A cyborg who goes diving in her spare time.
Characters: Motoko Kusanagi (electroniccrane), Batou (electronichound) [CLOSED]
Location: Deck 15
Date: Present
Rating: PG for dysfunctional but not explicit robot love. Might go up, though.
Motoko sat on the edge of one of the pools on Deck 15, flippered feet dangling in the still waters. The blue light made everything spectral, as though she were already submerged.
A trip to Deck 12 had turned up all the necessary pieces of gear for scuba diving, even though they were 30 years out of date by her standards. But the tank held pressure and the regulator regulated, and that was what mattered. And then there was B's buoyancy gear, which shouldn't have worked by any physics she understood, but when she turned the dial to the proper displacement, sure enough, she floated, and that was what mattered.
Batou had invited himself along, and was staring accusingly at her, or so she imagined. His cybereyes made interpreting his moods something of an art form.
"I won't stay down longer than 45 minutes. Probably less, since I doubt there's much down there," she said as she strapped herself into the air tank.
Location: Deck 15
Date: Present
Rating: PG for dysfunctional but not explicit robot love. Might go up, though.
Motoko sat on the edge of one of the pools on Deck 15, flippered feet dangling in the still waters. The blue light made everything spectral, as though she were already submerged.
A trip to Deck 12 had turned up all the necessary pieces of gear for scuba diving, even though they were 30 years out of date by her standards. But the tank held pressure and the regulator regulated, and that was what mattered. And then there was B's buoyancy gear, which shouldn't have worked by any physics she understood, but when she turned the dial to the proper displacement, sure enough, she floated, and that was what mattered.
Batou had invited himself along, and was staring accusingly at her, or so she imagined. His cybereyes made interpreting his moods something of an art form.
"I won't stay down longer than 45 minutes. Probably less, since I doubt there's much down there," she said as she strapped herself into the air tank.