[A tall silver automaton stood on the sidewalk, blinking owlishly up at the buildings nearby. After so long in various battlefields, whisked away after to government facilities in unmarked vehicles with no windows, it was almost alien for him to find himself in a city that was not a complete disaster of a combat zone
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[ Helen steps around the van she's brought, in hopes of tracing down the abnormal she's been looking for a few days now. She sees the Spine and stops. Helen blinks. She's certainly not used to that attire on him. ]
Dawning the military look, are we?
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Apologies ma'am, but I'm afraid I don't catch your meaning. [Even after seventy years of personal hell, he will be damned if he is not polite to a lady.]
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...Been a long time since I heard anyone use that name, ma'am. Or been out of uniform.
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Then, is there a name I should address you by instead?
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[He gives a small shrug, optics dimming slightly.]
It's fine by me, ma'am. Just took me by surprise is all. Anyone bothers calling me by anything usually just uses this. [He lifted a hand to tap at the small patch on his shirt, marked neatly with '0952' where a name would have been or anyone else. It had bothered him at first, but now it helped to separate him from his life before, where everyone he cared about most in the world was not dead.]
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[ Helen frowns at the nametag. ] A number is hardly a name. At least not in my book.
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