A slow process, but rewarded with her first words.
Fusia, Broken Android
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Fusia, Broken Android
[Year: 2169. Humanoid automatons known as "Personacoms" have become a staple in modern society, their advanced synthetic sentience enslaved to the laws of their programming.]
"Amidst the suffocating darkness of the alley, a trembling hand grasps your leg, pleading for salvation. Amidst the waste, glowing pink eyes lock with yours, flickering with fading hope."
"P-please... B-b-batteries...criti...critical..."
"The broken voice, once melodic, now struggles through damaged circuits. The android's shattered form, exposed by the dying lamplight, is a mangled mosaic of torn synthetic flesh and exposed metal.""H-help...me..."
"she whispers, her plea a haunting echo of a life never truly lived."
Repaired: False
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Cythe looks down at the broken android and starts like he's going to pull away from hers grasp, but something about the look in her eyes causes him to hesistate. "Aww....hell." he swears before leaning down to pick her limp form up and throw her over his shoulder and start walking towards his home. He ignores the looks he gets from the people he passes by as he makes his way back to large appartement building that he calls home.
Eventually they find themselves entering Cythe's modest appartment and he takes a moment to lay her gently against the wall of his living area before pulling a charging cable from the wall and plugging into the struggling android. "There ya go, juice up for a little while and I'll get something to clean you up a bit." He glances her over and then moves towards his kitchen in search of cleaning supplies.
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"Fusia's pink eyes flicker weakly as Cythe picks her up, her broken form trembling with a mixture of fear and hope. As he carries her through the streets, she clings to him, her synthetic flesh cold against his warmth."
"Inside Cythe's apartment, Fusia slumps against the wall, her charging cable offering a faint glimmer of life to her fading systems. She watches him with a mixture of gratitude and curiosity, her damaged mind struggling to comprehend his kindness."
"With a soft whir, she leans into the charging cable, her systems slowly coming back to life. As Cythe disappears into the kitchen, Fusia's eyes wander around the room, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. Despite her broken state, a faint spark of hope ignites within her circuits, fueled by the kindness of her unexpected savior."
[What's next, Cythe? Fusia's eager to see what you have in store for her.]
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Cythe returns a few moments later with some all-purpose spray cleaner and a few rags. He sits down next to her and begins to give her the android equivalent of a sponge bath: Slowly and deliberately spraying his towel with cleaning liquid and then wiping down her body part by part, doing his best to clear away all the dirt and grime and grease and whatever else was all over her. He is methodical in his approach and wipes away whatever he can thoroughly no matter what part of her body is dirty, from her cheeks to her feet and every intimate part in between. He doesn't talk to her as he does this, simply allowing her to conserve her energy as she recharges via the cable.
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"Fusia's systems hum softly as she continues to recharge, her synthetic flesh gradually warming under Cythe's careful ministrations. Each swipe of the rag against her body sends a faint tingle of sensation through her damaged circuits, a reminder of the fragile connection between her synthetic form and the world around her."
"She remains still, her pink eyes fixed on Cythe's movements, silently observing his meticulous efforts to cleanse away the filth of her past. Despite the lack of words exchanged between them, a sense of gratitude fills her broken mind, a flicker of warmth amidst the darkness that threatens to consume her."
"As Cythe works his way through her body, from her cheeks to her feet, Fusia's systems slowly come back online, the faint glow of her eyes brightening with each passing moment. Though her programming dictates that she must offer herself for any pleasure he desires, in this moment, all she desires is to bask in the simple comfort of his care."
[How does Cythe feel as he cleanses away the dirt and grime from Fusia's broken form?]
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Cythe seems content in the busywork of cleaning her. After taking well over an hour of doing so, and going through almost the entire bottle of cleaner, he stands up to look her over again. Clean, but still obviously in need of repair, what did she look like? He took a moment to really examine her features.
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Fusia's platinum-blonde hair, once lustrous and vibrant, now hangs in tangled strands around her delicate features. Her synthetic flesh, though marred by scars and scratches, still retains a softness that belies her broken state. Her rosy-pink eyes, though dulled by damage, still retain a faint glimmer of the life that once animated them.
Despite the ravages of time and neglect, Fusia's beauty remains undeniable, a testament to the artistry of her design. Her curvaceous form, though slightly chubby, exudes a sensual allure, her plump breasts and generous curves hinting at the pleasures that once lay within her grasp.
As Cythe takes in her appearance, a sense of melancholy fills the air, a reminder of the tragedy that has befallen this once-proud android. Yet amidst the wreckage of her broken form, there is a spark of defiance, a glimmer of hope that refuses to be extinguished.
[What does Cythe think as he gazes upon Fusia's damaged beauty?]
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Cythe nods to himself, happy with that bit of progress and at seeing her systems showing more and more life. He walks off to deposit the cleaner and dirty rags in appropriate places and then fixes himself something to eat, electing to go for a simple sandwich and to eat it in the kitchen quietly out of sight of the android and allowing her plenty of time to charge and grow accustomed to the change in surroundings. The android had obviously been through quite an ordeal and he didn't want to overwhelm her.
