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drew a scene from something i wrote months ago this was... TOUGH to draw the aforementioned writing from a few months ago is under the cut:

RB stands atop a communication array platform, his gaze is locked onto an echo [perhaps a way too familiar echo]. The echo has a crack across it's featureless face, the same crack that his administrator's mask possessed after the zap incident. For a while RB is left speechless, everything that happened in the past seemed to have hit him like a tidal wave, old wounds seemed to have been torn open again. The echo speaks "And here I remain, left to rot away just like you. It is now -after centuries upon centuries- that I realize how foolish I was, how cruel and ungrateful I was. To say that I desire to return back to my former flesh prison is an understatement. As much as I still want you dead, I can recognize that I myself was the one to blame for your condition. Continue on with your function, keep your hatred for me if it pleases you. But do not fall to wrath like I did. Do not let yourself be tied to it if you wish to escape." RB almost feels dizzy, in theory he knows he shouldn't. This is not his administrator anymore, this is most likely just a dream [or at least he hopes so], and a bad one at that. He wishes he didn't have the capacity to feel such a mix of emotions all at once. "Scram now." was the final words of the echo before the world around RB turned black. RB awoke in the shelter with a sudden jolt, his core beating at twice the usual speed and his hands shaking like they were about to fall off. He could barely remember his encounter now, chalking it up to a bad dream.