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Aegle Vitus
 Posted: May 6 2016, 08:33 PM
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The sunset really did look quite pretty from on top of the dorms, Aegle thought to herself as she settled on the night darkened ledge which overlooked the school grounds. How much time had passed since then, she wondered privately, as her emerald eyes scanned the darkened campus, populated intermittently by pale globes of light. She had never been good at watching the time, which was really a pretty ironic trait for someone of her particular disposition to have. So ironic in fact, that even Aegle herself had realised the amusing contradiction of being bad at handling her time. She made up for it though, by milking every last moment she could out of every day she had, or she tried to at least. That was the whole reason she as on the roof after all, or the particular part of the roof she was on anyway. It was a stretch of unadorned rooftop that was, as far as Aegle had been able to determine, wholly inaccessible through traditional means. Had she been a little more practical in her imaginative wanderings, she might have wondered exactly how any maintenance was performed on this section of roof. Instead, Aegle had just seen a spot where few people had likely stood and had wanted to know what the world looked like from up there. Perhaps it was a result of her relatively small stature, but she had always been easily charmed by high places and the views which they might provide.

So Aegle had started working her way slowly up the side of the dormitories. Acutely aware that, were she spotted, she would probably be stopped, she'd also gone to much greater pains than she usually would have to keep her climb discreet. As a result, the climb had taken most of the afternoon, and she'd only just been in time to watch the sun go down over the west side of the campus. It had been worth it though. The sun had painted everything a lovely honey colour, and what hadn't dripped like molten gold had become a bruised red in the proceeding twilight. It had been lovely.

After that, Aegle had gone through her evening exercises. She'd been taking it easy on them for the last week or so under specific orders from more than one concerned doctor, but she'd felt strong enough to give them the whole go that night. If she was honest, it was the sunset that had inspired her. So Aegle had worked herself into a lather to burn off as much of the days remaining energy and, with it, most of her aura before she was finally satisfied. Sometimes she felt full to bursting, and it was good to let all that pent up energy out at the end of a long day.

Feeling the sweat as it cooled on her skin, and the first fledgeling chills of night as it bit through her hoodie, Aegle took in the campus in all its minute detail one last time, and then slipped towards the edge of the roof. She was small for her age, barely larger than five feet, as well as much, much lighter than any girl her size had any right to be, and she moved with a strange awkwardness. Which is not to say that she moved with any amount of difficult; To the contrary, Aegle moved with self assurance that a tight rope walker might have envied. She did limp however, and couldn't quite manage to stand up fully straight, though neither of these facts impeded her movements all that much. In fact, she had developed her own, nearly graceful gait, somewhere between a skip and a lope, as thought to complement her pigeontoed limp. Her shockingly orange mohawk, which rose twelve inches straight up in all defiance of physics, bobbed lightly in time with each step she took. Reaching the very same edge from which she had first mantled onto the roof, Aegle swung herself over and, with a loud whirring sound, lowered herself carefully onto the ornamental ledge which ran around that side of the building. Muscles tensed, Aegle shuffled crabwise along the ledge till her hand alighted upon a smooth metal conduit that ran up the side of the dormitories. Aegle was not entirely sure what this pipe was used for, though she was acutely aware of the quiet buzzing noise that came from within it. Joints clicking quietly, Aegle whirred again as she swung herself lightly out from the building and standing-straddled the pipe. Then, with a noise like an electric motor straining to move a weight far heavier than what it was designed for, she gripped the pipe and, hand over hand, began her descent. She was acutely aware of the fact that the windows on either side of the pipe, which had looked in upon empty rooms when she'd climbed it earlier, now provided occasional glimpses of life and activity. Some of the residents were already sleeping, and their windows showed only darkness, but some showed individual members or whole teams living their private lives. Aegle, acutely aware of the fact that she probably shouldn't spy on people, tried not to look too much as she worked her way carefully down the pipe. She was also glad that the cold climate of the campus meant most of the windows were closed, because her passage was not a quiet one. Excepting the occasional grunt of effort as she sought some sort of foot hold, Aegle didn't make much noise. Instead, an air of audible, mechanical strain hung about her like a miasma. It was the sound of small motors, too many to count, which were at the limit and, had any windows actually been open, the occupants of the rooms they looked into were sure to hear. Aegle glanced down considerately. She was just past the third floor which meant a drop of at least forty feet. If her aura had been full, she could have probably made that leap with relative ease. Given that she'd spent at least an hour depleting her aura, though, she was more likely to break a leg if she tried jumping now. Hindsight really was 20/20. Resigned, Aegle resumed her slow and, for her at least ,agonizingly slow descent...
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 Posted: May 7 2016, 12:38 AM
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It had been a long day, one Fate had spent sparring. Mostly, she was giving a reason to show more of her strength, but the matches did end up helping her learn a few things. Even still, her long day meant her skin was still cooling off from overheating for most of the day. Luckily for her, Fate's skin quite literally couldn't feel temperature, the nerves just weren't built in. She can sense temperature, and there were sensors in her skin to read her overall skin temperature, but the actual feeling of temperature wasn't possible. This was why when she had gotten back, she had thrown open her window and gone to sleep almost immediately.

