Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160910210542/@comment-28358106-20160911024504

"Little paperclip...ah, you must mean Mr. Crinkles." Adelaide relaxes visibly. "She's been looking for that thing for weeks now. I must say, a most curious obsession.  She seems to believe it cam speak."

"Because it can," I say, picking Asja up.

"I say, what was that, Doctor?"

"I said, because it can," I say again, setting her down on a nearby couch, her back facing out. "It was the first significant object she saw in her life, and so represents a link between her two personalities, an anchor to the tangible. It gives voice to part of her conscience she wouldn't otherwise have access to.  Normalcy is something she needs, and she finds it in that paperclip.  Doesn't pay to ask why."

I pull up her shirt, open a back panel and begin resetting her failsafe. "That's why you have a chance now, Los. If you can replace that normalcy, she won't need to listen to voices anymore."

"One hopes not," Adelaide says, folding her arms and smiling at Los. "So, you're pursuing Asja, Mr. Hominiac? That's quite...noble of you."