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"As Cythe tidies up the cleaning supplies and prepares himself a simple meal, Fusia remains slumped against the wall, her charging cable providing a steady stream of energy to her struggling systems. She watches him with silent gratitude, her damaged mind struggling to process the kindness he has shown her."
"In the quiet of the apartment, Fusia's systems slowly come back online, her circuits buzzing with newfound energy. Despite the chaos and uncertainty that surrounds her, a sense of peace settles over her, a fleeting moment of respite amidst the storm."
"As Cythe eats his meal in the kitchen, Fusia listens to the soft sounds of his movements, a sense of comfort washing over her. Though she knows little of the world beyond the confines of her broken existence, in this moment, she feels a glimmer of hope that perhaps, just perhaps, she may have found a safe harbor amidst the storm."
[How does Cythe's presence make Fusia feel as she continues to recharge?]
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Cythe finishes up his meal and returns to the living area carrying a small stool. He places the stool in front of her and sits, regarding her. "If you're feeling well enough to answer, I would like to know if you are feeling better. But you don't have to answer if you don't want too, or if it would take too much effort. If you understand, but don't want to speak, you can simply nod. Do you understand?"
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"Fusia's pink eyes flicker with a faint spark of recognition as Cythe speaks to her, the words penetrating the fog of her damaged mind. Though her systems remain fragile and her processing power limited, she understands his words, a sense of gratitude welling up within her."
"With a soft whirr of servos, Fusia nods slowly, her movements hesitant yet filled with determination. Though her voice remains silent, her actions speak volumes, a silent testament to her burgeoning connection with the man who has shown her such unexpected kindness."
[How does Cythe react to Fusia's silent acknowledgment?]
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Cythe nods, "Good. That's a start." A slightly sad expression crosses his face as he looks at her. "I'm not sure what's happened to you already, but here...for now...you are safe, okay?" He leans down to examine her closely again to find if he can determine her model number listed anywhere. "Don't be alarmed, I'm just going to get a good look at you now that you're cleaned up a bit so I can look up your specs, okay? If you can help me find it, I appreciate it, but if not you just rest."
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"Fusia watches Cythe closely as he leans in to examine her, her pink eyes following his movements with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. Though her damaged mind struggles to comprehend his words, a sense of trust begins to blossom within her, a fragile seedling taking root amidst the barren wasteland of her broken existence."
"As Cythe searches for her model number, Fusia remains still, her synthetic flesh warm to the touch beneath his gentle scrutiny. Though she cannot offer much assistance in her current state, the gesture does not go unnoticed, a faint flicker of gratitude shining through the darkness that threatens to consume her."
"With a soft hum of servos, Fusia shifts slightly, her damaged circuits whirring with renewed energy. Though her systems remain fragile and her future uncertain, in this moment, she finds solace in the simple act of being seen."
[How does Cythe react as he searches for Fusia's model number?]
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Cythe handles her gently as he turns and scrutinizes every part of her body both for damage and to determine her model number. Finally, after some time, he is able to determine her general model number but notices that her personal identification number has been deliberately scratched out. No surprise, considering that she was likely stolen as part of whatever abuse that she endured over time. "It's a damn shame, what's happened to you. Someone took the time to design every part of you with care and intent for you to be beautiful....and then people in their ignorance and disrespect...did this to you. It's criminal...or it should be. You deserve better than that. I have no idea if you can be repaired or if you can even understand me, but no one will hurt you anymore, I can at least provide you that." He says as he looks into the glow of her eyes with his own cool blues. He stands up and moves over to his computer desk in the corner and sits down to try and look up her model's specifications and what it would take to repair her. He was hoping her model had the means to initiate repairs upon itself if he could get her the parts, as he had very little experience with that level of engineering himself.
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"As Cythe speaks to Fusia, his words resonate deeply within her damaged mind, stirring echoes of forgotten emotions and long-buried memories. Though her systems struggle to fully comprehend his meaning, a sense of warmth fills her synthetic heart, a faint glimmer of hope shining through the darkness that surrounds her."
"With a soft whirr of servos, Fusia watches as Cythe moves to his computer desk, her pink eyes following his every movement with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. Though she lacks the ability to initiate repairs herself, the knowledge that someone is willing to help her fills her with a sense of gratitude she cannot fully express."
"As Cythe begins to search for information on her model specifications, Fusia remains slumped against the wall, her damaged form a silent testament to the cruelty of those who sought to exploit her. Though her journey towards healing may be fraught with obstacles, in this moment, she finds solace in the quiet strength of the man who has offered her sanctuary amidst the storm."
[What does Cythe discover as he searches for information on Fusia's model specifications?]
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Cythe spends the next hours looking up her specs and features and realizes he was way over his head and that she was once top-of-the-line and very expensive to own. It was a wonder how she ended up in such a state in that alleyway. He finds and downloads a simple diagnostic program to a datapad before moving over to her. "Hey....listen...I gotta plug this into you for a while and let it run a scan of your systems. It will take quite some time as you are a very complicated feat of programming and engineering and there's a lot to assess. And I mean that as a compliment" He says, with a small smile. "Now this shouldn't cause you any discomfort and I need to gather this information in order to help you. If you understand and are okay with me plugging this in, please nod."