The wind had mostly closed her window, leaving it as a small crack that looked closed from the outside. The telltale sound of straining motors woke Fate with a jump. That was a sound she hadn't heard since her first year of life, when she was still getting used to her limits. The first thing she did was check all her systems to see if she was creaking herself, but found nothing. It was at this point she realized the noise was coming from outside her window and slightly to the left. Fate stood up, her pajamas slipping over her mechanical joints and concealing them. Stepping to the window, she quietly opened it and leaned out.

As she looked around, trying to find the source of the noise, her eyes ended up settling upon a small mohawked girl clambering down a pipe to her left. It took Fate a few moments of simply staring at the strange sight before noticing the whirring was coming from her. Fate was currently alone in a second story room, having requested solitude specifically due to wanting to hide her robotic nature. This girl clambering down the pipe was about a story above her and looked to be descending quite slowly and painfully.

"What are you doing up there?" Fate called up to the girl, trying not to be too loud so as not to wake any others. The cat ears on her head twitched in the night wind, and she put a hand to her forehead and sighed. "That looks quite difficult, if you can you should come through here and simply leave that way." Fate gestured into the room she was in, looking at the girl and the small distance between the pipe and Fate's window. She was the closest window to said pipe, but it still wasn't exactly adjacent. "If you need I could go out and carry you, but I would rather not have to." The words were tired, but were still laced with concern for her well being. After all, this girl hadn't done anything wrong, it wouldn't do for her to fall down three stories and seriously injure herself, possibly worse.
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 Posted: May 7 2016, 04:51 PM
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It was with a slow, agonized whine that Aegle came to an uncertain halt in her descent, before each of her joints gave an aggrieved click in an effort to hold her position. Her muscles, for there part, were burning pretty loudly with the strain already, and stopping part way down was doing them just as many favours as the poor motors which had woken Fate up.
"What are you doing up there?"
With all the deliberate care one could expect from someone dangling above an uncertain fate on unforgiving ground, Aegle slowly looked down. She wasn't exactly scared. She'd climbed all the way up to the roof after all, and heights didn't really bother her. Neither was she bothered by the uncomfortable reality of what a long fall would do to her That being said, she wore an expression of almost comical concentration as she hung in place and tried to see who was talking to her.
"I'm climbing." She said back in the hushed tones of effort typical of people who were trying to be quiet and be heard at the exact same time. In Aegle's case, this attempt at audible discretion sounded much more like a shout. "What does it look like?"
Despite the apparent strain of her precarious situation, Aegle's potentially rhetorical question didn't carry with it a hint of sarcasm of incredulity. In fact, it sounded like a wholly genuine inquiry, as though she honestly wondered what her actions must have looked like from below.
"I wasn't spyin' or nothin'..." She added, though she did so much more quietly and more to herself, having recently entertained concerns that her actions might be taken for just that. "Just climbin' down from the roof..."

