Crying Piano~Part 3
The Golden Ostrich
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Author's Note: told from Angel's POV...
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He wouldn't kiss me...I don't really mind, although it's certainly a first...I just don't understand why. Well no, I think I do, and that's what's bothering...my suspicions are setting off alarm bells in my head.
R. Dorothy...I called her a foul-tempered android because I was angry and needed to keep my composurer as best as possible in light of the situation. I hardly think her to be foul-tempered because an emotionless being can't be foul or have a temper. But Roger seems to think otherwise...he thinks she does have emotions...
At least that's the conclusion I've come to. There can be no other reason.
Alan said that there was no one Roger cared for more...how can he have the audacity to love a machine? What's wrong with simple humans? Are we not good enough, not perfect enough for the high and mighty negotiator?
No...I'm speaking in anger and haste again. I forget that Dorothy is a human in mechanical form...is that the catch? Is that what makes these unorthodox affections acceptable in his beautiful eyes? I've looked into those eyes and I just can't belief that Dorothy would ever be able to see the torn man that lies behind them.
I don't honestly have any hostilities against her...she can't help what she is and what she allegedly isn't. But it's not natural for a human to love an android, and because I need to stay concealed in society, what choice do I have but to treat her coldly?
Yet...then it is also required that I treat Roger in the same manner...Angel, do you have the heart to do that? I know I should; he's forsaken me and I have no reason to harbor affections for him any longer. The only thing holding us together still is our battle against Paradigm and Rosewater...
Is that enough? Can I forgive a man who's thrown me to the wind for the sake of a steel imitation?
We crossed paths the other day and he told me that she destroyed the keyboard of his piano...I asked why and he said she was frustrated. One of them must be insane; an android can't be frustrated anymore than I can grow wings. I asked him what he meant by this and he said neither of them knew.
Either Roger is making her human in his own little mind or there's more than wires and metal to Dorothy. I have no way of knowing which it is, but I don't much like for either scenario.
What the hell is wrong with you, Angel? Why do you care so much? I really need to focus on my Union duties and block their affairs out.
But I do care and I can't block them out and I don't think I want to. It's so much easier to absorb yourself in the problems of others, rather than your own...
Yet this is my problem too, if I intend to keep loving a man who loves an android. And I'm not sure if I do...
This angel needs to alight back to the heavens.
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Author's Note: okay, that's the last of these! The plot is getting a little old, but I think Angel has an interesting POV. I'm running out of characters anyway...please review!
The Golden Ostrich
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Author's Note: told from Angel's POV...
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He wouldn't kiss me...I don't really mind, although it's certainly a first...I just don't understand why. Well no, I think I do, and that's what's bothering...my suspicions are setting off alarm bells in my head.
R. Dorothy...I called her a foul-tempered android because I was angry and needed to keep my composurer as best as possible in light of the situation. I hardly think her to be foul-tempered because an emotionless being can't be foul or have a temper. But Roger seems to think otherwise...he thinks she does have emotions...
At least that's the conclusion I've come to. There can be no other reason.
Alan said that there was no one Roger cared for more...how can he have the audacity to love a machine? What's wrong with simple humans? Are we not good enough, not perfect enough for the high and mighty negotiator?
No...I'm speaking in anger and haste again. I forget that Dorothy is a human in mechanical form...is that the catch? Is that what makes these unorthodox affections acceptable in his beautiful eyes? I've looked into those eyes and I just can't belief that Dorothy would ever be able to see the torn man that lies behind them.
I don't honestly have any hostilities against her...she can't help what she is and what she allegedly isn't. But it's not natural for a human to love an android, and because I need to stay concealed in society, what choice do I have but to treat her coldly?
Yet...then it is also required that I treat Roger in the same manner...Angel, do you have the heart to do that? I know I should; he's forsaken me and I have no reason to harbor affections for him any longer. The only thing holding us together still is our battle against Paradigm and Rosewater...
Is that enough? Can I forgive a man who's thrown me to the wind for the sake of a steel imitation?
We crossed paths the other day and he told me that she destroyed the keyboard of his piano...I asked why and he said she was frustrated. One of them must be insane; an android can't be frustrated anymore than I can grow wings. I asked him what he meant by this and he said neither of them knew.
Either Roger is making her human in his own little mind or there's more than wires and metal to Dorothy. I have no way of knowing which it is, but I don't much like for either scenario.
What the hell is wrong with you, Angel? Why do you care so much? I really need to focus on my Union duties and block their affairs out.
But I do care and I can't block them out and I don't think I want to. It's so much easier to absorb yourself in the problems of others, rather than your own...
Yet this is my problem too, if I intend to keep loving a man who loves an android. And I'm not sure if I do...
This angel needs to alight back to the heavens.
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Author's Note: okay, that's the last of these! The plot is getting a little old, but I think Angel has an interesting POV. I'm running out of characters anyway...please review!