Day Fourteen - Awkward?
Who: Cameron, Will
Where: Outside Town Hall
When: Late morning?
Rating: PG
Status: Closed/Finished
Summary: Cameron heads to the town hall, but runs into Will on the way. There's a brief 'you look horribly familiar' moment in which Cam thinks Will is John Connor and Will thinks Cam is River, but it's shortly cleaned up. Cam's programming nudges at her slightly despite the lack of genetic match to John, and she decides to attempt to rectify that, exiting stage left to speak with Ice on two subjects now instead of one.
Cameron strode purposefully across the lawn to the town hall with full intentions of speaking with Icetenari and lending a hand - or a bioengineered synapse - wherever she might be needed. She knew there was only a small chance her assistance might be required - had calculated the odds, actually - but it was better than trailing around after Jake all day, and after the Chaos of the previous day it was good to be in proper working condition again, so she felt compelled to put herself to good use.
Combat boots tread surprisingly lightly over the grass as she walked, arms hardly swinging. Her movements were smooth, only disjointed if you knew where to look, and even then natural enough to write off. The grace with which she held herself, conducted each movement, counteracted it in any case, and Cameron went about another day in a mock-paradise, a wolf amongst sheep, though most of the residents were well aware of what she was. It pleased her - yes, pleased, because her adaptive programming had begun to allow her to feel, to act more human than she ordinarily might - that none of them seemed to shy away, though she wondered on that count if they understood fully what she was capable of.
Where: Outside Town Hall
When: Late morning?
Rating: PG
Status: Closed/Finished
Summary: Cameron heads to the town hall, but runs into Will on the way. There's a brief 'you look horribly familiar' moment in which Cam thinks Will is John Connor and Will thinks Cam is River, but it's shortly cleaned up. Cam's programming nudges at her slightly despite the lack of genetic match to John, and she decides to attempt to rectify that, exiting stage left to speak with Ice on two subjects now instead of one.
Cameron strode purposefully across the lawn to the town hall with full intentions of speaking with Icetenari and lending a hand - or a bioengineered synapse - wherever she might be needed. She knew there was only a small chance her assistance might be required - had calculated the odds, actually - but it was better than trailing around after Jake all day, and after the Chaos of the previous day it was good to be in proper working condition again, so she felt compelled to put herself to good use.
Combat boots tread surprisingly lightly over the grass as she walked, arms hardly swinging. Her movements were smooth, only disjointed if you knew where to look, and even then natural enough to write off. The grace with which she held herself, conducted each movement, counteracted it in any case, and Cameron went about another day in a mock-paradise, a wolf amongst sheep, though most of the residents were well aware of what she was. It pleased her - yes, pleased, because her adaptive programming had begun to allow her to feel, to act more human than she ordinarily might - that none of them seemed to shy away, though she wondered on that count if they understood fully what she was capable of.