The Great Escape
Conan almost kept his gaze fixed on the pillar of rubble. He was unable to deem them as corpses, considering they were not of flesh, but it was as close as it got.
However, he did as he was told this time, stepping back until he was beside the mutos reploid, flicking his gaze between Anubis and the pile. Imagine his surprise as, akin to a strange and macabre dance, some of the mechaniloids and reploids there came ‘alive’ to the call of the mutos’ baton waving. He wasn’t entirely sure of how that even worked, and had to work to keep himself in place and not look too surprised, but now he knew just why Necromances was in the reploid’s title.
He was the reploid equivalent of a necromancer, although he wasn’t sure if this ability had a limit.
He glanced at Anubis, then back at what would be their new companions for a while. “… Ah.” He said, quietly, in understanding, then shook his head.
"Agreed, lets go." They were not pressed for time, but he preferred they kept in motion until they reached the end of this. If it was as the reploid next to him feared, then they really could not stay here.
He gave a slight smile after as he skittered off in what he was sure was the right direction (after rechecking his memory of the layout of the place compared to the layout of the city in their current position). “That sure is an… unusual power.” He commented, his tone a bit between humor and genuine amazement. Morbid amazement.
Surely not something he expected for a reploid to be able to do.
The light was useful, but he soon found he preferred to have both it and the night vision active at the same time as he walked further in. He turned it back on with a bit of hesitation, cased his surroundings, and continued forward for a little before slowing to a halt. They were nearing a turn.
He looked at Anubis, then at one of his not-so-living friends and nudged his head towards the turn.
It was better to send out someone to scout and make sure no one was there, rather than take the turn blindly.
Anubis decided it was within their best interests to leave some of the zombies roaming, since they didn’t cast off an energy signature, they would not be in danger of being caught from them alone. Silently, the red eyed mechaniloids walked along with the pair as they made their way south, and upon approaching the turn, Anubis knew his idea had been spot on.
He directed one of the zombies to go ahead, and upon having nothing reported back, they continued onwards in the dark silence.
At Conan’s comment on his ability, the mutos reploid merely smiled slightly and said, “yes… I suppose you could say it is.”
This power, that had been frightening to the authorities.
The very same power that his master had thought was ‘totally cool’.
Anubis mentally shook his head as he chased the fond memories away for the time being. They had more important things to focus on right now.
The path turned narrow, so Anubis reverse-summoned the zombies as they dissapeared from sight. He could call on them again, of course, as was his power, “our friends can stay away for now while we navigate this,” carefully, he edged along the wall of the thin path before it widened again.
He spied another pile of dumped mechaniloids, but this pile was completely salvageable, at least not without some nanobots. While Anubis did have a canister of them in his medical kit, he wasn’t going to waste them on this.
"Ch," he tisked, annoyed, before moving on.
"Your escape path - can you navigate it from here?" the mutos reploid asked his human companion. It was dangerous to access the central navigation system, and thus, he avoided it for now.