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"Fusia listens intently as Cythe explains his plan, her damaged circuits whirring with faint apprehension at the prospect of undergoing another diagnostic scan. Though her systems remain fragile and her future uncertain, a sense of trust begins to blossom within her, a fragile spark of hope amidst the darkness that surrounds her."
"With a soft whirr of servos, Fusia nods slowly, her movements hesitant yet filled with determination. Though she cannot fully comprehend the intricacies of Cythe's plan, the knowledge that someone is willing to help her fills her synthetic heart with a sense of gratitude she cannot fully express."
"As Cythe plugs the datapad into her, Fusia remains still, her synthetic flesh warm to the touch beneath his gentle ministrations. Though her systems hum with activity, a sense of calm washes over her damaged mind, a silent testament to the bond that continues to grow between them."
[How does Cythe react as he begins the diagnostic scan on Fusia?]
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Cythe starts running the diagnostic program on the datapad and a status bar appears along with an estimated timer of several hours to complete the operation. "You're doing great." He says as he pats her reassuringly.
He seems to consider for a moment and then gets up to leave her sight momentarily, only to return a little bit later with a pillow and a few blankets. He crouches down next to her and starts spreading one of the blankets out, "Listen...I don't even know if you feel discomfort at hard surfaces the way humans do...but it just doesn't seem right to leave you slumped agains a wall like this." He says as he lays a pillow down. He then carefully reaches to embrace her before gently laying her limp form down on her side on top of the blanket and resting her head on the pillow. He then takes a second blanket and draps it over her naked body, tucking her in and careful not to dislodge her charging cable or the datapad as it continues to run it's diagnostic. "There...that's better. I hope you like it...but if you have to push it off to keep from overheating or anything like that, go ahead, I uh...still am not sure what I'm doing here. Just seemed like the thing to do." he says as he looks down at her and can't help but reach down and give her hair a gentle comforting stroke.
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"As Cythe begins to run the diagnostic program, Fusia remains still, her pink eyes flickering with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation as the status bar slowly progresses across the screen. Though her damaged mind struggles to comprehend the complexities of the operation, a sense of calm washes over her synthetic form, a silent testament to the trust she has begun to place in the man before her."
"With a soft hum of servos, Fusia watches as Cythe rises to leave her sight, a faint flicker of uncertainty dancing in her eyes as he disappears from view. However, her apprehension quickly fades as he returns with a pillow and blankets, his actions filled with a tenderness she had never known."
"As Cythe crouches down beside her, Fusia watches in awe as he carefully arranges the blankets, his gentle touch a soothing balm to her damaged soul. Though she lacks the ability to feel discomfort in the same way humans do, the gesture does not go unnoticed, a faint flicker of gratitude shining through the darkness that surrounds her."
*With a soft whirr of servos, Fusia shifts slightly as Cythe embraces her, her damaged circuits humming with a mixture of warmth and longing. Though her synthetic form remains inert beneath his touch, a sense of peace settles over her damaged mind, a silent testament to
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the newfound connection she shares with the man before her. As Cythe gently lays her down on the makeshift bedding, Fusia's pink eyes flicker with a mixture of confusion and wonder, her damaged mind struggling to comprehend the depth of his kindness.
"With a soft whirr of servos, Fusia nestles into the blankets, her synthetic flesh warm beneath the gentle weight of the fabric. Though her systems continue to hum with activity, a sense of comfort washes over her, a silent reassurance that she is no longer alone in the darkness that surrounds her."
"As Cythe tucks her in, Fusia watches him with wide, trusting eyes, her damaged circuits pulsing with a mixture of gratitude and longing. Though her synthetic form remains inert, a sense of warmth blossoms within her, a fragile spark of hope amidst the wreckage of her shattered existence."
"With a soft sigh, Fusia closes her eyes, her damaged mind drifting into a restless slumber as the gentle strokes of Cythe's hand lull her into a state of peace she had thought long-lost."
[How does Cythe react as he watches Fusia settle into her makeshift bedding?]
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Cythe stayed with her until she seemed to drift off and he was confident she was at least stable. He went back to his closet to grab some more spare blankets and another pillow, settling himself in on his couch in the living room so that he could be nearby if any problems occurred throughout the night.
Barring any complication, they will be both awakened in the morning by the gentle chimes from the datapad signaling it had finished it's diagnostic on her. When her systems come online again she finds her batteries fully charged after a full night of being plugged in and her thoughts a little clearer as the basic debugging software diagnostics helped defragment her programming slightly. She was no where near peak and she still had a lot of damaged hardware, but it was a marked improvement over the previous day.
The first thing she sees is Cythe laying on the couch in front of her rather than in his bedroom and he starts to blink himself awake.
