Thousands upon thousands of stars shone in the night sky. They were bright and hopeful. Children wished on them and lover kissed under them, safe in each others arms. They flew across the heavens with long white and blue dresses following them, like angels watching over the quiet city while its protectors were away. But one young girl sat quietly on the docks alone. She had no one by her, no lover, no one to call "friend". She watched as the waves quietly swept past her dangling feet and lapped underneath the dock and she sighed heavily before turning her emerald eyes to the sky.
"Where are you?" She asked to no one as she looked into the sky. Her chest cavity hurt for some reason. It was an empty feeling, like some thing important was missing when she knew nothing was. All scans had shown her to be in tip-top shape, perfect functioning order, so why did she feel like she was missing the most important component in the world?
She tried to tell herself that is was all the quirk in the programming, that she was simply feeding herself the info that she needed to feel this way. But it didn't lessen the empty feeling, it didn't lessen the misery. She let her artificial air sacks release the useless air they had been storing and it swept over her mechanical voice box to produce a soft sound. She clutched her metallic knees to her ice cold chest and looked deeply into the water below registered that there was a salty breeze blowing from behind her, but she really couldn't feel it as it swept her pink hair past her face.
She missed them to be completely honest. She missed having friends she could talk to, people to laugh with, someone to hug when she was tired after a long day of fighting. No matter how many times she told herself that she was just experiencing correctly functioning programming, she still couldn't shake the feeling that she was alone.
Completely and utterly alone on a planet full of people who would never understand her.
The stars reflected off the water and shined like diamonds in the cool ocean. And though she couldn't explain it, water leaked out of Jinmay's eyes as she sat on the dock trying to figure out while she felt so lonely when she was just a machine.
Tee hee, I'm so evil when it comes to people calling Jinmay a machine. I don't know It's just something I notice most people doing when the write for her, she just loves Chiro cause her programming says she has to. Yay angsty Jinmay!
I'll update eventually, until then later!