(geese u guys post 3 pages in less than a day)
trowa didn't sleep, she was still in perception of everything around, but she didn't move, no breath, nothing, but her mind was working and so were her eyes, behind her mask, she sat up thinking, she didn't do anything fast when she could help it. she liked to look at her options in life. as the sun rose she stayed in 'sleep mode' for a bit still reveling in the serenity of being. she thought a lot about the hero drives, technically she wasn't living so she couldn't change. sides she was special in her own way. she decided to stay in sleep mode for a while longer, she was detatched, she was, yet she wasn't. it was this kind of stuff that kept her going. she stayed down where she was last night and kept looking up as the stars tilted to the blue sky of day dwellers. she waited, once she had to rise she would, she hoped vosur wouldn't freak out because she wasn't breathing.