Night's Breeze [Selenus]

Psyche Terrorist, huh? Now that he undeerstood their circumstances, the title didn't sound half bad. He'd probably have to think up a codename though. Even though he's already little known, condemning yourself to eternal persecution is something only idiots and fanatics would do.

East Eden was particularly windy that night. Not that Selenus could feel the wind, but he could definitely hear the wind's restless howling (Plus it said so on the weather corner of his HUD). Another sound that helped soothe his anxiety. However this time around, Selenus had no anxiety to be calmed. Awakening to his trusty Persona Fenrir had somehow filled him with conviction and thrown all of his depression out the window. Or, at least, that's what he felt it did. Maybe - just maybe - it had only tucked it away, and it was still somewhere deep in Selenus's mind, ready to strike back. But he shouldn't think so negatively. Whatever the case was, Selenus knew that this opportunity did not come twice in a lifetime, and he planned on making very good use of it. Use that would make Newman proud of him.

His musings were interrupted by a familiar face: Straight black hair, blue eyes, and a face both food for and cause of thought...

Selenus approached the man.

"It's been a long time, Noah." Selenus greeted him from the darkness of an alleyway before stepping out.

Selenus was happy to see that Noah still remembered him, but at the same time sad at the question he posed following. "It'd be more appropiate to say that I've lost the restriction of not being able to go out alone. My master and I have... parted ways. I'm my own master now."

He realized that what he said could easily be taken the wrong way. "Don't get me wrong though; I've since then learned to restrict myself. I haven't turned into an insane murderous robot, don't worry." He chuckled. That last statement wasn't entirely true, but that was best kept a secret for now. "I see nothing else murdered you that night either... always wondered whether you made it out alive or not."

The robot dog only then noticed the fact that his old friend was wandering around in the ded of the night in a practically abandoned pathway where no one walks through at this time of night (And nearly no one walsk through it during the day anyway, mind you.) "I guess this time I caught you having a stroll, eh? Do you mind if I join you?" If Noah accepted the roposition, he'd walk towards him and level himself at his side.

"So how's your life been going? Did you find any answers to the question I left you with last time we met?"

Was he enjoying his freedom? That shouldn't be as hard of a question as it actually was. The obvious answer should've been "Yes" But as Selenus had found out the hard way, Freedom means a lot more than simply being independant. His whole life leading up to his freedom had been taking orders (Albeit, he had the choice to ignore them during the Newman period if he so wished.) but it never felt like he was being owned or controlled. Since the moment he was left alone he missed being told what to do in life, not because of submissiveness, but because he was afraid of not knowing what to do and not having the inner strength to find out for himself. Despite all of this, Selenus knew this was nothing Noah would want to hear, so he came up with a simple and direct answer: "Yes, I am.". It wouldn't even have take a relatively smart person, however, to notice the huge amount of sadness being put aside by Selenus when uttering those words. Noah would easily know Selenus was hiding something, but whether he pressed the topic further or not was up to him.

Selenus was relieved to hear that Noah wouldn't mind his company. "I've only managed to reunite with two people whom I met that day; One of them is you, and the other is another robot like me. Other than that... I doubt many survived the events that went down. I saw first hand the horrors that people were met with that day. At the very least I managed to get away safely." Yes, he and Newman escaped from the demons safely, but he never forgot the cost at which they did so. A brief mental image of the little girl who pet him that day's morning surfaced before being repressed and deleted by the robot dog. He wanted none of that right now. "Any other day I would've asked you whether life really did give you answers at all, but lately I've realized that you can't just wait around and hope for the answers to be delivered at your doorstep. You have to look hard for them."

"Hmmm..." Selenus figuratively scratched his figurative chin in deep thought. What Noah was saying carried a great deal of truth with it. "You may be right, Noah. You'll have to forgive me for bringing up such a dead horse though. I am completely unable to forget any sort of memory or detail unless I manually delete it, you see. So I would suppose I tend to give transient matters too much importance as a result of being literaly unable to forget. Sorry about that."

The sound of the wind had turned slightly lower, but even then it was still loud enough to drown out the sound of Selenus's paws clink-clanging against the pavement. Selenus, lacking further topics of conversation for the moment, looked up at the moon. He had absolutely no idea why, but since the moment he had awakened, the moon to him looked so... so...

"Beautiful, isn't it?" He inquired as he gazed in admiration at the full moon gracing the night sky. "I have no single clue why, but there's something about the moon tonight... If I didn't know any better I'd say I feel as attacted to it as an actual wolf."

Selenus let out a quiet yet firm harrumph. "I may overthink things at times, but I doubt the moon is trying to communicate with me." He chuckled. The idea didn't seem that far-fetched when compared to the events he'd just witnessed, but he still had to protest.

Silence overcoming Selenus's ears, he suddenly remembered they were actually walking as they conversed. He'd just been blindly following Noah, since he only had gto be somewhere in a couple of hours. "Where are you... we headed, if you don't mind my asking? What're you doing out so late at night anyway? Isn't it past your curfew?" Selenus teased.

"Flying to the moon?" Selenus began. "I know it's entirely possible, but I don't think I'd be able to afford the expenses. Considering that I, y'know, have literally no money. Unless NASA hires me as an astronaut for my technical ability to spend as much time on the moon as I needed to without sustinance or additional equipment, that isn't happening anytime soon." He meant that entirely as a joke, but now he wondered why they didn't just make astronaut ASSWs and cut back on several hundred thousands of dollars.

"There's no such thing as "robot years" Noah. The bodies of ASSWs don't age, so the only way of measuring our maturity is to evaluate how mature we are as individuals.If you wanted to get chronological though, I was activated nine years ago on May the 19th. I've sort of taken to calling that my birthday." Not that having a birthday was of use to him, but it was still nice to have one.

Selenus gave his answer some thought. "No, not really. I'm just killing time until it's time for me to do other important shenanigans. Why do you ask?"