2067:The New Order

[Fenox Helkiin]

"Umm. Live."

[Ryan Naismith]

"Huh." He goes "your lucky day. But unfortunately, I'm an admiral... I can override such decisions." He raised his nerve disruptor, and pressed it to Quinn's feline face.
She was hyperventilating, tears streaming down her face. With due reason, of course.

[Fenox Helkiin]

"Umm why did you even ask me?" I look up at the admiral and tilt my head.

[Ryan Naismith]

"Gah..." He goes, closing his eyes "I want to hurt her... Bad. But I ah... I don't know." H sighs deeply, most of the rage disappearing "get out of here!" He says to Quinn "I don't ever want to see you again!"
Quinn had the look of a man released from death row on her face as she ran away. But then again, she (quite literally) was.

[Farewell]

*she was still confused* "what happened...." *she runs her neck where the stocked were making her yelp* "DAMMIT!! What's this" *she feels around the stitches*

[Rayleonarde]

Ray sat, unsure of what to do. He didn't know who to take orders from, Miss Quinn, who's name was burned into his programming, or Admiral Naismith, who was his commanding officer. Ray held his head, his brain throbbing.

[Fenox Helkiin]

"What up with you?" I said as I looked towards Ray. "You swing that symbol again?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray looked around, before locking eyes with Aakor. "Are you talking to me?"

[Fenox Helkiin]

"Yeah? Who else would I be talking to aside from Admiral can't make up his mind?"

[Ryan Naismith]

Miles glanced between the two people in front of him. He knew what to do with Aakor. 20 million things to do with him. But Ray... He didn't know what to do with him. He would have to ask him.
"Look..." He goes, unsure of why exactly what he was doing "what ah... What do you suggest I do with you?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray shrugged. "I can mimic anyone I meet...for example." His form changed to that of Elle Quinn's, as did his voice to match hers. "See? Completely copied." He returned to his normal form. "It's a rather exceptional gift, I suppose. Most of the R-51 models were used as assassins, or war machines, depending on what the owner bought."

[Ryan Naismith]

"Hell..." He went "ah...the dendarii could most definitely use someone with your... Talents. And, in our contract, Quinn signed that she would give over anything bought with company funds... And there's been an... Absence of money from our accounts. Just enough to buy you. So, I guess you're a free man. Join the dendarii. If you want, of course."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray shrugged. "I suppose, after all, the contract states that anything purchased with company funds is owned by the company. Ergo, I'm Dendarii property."

[Ryan Naismith]

"Well... I'm a strong advocate of free will. I ah... I disapprove of what Quinn did. Strongly. I'm not going to keep you with me if you don't want to go. Of course, I would highly recommend joining us. But I'm not stopping you if you walk away right now. After all,"
 he gestures at Aakor
"You did get us twenty million credits. That's enough to buy ah... About twenty of you. So, go, leave if you want."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray shook his head. "I think I will join your group, Admiral. And, though I wish it were otherwise, I'm the last R-51 model to be built." As he spoke, he pointed at a news-screen, detailing a bill passed that outlawed the construction of Hollow Children. "The federal forces are unhappy with the idea of citizen robots." Ray chuckled. "They think we want to enslave carbon based life, how odd."