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|| Dearly Beloved || Utada Hikaru ||
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|| Dearly Beloved || Utada Hikaru ||
Callisto stood back, allowing Fina to rejoice in her reunion with Minnie. It was short lived, however, considering Minnie couldn't recall who she was. "Memory loss," she gasped, Metis awkwardly placing a hand on her shoulder in an attempt to comfort her. An angel model, so she was another combat type? Not an idol unit, which was Minnie's dream. "Wait a second," Callisto suddenly had an idea. "What if we backed her brain up, her real brain, onto Hymnos's network?" She turned to look at Dr. Grover, knowing that the tech genius might not like the idea. "I hadn't thought of that," she admitted. "Nyx, lay back down." Dr. Grover ordered, connecting wires to her neck. Callisto shivered, recalling the sensation of the Game Master forcing wires into her spine.
"Quite frankly, I think if you don't fix her memory, Reiss will come after you too." Dr. Grover said nothing as she worked, her fingers flying. "Nyx, enter rest mode." Grover ordered, "Callisto, please go check into a maintenance bay." Metis's grip on her tightened. "I'll go with you," he insisted. "Fina, if you need me, you know where to find me. Alright? Callisto asked gently, wanting to make certain that Io was going to be okay before she left. It was clear that Fina was devastated, but for now, Dr. Grover needed to remain alive if they wanted to keep all of their bodies, human and android. Metis escorted her out, two security units moving to take their place, in case Fina tried something. Jace was busy, occupied with the Hymnos network. "Do you know the way?" Metis asked, no longer wearing the bloodied jacket that had the Game Master's bits on it.
"I do," they passed by the human docks, Metis stiffening. "Metis, what's wrong?" Callisto asked, her footsteps ceasing. "You've been acting strange," she tilted her head to the side, blue hair sparkling in the light. "I've been acting strange? You're not the one who had to find out his sisters were turned into androids!" She took a step back, recoiling. "Sorry, I didn't mean to yell," Callisto nodded, she was going to say something when she noticed something odd. "Where's my body?" The tank that she normally occupied was empty, the wires hanging loosely from the tank, waiting to be reconnected. "Metis, where is my body?" She asked again, panicking slightly. It couldn't be walking around, detached from consciousness, could it?
"Callisto," Metis spoke softly. "You..." he bit down on his lip, his words were soft as he explained, gentle. He used the most simple terms for it, but there was no easy way to explain it. "If you were to return to your human body, it's likely you won't ever wake up."
Callisto sunk to her knees. She had known in her heart that something had happened, but not to this extent. "So I'm an android... forever?"
"No!" He flung himself down beside her, his arms wrapping around her. "Not forever, just until we find a solution, a better doctor, a better hospital, there has to be hope. For now, your body is being cryogenically frozen to stop the cancer from progressing further." She laughed, she was a human ice pop now. "I... I have to go... I have to check in to the mechanical bay." She rose, her legs unsteady. Metis stayed on the floor, tears springing to his eyes. He should tell their parents, they deserved to know.
Jace found her along the way, staring up at the wall. "Cali?" Jace asked, no doubt she had repaired Hymnos. "You okay?" Callisto blinked, wiping her eyes, but there were no tears, androids didn't cry. "Yeah, I-I'm fine." It was a lie that made her stomach clench. Jace took her hands in her own, "he told you, didn't he?" She nodded slowly and warm arms encircled her. "It's going to be alright, we'll be androids together."
"It's weirdly comforting when you say it like that."
"Callisto," Jace took her at an arms length, "I think... I'm falling in love with you." Their lips brushed, soft, warm, inviting. Somehow, Callisto felt as though this was meant to be. "I think... I love you too."