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Sylvia reaches out hesitantly, but stops herself and walks away.
She finds a window and looks up, at the far above roof. She hops onto the window ledge and begins to scale the building.
Sylvia reaches out hesitantly, but stops herself and walks away.
She finds a window and looks up, at the far above roof. She hops onto the window ledge and begins to scale the building.
Finn and Teagan watched her curiously when she stood, but when she hopped up and out of the window they both panicked and jumped up to stop her. They grabbed her legs to try and pull her back into the room.
Sylvia panics and her training kicks in. She twists her legs, bringing the twin's skulls together. She leaps across the alley and runs up the wall easily.
The twins yelped and put their hand to their heads in unison. Teagan recovered first and knelt on the windowsill, but neither he nor Finn were able to run up walls. They didn't really know what to do to bring Sylvia back.
15 minutes later Sylvia returns. She looks sheepish.
"I'm sorry." says. It seemed like she'd gotten a grasp of common phrases while she was gone.
Finn and Teagan were still talking with each other when she returned, looking confused and worried and as though they were trying to decide what to do. They looked up at the sound of her voice and hurried over, their voices overlapping.
"Where did you go??"
"Why did you run off like that??"
"Are you okay?"
Sylvia backs up slightly, looking awkward.
"Well. . . uh. . . I didn't realize the city was as tall as it was." she says. "How can the ground be so far away?"
"The buildings are tall here. You really shouldn't be climbing them."
"It's not safe!"
The twins didn't get any closer when she backed up, but they both still looked worried.
Sylvia makes an attempt at an awkward, nervous smile.
"Well. . . I can't really fall. Considering I have built-in features like climbing picks."
"It's still not safe. 'Climbing picks' or not, professional climbers fall sometimes too!" Finn insisted, huffing indignantly.
"Why did you leave?" Teagan asked, calmer than Finn, but still worried.
Sylvia looks even more embarrased. "Sorry. . ."
She looks at Teagan. "Library, was what the place was called."
"What did you run off to the library so suddenly for?" Teagan asked. "We have some books here. And we could've brought you to the library without you jumping out the window and scaling a building."
"Everyone at the lab gave me little freedom. I was made there. So I don't like being cooped up without at least 3 easily accessed escape routes." Sylvia replies. "And as to why I went to the library, I needed knowledge that you couldn't give me."
"I mean… you still could've told us where you were headed. We thought you died or something." Teagan rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and looked away. Finn was still despondent and huffy.
Sylvia looks a bit annoyed.
"I didn't want to tell you."
"Why not? We're not gonna stop you from going, we were just worried." Teagan replied.
Sylvia huffs. "And you expect the lab grown, very abused technosoldier to know that?"
"Well, I dunno…" Teagan sighed. "Just try not to run off like that again, okay?"
Sylvia sighs.
"Fine."
"What do you want to do now that you're back? Did you learn anything of interest at the library?" He asked.
"I memorized a dictionary." Sylvia replies.
"You memorized a dictionary? You were only gone for like, twenty minutes or something." Teagan replied incredulously.
"I'm a genetically and physically altered lab grown human." Sylvia sighs.
"I mean, yeah, but even so. I wouldn't think the human body would be capable of something like that, even at peak performance. What kind of DNA did they add to your genes?"
Sylvia glances over. "That is top secret. Not even the leader of our fine country knows that."
"Alright." Teagan held his hands up in front of himself for a moment and then stuck them in his pockets. "If you ran away because they mistreated you, though, why do you care if their secrets get out?"
Sylvia snorts. "I don't, but everyone that had been told - as in you two - would be executed."
"Fair enough. I don't really want to die." Teagan shrugged and hummed nonchalantly.
"Yeah, not really into being dead…" Finn added.
"What do you want to talk about, then?"
"I thought as much." Sylvia replies.
"What do I want to talk about? I don't know."
"Well… I dunno. Anything you read about interesting? Confusing?" Teagan asked, shrugging.
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