Turning her attention back to the delicate operation of descent, which turned out to be a bit trickier than ascent had been, Aegle's motorized efforts resumed. A moment later, the voice from below called up again. Aegle hadn't been able to get a very good look at its owner, given that her attention was rather dominated by the wall she was in the process of climbing down. It was a clear voice though, and easy to make out even despite the attempts to remain quiet.
"That looks quite difficult," The voice said, sounding concerned.
"Well s'not easy..." Aegle muttered, and was tempted to ask how difficult climbing down a drain pipe was supposed to be. This wouldn't have been a sarcastic question either, but a inquiry just as genuine as the one before. Was climbing difficult for other people, she wondered. "If you can you should come through here and simply leave that way."
Once more, Aegle paused in her descent and risked a glance down to the lower floors. She still had a story and a bit to go, but the invitingly open window certainly seemed a preferable to the remaining trip down the pipe. Perhaps sensing her brief indecision, the voice, which Aegle still hadn't gotten a very good look at, added,
"If you need I could go out and carry you, but I would rather not have to."
Aegle frowned and, muscles protesting, resumed her measured descent.
"No thank you." She replied, a bit more tersely than she might have if she weren't supporting her body weight with her fingers and toes. With continued mechanical whining and the occasional grunt of effort, Aegle worked her way down till she was just above the voice's window. Her arms were aching by that point, and her heart was hammering a staccato in her chest and ears. She glanced quickly to the open window, adjusted her footing against the wall, and tightened her grip on the pipe.
"I think I'm gonna have to jump." the orange haired girl said in a remarkably level, nearly conversational way, like she was discussing nothing more important than the weather. "Just back up a little so I don't hit you."
Carefully, she took one hand off the pipe and reached down the back of her hoodie. With a quiet grunt of effort, and a slow shifting of her feet, her hand searched and probed for the dial secreted beneath her clothes. Finding it, she let out a relieved sigh as she turned it up and made the rest of her body immediately feel lighter. Her whole posture changed in that moment. Accompanied by a quiet, low frequency motorized whirring, Aegle seemed to relax where she hung, as if she'd just hit her second wind. Smiling slightly, she glanced over at the window again and slowly swayed back and forth where she hung, as if gauging how far she needed to jump.
"Alright. Here I come." she said confidently, before swinging as far back as she could go and tossing herself bodily from the pipe. The window swung up towards her like it was on the end of a pendulum, and Aegle grabbed quickly at the sill as it rose up to meet her. She pulled herself over it before her fall could carry her past it, which resulted in a very heavy, meaty 'thwump' as her fall abruptly ended with her doubled over the window sill.
"Oof..." Aegle groaned, a second or two too late, before she poured herself awkwardly into Fate's room, headfirst. Then, with a weak somersault that was more the result of gravity than anything else, she tumbled off the windowsill and fell, splayed out on her back, just in front of it. That had not gone the way she had expected it to at all, the window sill had been a lot harder and travelling a lot faster than she'd expected.
"Piece of cake." She muttered, mostly to herself, as she waited for her heart to stop pounding in her ears. Then, shifting slowly forward, she sat up with an inordinately loud whirring sound and, once more, reached back down through the neck hole of her hoodie. A few moments later, with a quiet winding down sound, her body grew visibly heavier and her posture considerably more slouched. Only then did she look at where she'd ended up.
"Ya the only one here?" She asked incredulously, somewhat surprised to find a room that wasn't occupied by a full four person team.
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"Just back up a little so I don't hit you."

At the words, Fate pulled her head back into the window and moved aside. When the mohawked girl tumbled through her window, she sighed and offered a hand to help her up. When she fully stood and looked around the room, inquiring about her solitude, Fate nodded before speaking in a much lighter tone. "Yes, I am alone in this room. I requested a private room, and I suppose my reasons were sufficient to warrant it." She once more offered her hand, though this time she did so in greeting instead of assistance. "My name is Fate, it is a pleasure to meet you. Even if it is because you were clambering down a pipe in the middle of the night and ended up tumbling through my window." Fate smiled at the small girl in front of her, not exactly seeing where the sound of mechanical whirring was coming from. That didn't matter much, Fate was mostly just curious about it, as she was about many things.
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 Posted: May 9 2016, 09:08 AM
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With one hand still supporting her battered stomach, (landing on it was not the sort of thing she could just walk off without enough excess aura to burn) Aegle shifted her attention from the strangely spartan room to its lone inhabitant. She visibly tried to stand up straighter when confronted with Fate five and a half feet of height, even though she was well used to being shorter than everyone she met. Unsurprisingly, her efforts to straighten up were impeded by the perpetual slouch that curled her slender shoulders.
"You must be somethin' special if they let you have your own room." Aegle observed mildly. She didn't really mean anything by the statement, and certainly didn't suspect that the apparent faunus before her was really a very advanced android, and said it more because she hadn't gotten her own room. In fact, she shared her room with a boy and whatever the heck Zi was, and she could have done without being around Ellie's constant concern, especially when going to sleep made taking off her brace a necessity. This is not to say that Aegle drew any comparisons between her own living conditions and Fate's. Her attention was, in fact, far too focused on the apparent faunus in question for her to even begin thinking about the frustratingly motherly treatment one of her teammates inflicted upon her.
"My name is Aegle. S'a pleasure to meet'cha." Aegle chirped by way of greeting, as her small hand slipped into the grip of Fate's. It was a calloused hand, covered in rough edges and crisscrossed with all kinds of scars, some of which looked very recent, like she made a habit of punching rose bushes. Her fingers also had a very inflexible quality to them, like they didn't bend very easily, and her knuckles felt hard as wrought iron, and had clearly been strengthened with ungentle use. Aegle's green eyes lingered on Fate's ears, while her smile twitched uncertainly, like it wanted to get bigger but was thinking better of it.
"Oh hey, you're a Faunus." She said, and it was obvious from the way she said it that she both found that fact very surprising and was trying not to let on just how surprising she found it. Given that Aegle had about as much guile as a thin sheet of well washed glass, she didn't exactly succeed in masking her surprise either. "Heh, guess it's no wonder ya heard me comin'." She added lightly, with the air of someone who wanted to seem knowledgeable and worldly, but was really quite inexperienced and ignorant.
"S'that why you have your own room then?" And, in a continuation of classic Aegle behaviour, she went right ahead and gave voice to a question that no other person, in their right mind, would have dared ask. Faunus were not altogether unheard of in Mantle, and Ares was a big enough city that even the comparatively small percentage of the population they made up resulted in a decently sized community. That being said, it was not impossible for someone to go years without interacting with a Faunus; Faunus were marginalized far more greatly in Mantle than in the other kingdoms, and tended to stick to themselves out of sheer necessity. It was this reclusive behaviour which Aegle, whose understanding of the Faunus was mostly limited to one teammate whom she didn't yet know all that well, was referring to when she asked her thoughtless question.