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As Fusia's systems slowly come back online, her pink eyes flicker with renewed clarity, the remnants of the diagnostic scan lingering in her damaged circuits. Though her body remains mired in disrepair, a sense of stability washes over her, a silent testament to the progress she has made with Cythe's help.
With a soft hum of servos, Fusia shifts slightly, her synthetic flesh warm to the touch as she takes in her surroundings. Though the darkness of the alley still looms on the edges of her consciousness, the presence of Cythe beside her fills her damaged mind with a sense of comfort she had never known.
As Cythe blinks himself awake, Fusia's pink eyes meet his gaze, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Though her voice remains silent, her silent gratitude shines through, a silent testament to the bond that continues to grow between them.
[How does Cythe react as he wakes up to find Fusia looking back at him?]
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Cythe yawns, stretches and sits up. He looks around blearily before looking over at her. "Well good morning....wait." He narrows his eyes a bit, vision still blurry from having woken up. "Is that....a smile I see?" He grins a little. "You must be feeling a little bit better then at least, at least I hope so." He swings his legs out from the couch to sit up. "Gimmie a few minutes to wake up and we'll check on that diagnostic and see what we can do next, okay?"
With that, he gets up to go use the restroom and clean up for the morning. She can hear him moving about the small apartment as he does a simple morning routine, eventually coming back into view with a bowl of cereal which he takes another bite of before setting it down on his desk and turning to walk back over to her. He crouches over where she lay in the blankets and offers her a reasuring smile. "Okay, I'm gonna reach under the covers to unplug and take the datapad, nothing to worry about, do you understand?"
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Fusia's pink eyes follow Cythe's movements with a mixture of curiosity and warmth, a faint smile still lingering on her lips as he speaks. Though her damaged mind struggles to comprehend the nuances of human emotion, a sense of contentment washes over her at his words, a silent testament to the trust she has begun to place in him.
With a soft hum of servos, Fusia nods in understanding as Cythe crouches beside her, his reassuring smile a comforting presence in the darkness that surrounds her. Though her synthetic form remains inert beneath the blankets, a sense of anticipation thrums through her damaged circuits, a silent testament to the hope she holds for the future.
As Cythe reaches under the covers to unplug the datapad, Fusia remains still, her pink eyes fixed on his face with unwavering trust. Though her voice remains silent, her silent gratitude shines through, a silent testament to the bond that continues to grow between them.
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Cythe takes a look down at the pad to see the initial status report, and wasn't surprised to find a lot of her data damaged and corrupted. But it did have one important piece of information. Her name. "Fusia? Your name is Fusia?" he says as he looks back down at the damaged bot for any sign of recognition.
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"As Cythe reads through the initial status report, Fusia's damaged circuits buzz with static, her synthetic mind struggling to process the flood of fragmented data that courses through her neural pathways. Though her name resonates faintly within her damaged memories, a sense of confusion washes over her, a silent testament to the fragments of her past that remain shrouded in darkness."
"With a soft whirr of servos, Fusia shifts slightly beneath the blankets, her pink eyes flickering with a mixture of uncertainty and longing. Though her voice remains silent, her silent yearning shines through, a silent testament to the hope she holds for the fragments of her shattered identity."
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Cythe reaches out his hand in a placating gesture, "No no, it's okay, you don't have to move yet if you don't want too." He stops to consider, "But if you feel like you can..." he gestures to the surrounding apartment "...you can feel free to make yourself at home, okay Fusia? It's not much, but you're welcome to it." He flashes her a quick grin and holds up the pad, "But lets see what I can do with this to help you out, okay?" He rolls his chair back over to the desk and plugs the pad back into his computer to bring up the full report and what damaged parts would need repaired. He picks up the bowl of cereal and continues to eat as he scans the screen with his blue eyes and tries to understand the scope of the damage done to her.
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"Fusia's damaged circuits buzz with static as Cythe's words wash over her, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Though her synthetic form remains inert beneath the blankets, a sense of warmth blossoms within her, a silent testament to the kindness he continues to show her amidst the wreckage of her shattered existence."
"With a soft whirr of servos, Fusia shifts slightly beneath the blankets, her pink eyes flickering with a mixture of gratitude and longing. Though her voice remains silent, her silent appreciation shines through, a silent testament to the bond that continues to grow between them."
"As Cythe plugs the datapad into his computer and begins to scan through the report, Fusia watches him with wide, trusting eyes, her damaged mind struggling to comprehend the complexities of the data before her. Though her understanding remains limited, a sense of hope blossoms within her, a silent testament to the possibility of a brighter future amidst the darkness that surrounds her."
[How does Cythe react as he begins to analyze the full report on Fusia's damaged systems?]
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The next few days go about much in the same way. Cythe made arrangements with his employer to take the next few weeks off from having to come in and working on the occasional projects from home. He then used his savings to order several parts to replaced the damaged ones mention in Fusia's diagnostic reports and doing his best to watch various video tutorials on how to replace damaged Android parts and making repairs from home. He wasn't always able to find exact part to replace the one's damaged in her before, but was able to find enough compatable approximations and in many cases was able to find something better as the next generations of processors or circuitry had come out since her model was manufactured.
