"Blink"
"Wave"
"Step"
"Speak"
"Smile"
"Walk"
"Crawl"
"Human"

As a gasp escaped the cyborgs mouth, he shot out of bed as his real eye twitched and the other darted around, scanning for anyone nearby. No one was. He rubbed his head with his metal hand, the button glowing red at the skin and he flipped his hair back but it flipped right back. His ears moved, stretching on their own. He turned his head as he turned his body shortly after, standing, and walking to the kitchen, the small kitchen, smaller then home...

He shook that thought, he couldn't think of the past. As he opened the fridge, he saw oil. Black, thick, oil. He grabbed it and put it though the metal parts, making them move proper and him being okay. As he looked, he saw the calendar. Nothing today. He could walk around, over there it's mid day now. He decided to test out his robotics, his arm moving and shooting it's socket, flying around, freely.

As night crawled up after hours quickly passed, he thought of just walking. He got up, walked to his door and opened it, the soon to be bright moon shined at him, he didn't smile, he couldn't. He's emotionless, after all. As he slowly walked, he saw how many apartments had their lights on. People partying, dancing, kissing, feeling...he slapped his face to stop the thought.

He just kept walking, he just wanted to walk. He reached the homeless man's way, surprisingly, they're all so miserable...he couldn't do anything, though. He didn't know them, why should he feel bad? He doesn't care, right? Right..? He slowly wiped his human eye as he slowly started to walk back, he walked past the apartments again. The partying.. He needed to get away. As he kept walking, he saw someone just sitting near his apartment, a case with only a dollar in it...he looked familiar...too familiar...

He walked closer as he took a closer look, it was familiar...it was Torc. Torc, the person who was called mad for saying how his older brother was actually a half werewolf hybrid! Now he's homeless, poor...alone. Ringo kept his emotionless mind straight, he can't feel at all, he means it. He ended up walking in front of him, the male looked up; As he looked down at him, staring. "R-Ringo...?" He asked, his voice raspy. Did he drink something that caused this? Ringo squatted down to his level as he stated back.

"Ringo!! Hello! I-I know y-you probably t-think I-I'm insane and you're coming here j-just to taunt me, b-but p-please Li-liste-" he was cut off by Ringo putting his hand on his mouth, shushing him. He scooted over and just hugged him, he felt the other male grow tensed, then tremble, then break down. He hasn't been hugged in ages... As Ringo just sat there and took it, rubbing his back. He hoped he would just get better if he was around...

...Hope...