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"I," Fate ended up at a loss of words, unable to come up with a proper response to Aegle's rather blunt comments. She rose an eyebrow before shaking her head slightly. "I am a faunus, yes. I suppose that did have something to do with my acquisition of my own room, though there were many other factors involved. It was clear Aegle's knowledge of the faunus, as well as parts of proper manners, was rather limited. Even still, she seemed nice enough, and clearly didn't have any ill intentions. So Fate smiled at her, gesturing towards her door.

"I suppose you ought to be getting back to your own room Aegle. If you need assistance, I would be glad to offer it." This time, she offered her arm to lean on, perfectly willing to help this girl back to her room. "As for how I heard you coming, it was partially due to faunus ears, but mostly the sound of straining motors is one I have not heard in years. It was, a strange blast from the past I suppose." Her smile grew, and the words were implied that she simply heard the sound in her day to day life previously, which in a way was true. Fate quickly checked her skin heat and inwardly sighed in relief to see she was completely cooled off, if a bit unnaturally cold to the touch.
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 Posted: May 10 2016, 07:24 PM
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From the way that Aegle regarded Fate, which is to say openly and amicably, it was fairly obvious that she had not the faintest inkling that she'd said anything which might have been considered rude. This went quite a ways to exemplifying the very special relationship which the orange haired girl had with what civilized society would consider proper manners. She gave off the impression of the sort of person who, were she ever intentionally rude to somebody, that somebody would have no doubts as to Aegle's intentions.
"No thanks." She chirped lightly, though perhaps a bit too quickly, as she waved off Fate's offered arm as well as her assistance. She continued to wear an amiable smile, which had been impacted only slightly by something less easily identified, as she crossed easily towards the door. Her gait still had that leaden quality which one might associate with a very long and active day, like every part of her body was just a little heavier than usual, but she had no apparent difficulty walking. That isn't to say she walked without an apparent limp, only that the limp did not appear to impede her. Moving like one leg was just slightly longer than the other, Aegle flowed from one step to the next in an almost graceful rhythm which, though certainly not the way most people walked, looked no less easy and well practised.
"Oh, heh... Yeah." She murmured with an absent titter, "Ya know, I barely even hear it anymore." Turning to face Fate, Aegle cocked her head to the side and rolled her shoulders. The movement produced a querulous sound, like two servo-motors squabbling. Her green eyes, which had grown unfocused as she listened, sharpened their attention back on Fate before another giggle broke out of her mouth. All the while, her countenance maintained that openness that seemed to suggest every emotion which entered her head would shortly be displayed upon her face. To wit, the moment when she actually thought about what Fate had said was pretty obvious, because her smile went from broad and friendly to slightly vacant and then, rather abruptly, vaguely confused. Once again, there was the look in her eyes that seemed to suggest she was refocusing her attention on Fate, before she deliberately, and rather obviously, gave Fate's entire body a scrutinizing appraisal. The puzzled smile was still present when Aegle's emerald eyes finally settled on Fate's once more, the depth of her confusion especially captured in the very slight furrowing of her brow. She stared intently into Fate's eyes for a moment longer, well beyond the point where most people would have become uncomfortable with prolonged eye contact, then appeared to make her mind up on something.
"Didja have a service robot when you were growin' up or somethin'?" Much like her face left no doubt as to what she was feeling, Aegle tended to make comments and ask questions that left little doubt as to what she might be thinking. Having picked out the strangely specific mention of familiarity and evident nostalgia for the sound of hard working motors, she'd been unable to think of any plausible circumstance which would bring Fate to have such feelings. Her best guess had drawn on her own personal experience, rather than any she might have expected the faunus stranger to have had. Aegle had a lot of experience with service androids, one of the many conveniences Atlas possessed in so far as medicine and health care were concerned, and had spent a great deal of time around them in the past decade. Yet Fate was an evidently healthy, fully capable person, and there was no apparent reason she should have had any prolonged experience with robotic servitors of any kind.
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"Didja have a service robot when you were growin' up or somethin'?"