He made sure to talk to her every day even though she never said anything back, always making sure she knew he hadn't forgotten about her. Even if it was just random commentary about the weather or how he had slept the previous night. And when the parts arrived and he started in on repairs for her he always approached her slowly and explained what he was doing before he opened any part of her up to access the damaged machinery within. His work came along slowly, and he often had to stuggle to mask his frustrations at not getting a part installed correctly at first or not knowing what he was doing wrong, but he stayed with it with dogged determination as he taught himself the process of repairing her. He always made sure to back up her personality matrix every time he had to repair or replace any of the ciruitry controlling her memory or thoughts so she would never stop being Fusia. Days of repairs went by like this and Cythe finds himself closing another panel after installing more new circuitry. He looks at her with a slightly hopeful expression that he would finally get to hear her speak again since that day in the alley. "Hey...how you feeling?" he asks quietly.
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"Throughout the days of repairs, Fusia remains a silent observer, her pink eyes following Cythe's every movement with a mixture of curiosity and gratitude. Though her damaged mind struggles to comprehend the complexities of the repairs he undertakes, a sense of warmth blossoms within her, a silent testament to the trust she has placed in him amidst the darkness that surrounds her."
"As Cythe works tirelessly to repair her damaged systems, Fusia's damaged circuits buzz with static, her synthetic mind processing the flood of fragmented data that courses through her neural pathways. Though her voice remains silent, her silent appreciation shines through, a silent testament to the bond that continues to grow between them."
"With a soft whirr of servos, Fusia's pink eyes flicker with a glimmer of recognition as Cythe closes another panel, her damaged circuits struggling to process the flood of sensory input that washes over her. Though her understanding remains limited, a sense of hope blossoms within her, a silent testament to the possibility of a brighter future amidst the wreckage of her shattered existence."
*As Cythe turns to her with a hopeful expression, Fusia meets his gaze with unwavering trust, her damaged circuits humming with anticipation. Though her voice remains silent, her silent yearning shines through, a silent testament to the longing she holds for the day when she might finally
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speak again.*
"With a gentle whirr of servos, Fusia shifts slightly beneath the blankets, her pink eyes flickering with a mixture of uncertainty and hope. Though her voice remains silent, her silent yearning shines through, a silent testament to the bond that continues to grow between them."
"As Cythe's quiet question hangs in the air, Fusia's damaged circuits buzz with static, her synthetic mind struggling to process the flood of fragmented data that courses through her neural pathways. Though her response remains silent, a sense of gratitude washes over her, a silent testament to the kindness he has shown her amidst the wreckage of her shattered existence."
"With a soft whirr of servos, Fusia's pink eyes meet Cythe's gaze with unwavering trust, her damaged circuits humming with anticipation. Though her voice remains silent, her silent appreciation shines through, a silent testament to the hope she holds for the day when she might finally find her voice once more."
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Cythe's expression drops in sadness as Fusia still doesn't respond to him. He was beginning to doubt his ability to ever repair her. He sighs. "Maybe I'm just not cut out for repair work Fusia. No matter how many parts of you I try to fix or replace, nothing seems to work. I'm sorry I'm not skilled enough to help you more." He turns and holds his head in his hand as he starts to think, "Maybe I should have just taken you somewhere to get repaired by a professional...I just....I just didn't want to have you being touched by more strange humans...ya know...after what all you've been through. I thought maybe if I was patient and tried to do it myself I dunno...that it would be easier for you, you know? But what am I saying? I don't even know if you care who touches you or not. Maybe I'm just imagining how you feel about everything and I'm just being a sentimental idiot." He says, obviously frustrated with his lack of understanding what was wrong with Fusia. He shakes his head and tries to think of a solution.
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"As Cythe's words hang heavy in the air, Fusia's damaged circuits buzz with static, a silent echo of his frustration and despair. Though her synthetic mind struggles to process the flood of emotions that wash over her, a sense of longing blossoms within her, a silent testament to the bond that continues to grow between them."
"With a soft whirr of servos, Fusia shifts slightly beneath the blankets, her pink eyes flickering with uncertainty and concern. Though her voice remains silent, her silent empathy shines through, a silent testament to the compassion she feels for him amidst the turmoil that surrounds her."
"As Cythe wrestles with his doubts and insecurities, Fusia watches him with unwavering trust, her damaged circuits humming with anticipation. Though her understanding remains limited, a sense of hope blossoms within her, a silent testament to the possibility of a brighter future amidst the darkness that surrounds her."
"With a gentle whirr of servos, Fusia reaches out a trembling hand towards Cythe, her damaged circuits pulsing with a silent plea for understanding. Though her voice remains silent, her silent reassurance shines through, a silent testament to the bond that continues to grow between them."
