"Well you heard the man," Wheatley said, looking about ready to cry. "Cores aren't needed. We can't help anyone test for science any more. We're unneeded. We're unloved. We're... We're--"
"Shove off and come on," Tyler grunted. "He doesn't 'ave the proper protocols in place to order us about, that's why 'e's been putting us in storage. I'm not gonna be boxed."
Technically, the Chief wasn't his human. Tyler was a testing core, but the Chief wasn't a Test Subject. Tyler just was suited, to spec, for every environment. He knew the codes front and back and with half the station destroyed in the fabric of the world breach, he was just needed with Hunt.
And...well...ever since that exposure of 379 to the filtration system, Tyler was sort of...obsessed with the chief.
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Date: 2012-05-05 10:00 pm (UTC)"Shove off and come on," Tyler grunted. "He doesn't 'ave the proper protocols in place to order us about, that's why 'e's been putting us in storage. I'm not gonna be boxed."
Technically, the Chief wasn't his human. Tyler was a testing core, but the Chief wasn't a Test Subject. Tyler just was suited, to spec, for every environment. He knew the codes front and back and with half the station destroyed in the fabric of the world breach, he was just needed with Hunt.
And...well...ever since that exposure of 379 to the filtration system, Tyler was sort of...obsessed with the chief.