Welcome to Gaia! ::

"Well...I don't really know..." Amnity said as she lead Vosa down the street on his leash. The dog saw a cat across the road though and he suddenly began tugging on the leash, trying vainly to chase after the cat. Amnity didn't budge, she didn't even seem to notice that the giant dog was trying it's best to pull her around. "Why don't you start explaining to me some of the human emotions I probably don't understand. We got love down, you don't need to tell me any more about that one. What are some other ones?"

"Umm..." Amnity thought about it. She brought up what she knew about it. Sad was in the word sadness, so there must be a correlation between the 2. "I know it makes you feel hurt...Really hurt. I've experienced it a few times in my life."
She looked forward, then pulled Vosa because he was falling back a bit. "It's dangerous if I do feel extreme sadness though. Remember when Laviatar got attack and I suddenly felt so suicidal? My mechanical parts began getting attached to my organic parts, mainly my brain. It's not supposed to happen. Cybornetic should never mix with Organic parts." She shrugged. "That's why I left really, to get myself fixed."

"Ah, I know that one well." Amnity said, despite herself. "I experience nervousness at times. Nervous for Laviatar's safety...The safety of some citizens....When I'm in battle though, it kind of just melts away." She petted Vosa on the head. He was a bit obedient now, he slowed down his pace and followed his master just so he won't get yelled at again. "How about you? Do you feel nervous or sad?"

Amnity and Vosa stopped, looking over at the news crew people. She shrugged. "If we lay low for a while, they'll loose interest and eventually drop the subject." She knelt down and petted Vosa on the head. "You thinking what I'm thinking boy?" The doberman let out a bark. The soldier smiled before letting go of the leash...

"Hello, I'm Adam East reporting to you live in the streets of Sarit. We havn't found any- Woah!!!" The news reporter suddenly looked frightened of the giant doberman sniffing his shoes. "Whose dog is this? That the!?" The leash was still around Vosa. The dog got it caught around the news reporter's feet, then tugged the leash with his teeth. The man began to loose balance, then fell over in front of the camera.

The soldier laughed, then shrugged. "Well, not what I had in mind, but still very affective."

Amnity continued to laugh. Vosa trotted back over to Amnity, his head held up high in triumph. She knelt down and petted her dog. "Good boy! I'm so proud of you." She laughed, then held his leash again and lead him down the street. "It's nice...And you know what I think?" She looked at Zahz, then grinned. "I think you like being considered a hero...You want to be recognized for your kindness."

Amnity still had the smirk on her face. She went on ahead and continued down the street, her dog just sniffing the sidewalk as they walked. "What should we do now? Are there anymore emotions that I may not know about?"

Amnity closed her eyes and thought. "In fact I have...Multiple times actually." She opened her eyes and continued to walk down the road. "There were times where I feared that some of my comrades would parish in battle...Also, Sometimes I fear that what I'm fighting for...What I'm living for...That it's nothing...That it's a lost cause." She paused, then looked at him quizzically. "Why do you ask?"

Amnity looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "...Alright. A bit mysterious of you, but I guess that answer will do." Vosa let out a bark, talking to another dog as it passed by them. "What do you want to do now? Are we almost done with the mission? I have a lot to ask you about many things I don't understand. But hell, I have the rest of my life to find out..."