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Day 42: Bus 1

Jun 23, 2009 13:47

After the way night had ended (Miku wasn't sure if they'd ever get the smell of charnel out of her clothes), and morning had returned with its clockwork weirdness. She was hurried onto the bus in her dark red long coat and the dark, knee-length, slightly full dress beneath it. It was surprisingly warm, Miku noted, but that could've just been her ( Read more... )

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fencing_captain June 24 2009, 13:47:55 UTC

Juri awakened confused and cross with herself. She remembered the tall, improbable creature advancing upon them. She all-too-clearly-remembered how Takaya had jumped in front, but it was the other boy, the healer, who'd been hurt. Juri knew the sound of a broken bone when she heard one. As if that hadn't been enough, blood oozed across the floor and the most awful stench had permeated the air before the increasingly familiar curtain of black enveloped her mind as she lost consciousness.

And she woke up in bed, in her Landel's uniform, and irritated. So that was one of the fabled monsters? She had to learn more right away. She hadn't quite believed they existed until now, but she still wasn't sure to trust all the information on the board. It still seemed too fantastic.

The nurse entered, speaking rapidly of the trip into town and left Juri a small pile of clothes. Juri didn't do skirts. She glared at the knee-length denim monstrosity. There was also a t-shirt that suited her mood and a matching denim jacket. She heard the nurse outside the door and hurriedly put them on over the sad excuse for underwear routinely provided by the Institute. No other shoes were evident, so she pulled on socks and athletic shoes. Juri was pretty sure she looked like a dork.

Her mood wasn't improved when her nurse shoved a small sack of food into her hands while another, with a clipboard, pointed her toward the first bus. Juri wanted to look around the front area a moment, but they didn't let her. The bus was already crowded, so she reluctantly took the first empty seat next to a nondescript older man. With any luck, he wouldn't speak to her while she had a chance to eat.

arc_wrench June 24 2009, 13:55:16 UTC

HK was poking at the uninspiring items in his food sack (No chocolate. Again.) when a meatbag sat down next to him. First target of the morning!

"Greeting: Hello, meatbag!" And thus the irritation begins.

fencing_captain June 24 2009, 20:34:32 UTC

Juri's jaw dropped at the greeting, then she glared. "What did you just call me?" When he actually looked at her, she noticed his eyes looked strange. Were they orange? For just a moment, she reconsidered her anger. No, he was the one who had insulted her. Even if he wasn't something normal.

arc_wrench June 24 2009, 22:07:06 UTC

Oh, good, this one was offended already. This would be fun! "Repetition: Meatbag. Explanation: It is the term I am required to use when referring to any organic being. Query: Is there a problem?" he asked, almost innocently, his face totally blank.

fencing_captain June 24 2009, 22:13:41 UTC

Juri kept scowling. "Who would require you to do such a rude thing?" she demanded. The serious possibility that she'd stumbled onto a genuine lunatic worried Juri. She scooted back in her seat. "That's insane," she finally added.

arc_wrench June 24 2009, 22:20:33 UTC

"Answer: My Master found it humorous. Negatory: And it is not insane. It is far more logical than any human meatbag can manage. I am fortunate to at least have maintained most of my processing patterns within this squishy chassis." Nothing his Master did could possibly be insane! Well, not the kind of insane that he would complain about, anyway.

fencing_captain June 24 2009, 22:25:10 UTC

"You're a slave?" That idea startled her so much she didn't catch his blatant references to being something not human. "That's wrong. Why-why do you obey this Master of yours? Is he or she here?" Juri valued freedom, even though she herself acted in the most constricted way possible in her situation. Keeping secrets, obeying orders from End of the World. Her hypocrisy was myriad.

arc_wrench June 24 2009, 22:37:02 UTC

"Negatory: I am a droid, programmed to obey my Master's commands. It is not a question of whether I want to or not, although most of my Master's orders are very entertaining." Such as the killing, obviously.

fencing_captain June 24 2009, 22:40:10 UTC

"What's a droid. Do you mean like an android from science fiction stories?" He didn't look like a machine to her, but then again she'd heard of and read a little about people who claimed to have different bodies. "That... makes no sense. Why would anyone order you to do that?"

arc_wrench June 24 2009, 23:15:54 UTC

"Affirmative: Yes, but not fictional in the slightest. If I was fictional, I would not have such a high kill count." Maybe by startling weak meatbags to death, but that was difficult to do, even when they knew something was coming for them!

"Explanation: My Master's apprentice once asked me what I thought of him. I informed him of his status as a meatbag. He was not amused, but my Master was."

fencing_captain June 25 2009, 00:46:44 UTC

"I didn't say you were fictional, just--" She shook her head dismissively. "Oh never mind!"

"Your master must not be a very nice person then." Juri threw herself back against the seat and sighed. "I don't think much of anyone is."

arc_wrench June 25 2009, 01:02:25 UTC

"Statement: If my Master was a nice person, then I would be miserable!" Darth Revan, nice? How ridiculous! "I like the fact that my Master is harsh, violent, and coldly pragmatic. It is how a Master should be!"

fencing_captain June 25 2009, 01:12:57 UTC

"It's a strange world you live in, sir," Juri finally said, shaking her head. "I don't want to meet your master, ever. And if I have to, I want my sword back in my hand." With her sword, Juri usually felt she could face anything.

arc_wrench June 25 2009, 01:31:15 UTC

"Affirmative: Yes, it most certainly is. And few people ever want to meet the Master, but at the point that anyone gets that close, swords do not help. Especially if they do not contain a cortosis weave. Then they tend to lead to a hilariously fast demise." HK liked seeing that. It was one of the things he missed about guarding the Dark Lord of the Sith.

fencing_captain June 25 2009, 01:45:58 UTC

"You don't have to kill people, you know, to have your way." His talk was beginning to scare her more than annoy her. "What's... cortusus weave?"

arc_wrench June 25 2009, 01:54:03 UTC

"Statement: I do know that, and I occasionally solve problems without the use of violence, but it's so much fun!" His eyes were lit up with the happy memories of his hundreds of kills, even though his face remained utterly blank.

"Definition: Cortosis-weave is a swordsmithing technique commonly used on high-quality vibroblades and other melee weapons when combat with opponents wielding lightsabers was considered to be likely. It also was a descriptor for equipment that had been crafted utilizing cortosis ore. Cortosis-weave was employed primarily because it made the weapon able to withstand lightsaber blows," HK said, ever the helpful encyclopedia of everything remotely related to violence.

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