Chelldon had no idea what to think, he may no longer be bleeding but he was in pain still and their was promises of cake and Wheatley was skipping... it was all very jarring. He stuck beside the man was they navigated the hallway and passed the man/robot/core that Wheatley named Gary. He was sure that no matter how primitive Gary was, he was probably smarter than the Wheatley.
Everyone was smarter than Wheatley. Well, almost everything. Not the very bright yellowly dressed young man/android, in what seemed to be a astronaut helmet, that flew through the halls almost knocking Wheatley and himself over as he cried 'spaaaaaaace' loudly, whipping down the hallway.
Oh and there went the complimentary team of doctor. Ah the joys of a corrupted core, he really hoped Wheatley never got corrupted.
Or maybe he already was? Chelldon couldn't help giving Wheatley a sideways look.
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Date: 2012-05-03 06:53 pm (UTC)Everyone was smarter than Wheatley. Well, almost everything. Not the very bright yellowly dressed young man/android, in what seemed to be a astronaut helmet, that flew through the halls almost knocking Wheatley and himself over as he cried 'spaaaaaaace' loudly, whipping down the hallway.
Oh and there went the complimentary team of doctor. Ah the joys of a corrupted core, he really hoped Wheatley never got corrupted.
Or maybe he already was? Chelldon couldn't help giving Wheatley a sideways look.