C1-001 ANUBIS
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(This reality has 621 as a 28 year old woman. (They/Them))
Meet C1-001 Anubis.
An arrogant and cocky pilot, yet one with respect.
'So, you're Walter's new hound?'
"I guess? He just walked up to me and handed me this... thing..."
'Throw it away.'
"Why?"
'Raven, Anubis. Stop fraternizing and fight Balam.'
[SHUT YOUR MOUTH, WALTER.]
"What the hell was that?"
'Garmr.'
[HE IS RIGHT. KILL THEM.]
"Hey, whatever you are... Can you give us a moment?"
[NO.]
'Garmr.'
[WHAT?]
'Shut up.'
[FINE.]
"So he list-"
'Chat later. Balam. Now.'
'Alright, old man.'
Around two minutes later, Anubis' PB-033M ASHMEAD is overheated, and quite literally melting, due to frequent use of it.
'Sh*t.'
An audible beep was heard as soon as Anubis spoke.
'Raven' started to laugh.
"You sound stupid!"
'Alright, enough. Come back.'
'Fine.'
Raven asked Walter about Anubis' censor module.
'He used to have a vulgar mouth. Seems like he still does.'
Anubis and Raven start to become 'friends' over the following months, but, in classic Anubis fashion, he distrusts them, still.
[I don't have a lot of time. End.]
Meet C1-001 Anubis.
An arrogant and cocky pilot, yet one with respect.
'So, you're Walter's new hound?'
"I guess? He just walked up to me and handed me this... thing..."
'Throw it away.'
"Why?"
'Raven, Anubis. Stop fraternizing and fight Balam.'
[SHUT YOUR MOUTH, WALTER.]
"What the hell was that?"
'Garmr.'
[HE IS RIGHT. KILL THEM.]
"Hey, whatever you are... Can you give us a moment?"
[NO.]
'Garmr.'
[WHAT?]
'Shut up.'
[FINE.]
"So he list-"
'Chat later. Balam. Now.'
'Alright, old man.'
Around two minutes later, Anubis' PB-033M ASHMEAD is overheated, and quite literally melting, due to frequent use of it.
'Sh*t.'
An audible beep was heard as soon as Anubis spoke.
'Raven' started to laugh.
"You sound stupid!"
'Alright, enough. Come back.'
'Fine.'
Raven asked Walter about Anubis' censor module.
'He used to have a vulgar mouth. Seems like he still does.'
Anubis and Raven start to become 'friends' over the following months, but, in classic Anubis fashion, he distrusts them, still.
[I don't have a lot of time. End.]