Aegle's words caused Fate to look away in embarrassment. Though it took a moment, as Fate had to actually will it to happen, a blush spread across her cheeks. "Or something. My family tinkered a lot with various robotics, straining motors was commonplace when I was young." Once again, a statement that was technically completely true, though in a different way then she implied. After all, her "family" did tinker with lots of robotics, and while she was young her motors were straining quite a bit. "Truth be told, you look exhausted. If you would let me, I would like to walk you back to your room, simply to assure myself you get there safely." Fate walked to her door, opening it and gesturing towards the now open passage. "After you." Of all the things that could be said about Fate, that she was disrespectful or had poor manners were not among them. And so she held her door open for Aegle, waiting for her to exit so she could follow behind and help her along if need be.
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"Sounds like my brother would be pretty at home in your family." Aegle commented lightly, before a quickly adding, "... One of them at least."
Suspecting nothing untoward, nor that any reinterpretation of the truth had taken place, the orange haired girl regarded the open door thoughtfully. She didn't really like it when people opened doors for her. While she understood that it was simple good manners and, indeed, something she'd been taught to do from a young age, she'd developed a much different perspective of it in the latter half of her life.
"I promise..." She told Fate gravely as she walked through the door, "I'm not gonna collapse on the way to my room."
It was a bit too easy to get defensive about that sort of thing and, while Aegle could not be accused of being either introspective nor particularly intuitive of the emotions and intentions of others, she at least recognized that Fate's concern might be born out of reasons other than the blatantly obvious. All the same, she tugged down the sleeves of her hoodie, to keep the silvery loops that wrapped around her wrists from being visible. That Aegle thought for even a second that this obfuscation would conceal her brace, when Fate had already made it abundantly clear that she had been, and in fact still was, listening to it, should have been a pretty clear indication of how much she understood guile.
"So didja grow up in the city? Does yer family own a shop or somethin'?" Aegle asked as they walked before, without waiting for Fate to answer, idly divulging that, "Vulcan was gonna get work at one of the local repair places if the whole thing with the army hadn't worked out." The fact that Fate probably didn't know who Vulcan was didn't seem to occur to Aegle.
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Fate laughed when Aegle stated her brother would seem at home with her family. "I highly doubt that. My family is, let us say not very welcoming. They do not particularly understand the concept of hospitality. They are good people though, and I can not say I dislike them." Even with Aegle's defensive comment and assurance that she would be fine, Fate slipped out of her room after her. She stayed behind Aegle, mostly because she didn't know the way to her room. Of course, now was about the time Fate was realizing she was still in her pajamas, and she hadn't walked around in them for an extended period time for a while.

"They do not own a shop, they are more of...hobby tinkerers. As for growing up in the city, while I did I did not get to see it very often. I had a lot of responsibilities that kept me at home through my childhood." She smiled at Aegle's back, not completely realizing she wouldn't be able to see it. However, her face turned into a frown, and her hands tugged on her sleeves. While the sleeves were long enough to cover Fate's robo bits, they were still slightly shorter than her normal shirts, and it made her a little uncomfortable. "I presume Vulcan is your brother, correct?" It was a rather easy conclusion to come to, but it was better to ask than to assume.
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