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[ Tau Weapon, as Nero had called the machine in Amons' labs, was half-aware that somebody was entering. But he was mostly preoccupied on his experiments, hooked into so many machines... machines that were still growing fleshy beasts.

That explained how they kept getting beasts to protect the Tower...

He barely looked up at the Miqo'te entering, mistaking the presence for: ]

Emperor Xande. A welcome surprise - have you come for my most recent report?

[ He spoke fluent Allagan. What else would he speak? But he remained in his large chair, body still clearly disabled, mechanical hands beginning to hover and linger, moving to touch G'raha. To examine him. ]

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[This… certainly explains a lot. At least… it seems they'll still have protections, though he's worried.

His ears perk up- a chance to speak and practice Allagan! He glances at the mechanical hands curiously, tail waving.]

Ah- G'raha Tia, actually. Though- I'd like to hear your report, certainly.

[ Oh. His expression becomes sour, as he sits up a little. ]

G'raha Tia. You are not in my records.

[Ah. Well, that is who he is. G'raha straightens up a little.]

I suppose not- I've come to the Tower fairly recently. I- they should be connected to the rest of the Tower, though, shouldn't they?

...There have been errors recently.

[ He admitted. If G'raha looked around to the screens, he'd be able to notice that a lot of them are broken, from the earthquake so long ago... a lot of systems down. ]

Your position, then?

Then we should see what we can do to fix that.

[Ah… of course. And there's been no one in since to make repairs, of course…]

Ah… well! If I may- you may consider me the steward of the Tower, in this time.

Repairs have been concluded.

[ Said rather sharply. But he lets out a soft blip, hands beginning to fuss with him. ]

You are another automation. Are Lord Xande and Lord Amon occupied enough that they require another?

Ah…? I feel as though there's more we could do, but… if you're satisfied…

[He gives a soft beep, some of his attention turning to the hands.]

In… a sense. Lord Xande and Lord Amon have passed from this world, I fear.

[ There is a silence, and everything seems to freeze.

And then: ]

Error. Input not recognized--

--argh. You're giving me a headache.

[…ah. Is he not recognised here? Or- does this individual simply not wish to take in the information?]

My apologies. That was hardly my intention. But- I realised we hadn't spoken yet, and wished to make introductions- and see if there was anything you needed.

Hm. I could use some more supplies. I cannot continue aiding Lord Amon if I do not have more men brought to be analyzed, you understand.

Supplies? Of course. […well. His ears do twitch back at that.]

Ah… hm. We can probably arrange something… testing, perhaps? [that's, you know. less deadly than a lot of Allagan tests.]

I also have not been able to contact colonies. Have they been thriving?

[ This. This poor bot... ]

That's… ah, well. Not… so much.

When was the last time you heard from them?

[He's starting to worry.]

...Pah. My internal clock hasn't been working, so I can't tell you.

[ This poor bot... ]

Ah. Maybe that's something I could do something about? But… it's been a long time. Other cities have risen in their place.

[He holds a hand out to Tau.]

[ He freezes again. Eyes glazing over. ]

Why are you lying, G'raha Tia?

I… that's not what I'm doing. The world has changed. I wish to help you adjust.

Allag is eternal.

[ah. well, of course something was going to be tricky…]

The Tower has lasted, even if there have been changes elsewhere. We can still help people.

...does that mean my experiments have not been monitored?

[ His voice grows a little quiet. ]

There may have been some systems still in place… but I'm less sure about the state of those outside the Tower. [and Azys Ila, too.

His ears flick, and he reaches out offering Tau a hand again.]

I--

[ One of his hands lift, before sparking. ]

This cannot be.

I'm sorry. I- there was an enormous earthquake- a Calamity. A lot was disrupted, but… we're trying to get things working again.

[ He tries to stand. But his legs are broken. ]

And... you are the new caretaker? An automation?

Ah… would you like any aid?

I'm… well, that's a little complicated. But yes. I inherited the blood.

...If you insist. [ tsun tsun tsun ]

To think... an automation could inherit Lord Xandes' blood...!!

Thank you. [He clomes closer, looking over Aulus, trying to assess the damage.]

Well- as I said, it was a little complicated. I, ah. I wasn't always an automaton.

[ While his legs look fine... oh. They seem to be more hooked into the chair then the body, the connection between those two broken.

But Aulus then grins. ] Impressive! That's possible?!

Aha. I think I can see the problem…. Let me see if I can do something about it. [He reaches out, already curious, wanting to solve it.

His tail waves lightly, ears flicking.] It was! Ah, well, it was a little desperate, I suppose… but it worked. Else I wouldn't be here, after all.

The most interesting discoveries come from desperation--

[ As soon as G'raha touches him, though, he freezes up. Fear in his eyes. ]

We wouldn't have found out otherwise.

[He stills, looking up at Tau's face. Staying still- for the most part, at least.]

Is it all right? Should I stop?

--don't touch me. [ He whimpers. ] Amon, don't--

Alright. I won't- see? [He pulls away, holding his hands out.] It's all right.

...I don't know what came over me. [ He says, quietly. ] I am not meant to... hesitate, when I am touched.

That's- well, it's all right. I- it's a little personal, isn't it? Is… do you mind if I try to fix it?

...gentler.

All right. Tell me if it's too much. [He reaches out again, more cautiously, looking for where the connections need to be put to rights.]

[ It's quite obvious, when G'raha looks for it... but the robot still tenses. But then: ] ...you are polite. Why?

I've almost got it. Are you ready? [He gives a soft sound.] Well. Better to start as we mean to go on, don't you think?

Yes, I am ready. [ He is bracing himself, quietly. ] You are...

quite different then most Allagans, G'raha Tia.

Ah… well. I've travelled to a few places, and learned a few things.

All right. On three… one, two, three! [He reaches, doing his best to put the connections back as cleanly as he can.]

[ There is a scream.

But it is more of a scream - it feels almost like G'rahas' very soul is being prodded at. Everything goes white...

...and then he is facing another. Who looks so much like Tau, but is made of flesh. Sitting at that chair, taking a slight break from work. Looking exhausted. ]

[G'raha freezes, trying to process it- trying not to scream back, though his tail lashes.

This is- Tau? No, he couldn't have become flesh in just that instant- but then what is this?] …Tau?

[ As soon as the man noticed him, he jumped backwards a little. This was-- time travel?

Not that the other knew that. ] Who are you-- how did you get in here?

[It's not something he was expecting, but- G'raha shakes himself off, and holds his hands out- nothing in his hands, he doesn't mean any harm.]

I- I'm G'raha Tia. And- I"m not quite sure? I was- somewhere like this, just a moment ago…

--Could you be using teleportation technology?

[ The other man stands - his legs seem injured but he's fine. ] Those tests were going to be beginning soon...

[ahah.]. Right! It must still be in progress… I'm sorry to have troubled you.

[That's curious, but- he seems well enough.]. Oh- might I be able to assist you?

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