[Dakki had tensed and forced her legs into a crouch and was this close to successfully executing a dive-and-roll... but alas, her gunked-up legs were too slow. Thankfully, Tachikoma was feeling fancy.
When it's all over Dakki's left standing there in that crouch, quite still, eyes wide with astonishment.]
I... I... fine! I'm fine!
[She leans in, tilting her head to better meet that orb-eyed stare. When asked such earnest, well-informed questions, answering seemed like the natural thing to do.]
I'm a CAST! I'm a gynoid! Not a cyborg. Although I do have pseudo-organic components. And... I like purple! Where I come from, CASTs enjoy differentiating themselves from other humanoids.
[Her legs are still a bit out of her control. She shuffles to the left, and then to the right... but she does reach a hand out for Tachikoma, gingerly. Possibly for a handshake?]
And who might you be? You look a lot like the guard sentries and security machines that they make, where I come from.
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When it's all over Dakki's left standing there in that crouch, quite still, eyes wide with astonishment.]
I... I... fine! I'm fine!
[She leans in, tilting her head to better meet that orb-eyed stare. When asked such earnest, well-informed questions, answering seemed like the natural thing to do.]
I'm a CAST! I'm a gynoid! Not a cyborg. Although I do have pseudo-organic components. And... I like purple! Where I come from, CASTs enjoy differentiating themselves from other humanoids.
[Her legs are still a bit out of her control. She shuffles to the left, and then to the right... but she does reach a hand out for Tachikoma, gingerly. Possibly for a handshake?]
And who might you be? You look a lot like the guard sentries and security machines that they make, where I come from.