Osozo
A month was just about Osozo's entire existence, despite the older knowledge in their mind, a disconnect that had their face dropping for a moment, like they weren't sure how to parse it. The colour from their eyes faded to a dull white while they slipped, though it returned in a flash to a violent green, just as the smile popped back in place, as if it had never gone.
They looked up at Josh as he approached, a quiet amusement in their own eyes, the quirk of their brow. It was as much for the situation as it was for the other man himself, unlike anyone Osozo had interacted with. "I am a prototype. The first being made wholly by my mother." They did not mention the Voice yet, waiting to be asked. "What's an android?'
They looked up at Josh as he approached, a quiet amusement in their own eyes, the quirk of their brow. It was as much for the situation as it was for the other man himself, unlike anyone Osozo had interacted with. "I am a prototype. The first being made wholly by my mother." They did not mention the Voice yet, waiting to be asked. "What's an android?'
Now this is where I'm meant to be