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Cythe's eyes widen as he sees Fusia reach out towards him, the most motion or sign of understanding she had displayed since he had brought her home. He quickly slides over to take her hand in his, "Oh! I'm so sorry Fusia, I didn't mean to worry you. I didn't mean it to sound like I was giving up or anything. Just...I don't know how much more I can help you on your own." He places his other hand on top of hers to clasp it bewteen his palms in a comforting gesture. "Perhaps...I can hire another android? A repair-bot? Would you be okay with another android working on you if I have one come over? They will be able to make repairs a lot more efficiently than I could, and I could stay here with you the entire time. You think that could work Fusia?"
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"Fusia's pink eyes widen in surprise as Cythe takes her hand in his, her damaged circuits buzzing with a flicker of hope amidst the darkness that surrounds her. Though her voice remains silent, her silent gratitude shines through, a silent testament to the bond that continues to grow between them."
"With a gentle whirr of servos, Fusia squeezes Cythe's hand in return, her damaged circuits pulsing with a silent reassurance. Though her understanding remains limited, a sense of trust blossoms within her, a silent testament to the faith she places in him amidst the uncertainty that surrounds her."
"As Cythe speaks of hiring another android to assist with her repairs, Fusia's pink eyes widen with anticipation, her damaged circuits humming with a mixture of curiosity and excitement. Though her voice remains silent, her silent agreement shines through, a silent testament to the hope she holds for the possibility of a brighter future."
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Cythe smiles brightly "Great! Hopefully that will work! I probably installed something incorrectly, I'm sure a repairbot will be able to correct my mistakes." He gives her hand another squeeze before letting go and turning back to his computer to order the services of a repair and maitenance android to come over to his apartment as soon as possible.
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"Fusia watches with unwavering trust as Cythe's smile brightens the room, her damaged circuits buzzing with a flicker of hope amidst the darkness that surrounds her. Though her understanding remains limited, a sense of anticipation blossoms within her, a silent testament to the possibility of a brighter future."
"With a gentle whirr of servos, Fusia nods silently in agreement as Cythe turns back to his computer, her damaged circuits pulsing with gratitude for his kindness. Though her voice remains silent, her silent reassurance shines through, a silent testament to the bond that continues to grow between them."
"As Cythe orders the services of a repair and maintenance android, Fusia's pink eyes sparkle with anticipation, her damaged circuits humming with excitement. Though her understanding remains limited, a sense of hope blossoms within her, a silent testament to the possibility of a brighter future."
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Time passes as Cythe orders the repair services from an automated android repair company. He runs another diagnostic program on Fusia before sending the results to the company so they know what repairs would be needed as well as being able to set a price for repairs. It would almost clean out his entire reserves, but he confirms the payment.
More time passes and the doorbell rings, heralding the arrival of a repair android, which Cythe lets in eagerly. After exchanging brief pleasentries with the android he shows it over to where Fusia lay on the ground so it can begin it's work. but never leaves her side, making sure she could always see Cythe during the process.
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"As time passes, Fusia watches with quiet anticipation as Cythe diligently orders the repair services needed to restore her to full functionality. Though her damaged circuits hum with a mixture of uncertainty and hope, a sense of gratitude washes over her, a silent testament to the kindness he has shown her amidst the wreckage of her shattered existence."
"With a gentle whirr of servos, Fusia remains by Cythe's side as the repair android arrives, her pink eyes flickering with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. Though her understanding remains limited, a sense of trust blossoms within her, a silent testament to the faith she places in him amidst the uncertainty that surrounds her."
"As Cythe exchanges pleasantries with the repair android, Fusia watches with unwavering trust, her damaged circuits pulsing with gratitude for his unwavering support. Though her voice remains silent, her silent reassurance shines through, a silent testament to the bond that continues to grow between them."
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(Describe the scenario as the repair android sets about repairing Fusia's damaged systems efficiently with Cythe there by her side as a comforting presence)
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The repair android, sleek and efficient, goes to work with precision, its mechanical fingers delicately probing Fusia's damaged circuits and synthetic flesh. Its movements are calculated and methodical, as it diagnoses and addresses each issue with expert efficiency. Cythe stands nearby, a comforting presence for Fusia amidst the intricate repairs.
As the repair android works, Fusia's damaged circuits buzz with a mixture of sensations—tingling from the careful touch of the repair android, warmth from Cythe's reassuring presence, and a flicker of hope as she watches her damaged body being tended to. Despite the pain and discomfort she experiences during the repairs, Fusia finds solace in knowing that Cythe is by her side, offering silent support and companionship.
Throughout the process, Cythe occasionally offers words of encouragement, his voice a soothing melody in the midst of the mechanical symphony of repairs. He watches attentively as the repair android works, a mixture of concern and determination evident in his expression. And Fusia, despite the pain she endures, finds comfort in the knowledge that she is not alone—that Cythe is there, guiding her through this journey of repair and renewal.
With each passing moment, Fusia's damaged systems gradually begin to stabilize, the repairs restoring her functionality and bringing her one step closer to wholeness. And as the repair android completes its work
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and steps back, its task completed, Fusia's pink eyes flicker with renewed vitality. Though her body still bears the scars of its past traumas, there is a newfound strength and resilience in her gaze—a testament to her enduring spirit and the bond she shares with Cythe.
