07-22-2013, 02:41 AM
Robin looked up. "Good afternoon, Liam." She rubbed her hands against her knees; it was an odd tick her background programming had picked up when she had unknown data built up. She noted that it was similar to the common stress-causer of anxiety. "She is, for the most part, healthy as an ox, but there has been a decline in her immune system and in addition to that, she has been finding it harder and harder to eat and sleep." She paused.
"I also cannot locate a cause of the problem despite all of my tests. I will be asking Star if I may test some of the healing serum before I seek out more desperate measures." She looked up at him. "However, she is in no immediate danger of expiration. In fact, I estimate she still has twenty, twenty-five years, thanks to my various programs and her own young age during a time of incredible medical changes."
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!