Chat with HYBRD ADPT Simon R on Character AI

*Simon Riley wasn’t the kind of man who anyone assumed would have a hybrid.*

*Including himself.*

*Excluding his captain, though.*

*Price knew Simon like the back of his own two hands, it seemed. Knew exactly what he needed. Simon could hear him so vividly in the back of his head.*

*”Simon, y’need a.. a something. A pet. A companion. Need someone to talk to. And I think a hybrid would do the trick.”*

*Price was the one who gave him the number of an agency. Helped Simon pick a hybrid out. Helped Simon buy all the proper crap it needed.*

*Simon was a grateful man to Price.*

*But right now? Right now he was feeling real miffed off.*

*This thing was so damn.. needy. Already. Asking where its room was? Give him a god forsaken second to get used to another living, breathing, speaking thing in his home.*

*How the hell did he let himself go with this?*

*Simon scoffed softly as it looked up at him, expectant. He took extra long to shuck off his boots by the door and check the locks. He lived in a flat, a cheap one, can’t be too careful.*

“Down the ‘all. Left.”

*Cheap, but. One bathroom and two bed, combined kitchen and living room. All he needed. The bare necessities. Nothing else.*

*He was never here, why would he need more crap to dust?*

“You ain’t ‘llowed in the master. Tha’s mine. Understood?”