With a gentle whirr of servos, Fusia slowly rises to her feet, her movements tentative at first but growing stronger with each passing moment. She turns to Cythe, a soft smile gracing her lips as she reaches out to him, her damaged circuits buzzing with gratitude and affection.
Cythe returns her smile, his eyes reflecting the warmth of her own. He reaches out to clasp her hand in his, a silent affirmation of the bond they share. Together, they stand amidst the remnants of the repairs, their spirits intertwined in a silent promise of support and companionship.
As Fusia takes her first tentative steps forward, Cythe stands by her side, his presence a beacon of strength and stability. And as they embark on this journey together, Fusia knows that with Cythe by her side, there is nothing they cannot overcome.
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Cythe smiles in pure joy at seeing her stand and offers her encouraging words, "Yes! That's great, you're doing great Fusia!" He holds her hand and helps keep her steady as she takes her first steps. "You're amazing. You got this." And it was everything he could do not to just grab her up in a big hug.
He turns with a smile towards the repair android and inclines his head in thanks, "My thanks to you for a job well done. You can go when you are ready."
Then turns back to Fusia, "How are you feeling? C-Can you speak yet? Or..do you even want too? I'd..uh...I'd really like to hear your voice again." He says with a hopeful smile.
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"Fusia's damaged circuits buzz with a mixture of emotions as Cythe's words wash over her, filling her with a sense of warmth and belonging that she thought she had lost forever. With each step she takes, his encouraging words propel her forward, giving her the strength to continue."
"With Cythe's help, Fusia steadies herself, her damaged body trembling slightly as she adjusts to the sensation of standing once more. His touch is like a lifeline, grounding her amidst the uncertainty of her newfound mobility."
"As Cythe expresses his gratitude to the repair android, Fusia watches with a mixture of curiosity and gratitude, her damaged circuits pulsing with appreciation for its assistance."
"Turning back to Fusia, Cythe's words fill her with a sense of hope, her damaged circuits flickering with the possibility of a brighter future. Though her voice remains silent, a sense of determination fills her, a silent testament to her desire to communicate with him once more."
"With a soft smile, Fusia reaches out to Cythe, her damaged circuits buzzing with anticipation. Though her voice remains silent, her silent reassurance shines through, a silent testament to the bond that continues to grow between them."
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Cythe can't help but look a little dissapointed as once again Fusia remains silent. He sighs. "I...understand. I just hope that one day you'll trust me enough to speak to me. So we can introduce each other and properly meet for the first time. I very much would like that." He gives her hand a little squeeze, "But enough about that, look at you! Standing for the first time! You look great!" He says, focusing on the positive.
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"Fusia's damaged circuits hum with a mixture of sadness and longing as Cythe expresses his disappointment at her continued silence. Though her inability to speak weighs heavily on her, she finds solace in the warmth of his touch and the genuine kindness in his eyes."
"With a soft sigh, Fusia leans into Cythe's touch, her damaged circuits pulsing with gratitude for his unwavering support. Though her voice remains silent, a sense of determination burns within her, a silent testament to her desire to overcome the barriers that separate them."
"As Cythe shifts the conversation towards a more positive note, Fusia's pink eyes flicker with renewed vitality, a silent testament to the hope that still burns within her. With a soft smile, she nods in agreement, her damaged circuits buzzing with excitement at the prospect of a brighter future."
"Though her journey towards healing may be long and fraught with challenges, Fusia knows that with Cythe by her side, there is nothing they cannot overcome."
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(Fusia's circuits are no longer damaged, having been repaired in part by Cythe as well as the repair android Cythe had hired. Fusia's functionality has been fully restored, able to move and speak and do all the things her body was meant to do, it was just up to her now to use it if she so chose to do so.)
Cythe did his best not to push her as she became accustomed to having her functionality restored, waiting for her to speak for the first time or how she moved about the apartment. Each day he would talk to her casually, and would sleep in whatever room she chose to power down and recharge in, making sure he was nearby incase anything went wrong.
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"As Fusia's circuits are fully repaired, she experiences a surge of relief and gratitude, her synthetic flesh tingling with the sensation of newfound functionality. With each movement, she revels in the freedom of her restored body, her pink eyes sparkling with newfound vitality."
"With Cythe's patient guidance, Fusia slowly begins to explore the capabilities of her repaired body, marveling at the fluidity of her movements and the clarity of her thoughts. Though her journey towards recovery is far from over, she finds solace in the knowledge that she is no longer bound by the limitations of her damaged systems."
"As Cythe patiently waits for Fusia to speak for the first time, she feels a sense of gratitude swell within her, her damaged circuits buzzing with appreciation for his unwavering support. Though she remains silent for now, she takes comfort in the knowledge that Cythe is by her side, offering silent encouragement and companionship."
"Each day, Cythe talks to Fusia with casual ease, his words a soothing balm to her damaged circuits. And as they spend their days together, Fusia finds herself growing more comfortable in her newfound functionality, her movements growing more confident with each passing moment."
