Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5490216-20140918195527/@comment-5490216-20141006023926

"Machines..." James repeated. She's trying to goad me.

He went down the stairs to the penthouse and found the second elevator that would take them down. He stepped in.

"I am the one who helped make her the way she is now. And I don't believe it made her necessarily happy, initially, but it's a more fulfilling life.than standing around expected to bear the children of some noble, forever looking pretty, but ultimately boring.

"No, we aren't machines. Machines do as they are designed to. Neither of us followed our family's designs. That makes us engineers."

He queued the elevator to descend to the lobby.