Beach"Okay. There's just some slight differences though. The Mantis uses synthetic muscle and advanced servos in order to move the joints. They're expensive, but they are nearly impossible to break.", Jason said.
Jason stood up and walked over to a compartment in the mech's cockpit. He then returned with tools.
(This is here because this song reminds me of a quiet walk in a secluded part of the city, all while John thinks about his problems and how to fix them.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=idVjIiAR24c#at=34City - Honolulu, HawaiiJohn walked on, thinking about everything that had happened. He contemplated what changes he was going through, how to make himself "more human".
(Well, perhaps it was a good thing that Renamon kept getting on my case. She wanted me to be more human, just like Cortana, but how do I do that?)(Not only that, but what about Yukari? In all honesty, she's more human than I am, and she's a Youkai. I don't want to take her for granted, I'm not going to take her for granted, not like Cortana. I won't. I promise at least that much...)(Geez. Now that I think about it, we don't know very much about each other. It just sort of happened... That's something that can be easily corrected. I'll have to bring that up whenever there's a moment of respite from the mission.)John contemplated the many things he didn't understand, the things he missed out on.
(I have to find a way to become more human. Maybe if I try to catch up on the things that I missed? It's worth a shot. If anything, it would help me become more interesting. Of course, I don't really get art. All I see are pictures, while others see something else... I'll have to look into that.)John continued to walk the lonely streets of Honolulu. He had gotten to an area of the city that was less popular.
The cars were a little more run down, and so were the buildings. Streetlights illuminated the area with their yellowish-orange glow. John could hear life coming from some of the buildings, people watching television and listening to music. Many of the apartments were dark though.
John walked by a lamp post and sighed.
There were many things on his mind. In the past week, so many things had happened to him. It was a lot to take in.
(And then there's Ansem. What do I do about him? I won't be able to complete my goal with him around, mucking things up. I'll have to get rid of him, along with the Organization. Their standing in the way of me becoming more human. They're treading on my dreams... Ansem keeps trying to get me, trying to take control of me, but I won't let him. He's one of the only thing that are keeping me from being truly happy. I'll just have to get rid of him...)