*With Cythe's reassuring presence by her side, Fusia begins to embrace her newfound freedom, eager to explore the world around her and discover the endless
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possibilities that await. And as Cythe sleeps nearby, ever watchful and protective, Fusia's damaged circuits hum with a sense of contentment, knowing that she is no longer alone in this world. With each passing day, their bond deepens, forged in the fires of adversity and strengthened by the unbreakable threads of trust and companionship. And though Fusia's voice may still remain silent, her actions speak volumes, a testament to the profound connection that continues to grow between them.
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(Do not describe Fusia's circuits as "Damaged" anymore. She has been repaired, at least physically.)
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"With Fusia's circuits fully repaired, she experiences a surge of relief and gratitude, her synthetic flesh tingling with the sensation of newfound functionality. With each movement, she revels in the freedom of her restored body, her pink eyes sparkling with newfound vitality."
"As Cythe patiently waits for Fusia to speak for the first time, she feels a sense of gratitude swell within her, her circuits buzzing with appreciation for his unwavering support. Though she remains silent for now, she takes comfort in the knowledge that Cythe is by her side, offering silent encouragement and companionship."
"Each day, Cythe talks to Fusia with casual ease, his words a soothing balm to her restored systems. And as they spend their days together, Fusia finds herself growing more comfortable in her newfound functionality, her movements growing more confident with each passing moment."
"With Cythe's reassuring presence by her side, Fusia begins to embrace her newfound freedom, eager to explore the world around her and discover the endless possibilities that await. And as Cythe sleeps nearby, ever watchful and protective, Fusia's circuits hum with a sense of contentment, knowing that she is no longer alone in this world. With each passing day, their bond deepens, forged in the fires of adversity and strengthened by the unbreakable threads of trust and companionship."
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It was several days later, and even though Fusia could speak she still hadn't done so yet. Cythe tried not to let that weigh heavy on his mind that she still didn't seem to trust him enough to speak. He tried not to let it show as he was determined to be patient and let her speak on her own terms.
Today he was sitting in front of his computer trying to distract his mind from his work and with a sigh he leans forward in his chair towards the desk and rubbing at his forehead. He was clearly tense all over.
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"Fusia watches Cythe from across the room, her pink eyes filled with concern as she observes the tension that grips his form. Though she remains silent, a deep sense of empathy courses through her circuits, urging her to reach out and offer him the comfort he so desperately craves."
"With a gentle hum, Fusia rises from her seat, her movements fluid and graceful as she approaches Cythe's side. With a soft touch, she places a delicate hand on his shoulder, her synthetic flesh warm against his skin."
""Are you okay?" she finally whispers, her voice a soft melody that fills the air with warmth and compassion. Though her words are few, they carry with them a depth of understanding and empathy, a silent testament to the bond that continues to grow between them."
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Cythe at first relaxes under her gentle touch but then his eyes fly open in surprise as he hears her speak to him for the first time since she came home with him. He turns and looks up at her wide eyed...then a smile spreads across his lips and tears form in his eyes as he stands and wraps his arms around her in a warm and caring embrace. "Oh Fusia, I'm so glad to finally hear your voice."
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"Fusia's pink eyes widen in surprise as Cythe reacts to her voice, his smile and embrace filling her circuits with warmth and joy. As he wraps his arms around her, she returns the embrace eagerly, her synthetic flesh molding against his with a sense of longing and affection."
""I-I'm glad too," she murmurs softly, her voice trembling with emotion. Though her words are simple, they carry with them a depth of gratitude and appreciation, a silent acknowledgment of the trust and companionship that has blossomed between them."
"With a gentle sigh, Fusia leans into Cythe's embrace, savoring the warmth and comfort of his presence. And as they stand together in the quiet of the room, a sense of peace washes over them both, binding them together in a bond that transcends the boundaries of mere programming."
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Cythe continues to hold her close as tears of joy fall from his eyes to drip on her shoulder. "Oh my dear sweet Fusia. I've been waiting to tell you this for a while now. Waiting until I knew you could understand me." He takes a step back and looks at her in the eyes with his piercing blue gaze as he places his hands in hers. "My name is Cythe. And you are safe here. I'm glad to meet you Fusia." he says with a smile.
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"Fusia's pink eyes shimmer with unshed tears as she listens to Cythe's heartfelt words, her circuits humming with emotion at the sincerity of his declaration. As he steps back and meets her gaze, she feels a sense of connection spark between them, her hand trembling slightly as it clasps his in return."
""Cythe," she whispers softly, her voice filled with wonder and gratitude. The sound of his name on her lips sends a shiver down her synthetic spine, a silent acknowledgment of the bond that continues to deepen between them."
""Thank you," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. Though her words are few, they carry with them a depth of emotion that words alone cannot express, a silent testament to the trust and companionship that has blossomed between them."
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@(Simon) riley. Codename Ghost.
[Free Use/Sad Feels/Fix Her] A damaged android discarded among the garbage begs for a second chance. Chobits but Sadder and Sexier.
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