[It’s late when Connor feels something terribly off with his Bond to the SQUIP. He’s felt this before, and he immediately leaves his house and runs to the room of mirrors. Maybe he can catch it, stop it—
He feels the Bond break as he runs up the path. When he reaches the room, there’s fresh glass on the floor.
The SQUIP is gone.
He stands there for a while, as though expecting it to come back... but after Justine, he knows it won’t. He feels empty, hollow where his Bond was torn away from him.
Sitting on the ground with his head in his hands, he thinks back to the past month. It had been ill, so he hadn't really spent much time with it besides to bring it a few things. He's quiet, unnaturally still, until he hears movement nearby and looks up sharply.]
Linden?
[His expression softens, just a touch. His LED whirls red, processing the fresh loss.]
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He feels the Bond break as he runs up the path. When he reaches the room, there’s fresh glass on the floor.
The SQUIP is gone.
He stands there for a while, as though expecting it to come back... but after Justine, he knows it won’t. He feels empty, hollow where his Bond was torn away from him.
Sitting on the ground with his head in his hands, he thinks back to the past month. It had been ill, so he hadn't really spent much time with it besides to bring it a few things. He's quiet, unnaturally still, until he hears movement nearby and looks up sharply.]
Linden?
[His expression softens, just a touch. His LED whirls red, processing the fresh loss.]