Ah. Hello? I Do Not Know How I Managed To Connect To You Via My Fazwatch. Perhaps Using It To Connect

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I'm so tired.

My arms hurt, my legs hurt.

What's the point of having pain receptors as a robot!

I'm going to just.. lie down for a second.

Just.. yeah... it'll be fine, right?

[☆Eclipse looked around, and started inspecting his system, running virus scans on his smart home. They detected ... something, but it wasnt exactly the standard format of a virus, and it also couldn't be contained]

Is someone pulling a prank on me? Such sophisticated programming...

Come take a look

Come tussle with an old friend of ours!

- Sun & Eclipse

Hold on while I set things up, alright?

I have to make a selfie of all things.

Hmm, that should do it.

The finishing touches~

Now, Sun will be able to insert the sigils to power up this masterpiece and reveal the fruit of our... mutual labour.

Wonderful.

I should upgrade his entire body to match, someday.

But an arm will do for now.

<Eclipse hummed to the music as he did the last of his tinkering, and caressed the finished product lovingly, pressing a kiss to the fingertips for good luck>

Sometimes we whisper to the night, when the night can do naught but listen.

I don't know if you can even hear me in there, Sun.

But I want you to know that I regret it.

Every day spent with you, I grow tired, more and more, of not saying it properly.

The words I hold back, the things I leave unsaid. They weigh heavy.

I express to you every way I can, how much you truly mean to me, but the fear lingers, twining around my fingers like serpents of dread.

What if you don't feel the same? What if you laugh in my face? Pity me? Recoil in disgust?

Would you? I'm unsure if I could bear it.

Even now, I start and stop, just short of speaking my mechanical heart to you. I envision an awkward laugh, a step back. Rejection.

At the very least, perhaps, I can cherish you as a friend. If you'll still have me then. You'll always have me, after all...

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Dear Sun, if nothing else, survive, and at the very least ... don't let my last words be goodbye.

E., with heavy yet great affection.

Today is not going well...

They haven't invented energy sources here yet except fire..

And the other Eclipse won't help me beyond locating my Eclipse. His blog also has some rude people on it.

Suppose I'll have to rough it, somehow.

I feel like my pleas will fall on deaf ears.

Or muted audio receptors.

Why do I keep trying.... maybe I should just give up?

The sun is also so dim that I can hardly charge with these panels...

It's like perpetual twilight.

Maybe Eclipse will break free on his own?

Reblogs are stupid.

Now my blog looks silly.

Bah..

I found some.. light panel fragments that still work?

The light outside is dim during the daylight cycle but maybe I can use them to charge myself?

I still need to find a way to install them on something. And some cable that can be connected... to it?

Gosh, how does Eclipse do these things...

I'm on my last braincell for this project !

What shall I name it?

Project Sun shall survive until reunited with Clip?

Sheesh, what a mouthful.

Maybe Sunrise.

Sunrises are always full of hope and newness.

Project Sunrise... yeah!

Soon. Very soon, I promise.

I just need to get ready, make sure everything is perfect. I want our first meeting to be perfect. You deserve no less.

Believe me when I say I'd want nothing more than to be with you, for real. But we shall both wait a bit more. I'll make it worth it.

What a flatterer you are.

I shall await you, darling~