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|| Dearly Beloved || Utada Hikaru ||
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|| Dearly Beloved || Utada Hikaru ||
This was her body now, this vessel that felt lighter than her real body. She could move with a dancer's grace, she had eyes that could see every detail and as much as she wanted to deny it, Callisto was giddy. Io, she couldn't wait to show her sister. Her shoulder slumped at the thought, she would never recognize her and even if she did, the last conversation they had, had was an explosive argument. Her sister, how was she even to find her? And how had Callisto ended up here of all places? She closed her eyes, relishing the feeling of hot water running down her body. The shower turned off, her sensors cooling her body down automatically. Callisto wrapped a towel around herself and stepped onto a vent that blow dried her dry.
Jace was waiting for her, "Cali, I have your things." She held out a pair of pants and a shirt, her expression one of disinterest. "Thank you," Callisto said softly. She hesitated, then took her things and dropped her towel, the fabric cool on her synthetic skin. "Ready to go?" Dr. Grover poked her head inside, already bought, like a toy, she was going to be delivered to them this evening. "Jace, a word?" The gray haired android left, walking with Dr. Grover out into the hallway. "Are you sure you want to be reassigned?"
"Yes." Jace replied stoically, "a new combat unit should be assigned. I believe I am... emotionally compromised." Dr. Grover sighed, "alright. At least follow through with the delivery," Jace nodded and headed back into the bathroom, escorting Callisto out. The blue haired idol unit craned her neck to take in every detail as they walked outside to the awaiting van. Two other cars would be going with them, protection detail. Almost as soon as the black doors shut behind them, Callisto looked up at Jace, who grimaced and looked away. "Do you know how I got here?" Callisto asked, "Do you know what happened to Io, my sister?" Callisto remembered her parents speaking in hushed whispers when they believed her to be sleeping. Her sister was staying away, she had gone missing. Jace looked up to face her, expression neutral.
"I brought you here. You were dying, I recruited you. I thought, you were too good to rot in a bed like that." Callisto leaned back, that answered one question. "And my sister?" Jace bit the inside of her cheek and shook her head, it was enough. Callisto's shoulders slumped as she leaned back in her seat, waiting for the car to stop.
The building they pulled up to was a beautiful spiral of chrome, touching the sky. There were several executives waiting outside for her, dressed in black suits and colorful ties, muttering eagerly as the door to the car opened. Callisto stepped out, shielding her optic sensors from the sun as Jace came out behind her, taking the crook of the idol unit's elbow in her arms and steering her forward, towards the executives. "You must be our idol unit!" They spoke eagerly, surrounding her, poking her. She blushed and looked down at her feet, unable to respond. "Perfect, just perfect, come this way please." They parted, allowing Callisto to step through. Jace followed them, needing to see the delivery to the end.
They went to the top floor, a beautiful room with a view of the city. "This is where you'll stay." Callisto gasped, running over to the window, things had changed so much. She barely recognized the place she called home. "Already a schedule was being transferred to her, duties, performances, interviews, recording sessions, it was all overwhelming. "Please settle in, if you need anything, don't hesitate to call." The executives left her alone, filing one by one out the door.
Jace waited, then turned, making for the exit. "Wait!" Callisto lurched forward, nearly falling as she grasped onto the combat unit. In her surprise, Jace stiffened and Callisto fell to the ground, dislocating an ankle. "Be careful," Jace warned gruffly as she knelt down, pushing the ankle back into place. Callisto whimpered, expecting it to hurt, but she felt a click and not much else. "I need to leave."
"Please, stay with me."
"I can't, a new combat unit will come and babysit you."
"Why? Why can't you stay?"
"Does it matter?"
"I feel like I know you. Please, I want it to be you."