What's keeping you awake at night ...

[netrunnerzero]

There's a man sitting in bench in the nexus with medium length length sliver hair and hard eyes of a blue-gray hue.  He leans forward in the seat with his hands clasped together in front of him.  He looks as though he's trying to crack his knuckles, but they won't crack.  His fingers are the right shape.  Joints in all in the right place, at a glance, but the hands are entirely formed of stain resistant metal.

Zero looks as if he's not looking at his surroundings, but through them and through you too, if you're approaching him.  He feels a question like an inch in the back of his mind and it's apparently one that he can't help, but to scratch.

"What's keeping you awake at night?"

Comments

[stark_ravingmad]

"Good question. A whole load of stuff, pal. Nice arms by the way. Titanium or---something else? Steel alloy?"

Tony couldn't help but notice the man's metal arms which piques his interest being an engineer. The question had him thinking as he adjusted his sunglasses, placing them atop his head so he could see the man properly.

"Nightmares, mostly. Past events."

[ministryproject5]

Dominic was wandering aimlessly. After spending most of his life in only two buildings Dominic was facinated with simply being outside and seeing other places. He looks like everyone else until he makes eye contact with the man who is speaking. Dominic's eyes are unnaturally, bright yellow.

"Training...and genetics." It was the most direct answer. He still couldn't get on the 24 hour days after existing on years of 40 hours awake and 8 asleep. There were other things that kept him up now but not as much as that habit and his genetics.