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With Koromaru at his side, Falcon walks inside the entrance to Tartarus, curiously looking around the giant entrance hallway. His scanners indicate so, so much Shadow activity just barely above them, but it seems that here, for now, there is nothing. The room is stange, though; it both seems to stretch on forever, yet ends where the floor does. The staircase leading up, presumably, goes into Tartarus proper.
Tartarus is just kind of like that. Shinji still wants to know how turning into a tower and back every night for years didn't make the school building less stable.
Koromaru hasn't been on the very bottom floors before, since the team was done with those when he joined. It's weird how much it still looks kind of like the school usually does.
Falcon's sensors are on high alert, keeping track of the surrounding Shadow, though from what he can tell, they're just small fry. It'd be pertinent to avoid as many of them as possible, but...
The atmosphere in Tartarus is certainly... oppressive. It tugs at his consciousness, as if purposely trying to tire him out. Still, he can't say he's not intrigued by his surroundings.
"This building really does defy all logic, doesn't it?"
"Hah, of course," he gives Koromaru a sideway smirk, "if any of these small fry were a threat, I think I'd have to revoke my status as an Anti-Shadow Suppression Weapon."
And indeed- when a pair of Shadows does manage to creep up on them, corenering them in a hallway, it doesn't take more than a single round of bullets to dispatch them. The pair of Cowardly Mayas melt into the ground before they even have a chance to attack.
"Hah, well. I suppose she is my sister, in a way." There's a pause. "A fellow weapon, in any case, but 'sister' has a nicer ring to it, I believe." That's what mother used to say, anyway.
His exchange with the one residing here was brief, and uncomfortable. Mostly because he was still under the influence of Shido's programming.
... He should probably go find her, sometime. As wary as he is about the Kirijo Group and those affiliated with it... maybe they can compare notes. 'Catch up', or something. She's probably not his Aigis, but it'd be nice to talk to someone who, for a lack of better words, understands what it's like to be a sentient machine.
Koromaru doesn't know if Aigis had any brothers before, or about here-Aigis as opposed to home-Aigis. But she'd probably be willing to talk. There aren't that many metal people around.
"Considering my unique status as a machine among my ilk... I doubt so. As far as I'm aware, I was the only model designed with a more masculine frame in mind."
Not that he really cares about that all too much. A body is a body, isn't it? Though obviously, he's very happy with the body his mother made him, and wouldn't want a different one.
"Hah, that's one way to describe us." Metal people. It certainly is a dog's way of looking at things, isn't it?
Aigis has said before that she's not a girl, she's just Aigis.
The next unfortunate Shadow to cross their path, Koromaru deals with. It's nice to let Cerberus out for combat instead of just showing off that he can, even if it's about two seconds' worth of summoning either way.
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He gives Koromaru a grateful scritch, before turning his attention to Tartarus, readying his combat protocols.
"No time like the present, I suppose. Let's go in."
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"Come on," he says, and ascends the staircase.
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Koromaru hasn't been on the very bottom floors before, since the team was done with those when he joined. It's weird how much it still looks kind of like the school usually does.
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The atmosphere in Tartarus is certainly... oppressive. It tugs at his consciousness, as if purposely trying to tire him out. Still, he can't say he's not intrigued by his surroundings.
"This building really does defy all logic, doesn't it?"
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"Target eliminated," Falcon grins.
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His exchange with the one residing here was brief, and uncomfortable. Mostly because he was still under the influence of Shido's programming.
... He should probably go find her, sometime. As wary as he is about the Kirijo Group and those affiliated with it... maybe they can compare notes. 'Catch up', or something. She's probably not his Aigis, but it'd be nice to talk to someone who, for a lack of better words, understands what it's like to be a sentient machine.
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Not that he really cares about that all too much. A body is a body, isn't it? Though obviously, he's very happy with the body his mother made him, and wouldn't want a different one.
"Hah, that's one way to describe us." Metal people. It certainly is a dog's way of looking at things, isn't it?
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The next unfortunate Shadow to cross their path, Koromaru deals with. It's nice to let Cerberus out for combat instead of just showing off that he can, even if it's about two seconds' worth of summoning either way.
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Koromaru handily defeats the Shadow, and Falcon praises the dog with a grin.
"Good boy."