friendships new and old
Who: Yori, Radia, Trillian, others if you want!
When: After current plots (labyrinth, Abraxas, other-Yori) unless something has to be shuffled.
Where: Near Radia's home.
What: A social call.
Warnings: Other than inevitable angst, none expected. Will update if necessary.
Yori hated lightcycles, with their limited speed and their inability to take Outland travel and the city's crowded roads and the constant feeling that someone was any moment going to hit her or she was going to hit someone else--which was, perhaps, not entirely the fault of the lightcycles.
But she'd borrowed one, for this trip, among multiple other precautions that some programs might call unnecessary effort. Yori had drawn too much attention, the past few millicycles, and she wasn't going to risk drawing any of it toward the Iso sector where Aadi and Radia lived.
It was a long time since Yori had been the cheerful program so pleased to welcome the newborn Isos; her memory of first meeting the Radia she'd known was misty with time and sorrow. The memory of mourning Radia, by contrast, was sharp-edged and fragmentary. But maybe she still had a chance of recovering the long-lost friendship.
She didn't derez her helmet until she was well inside the building, walking toward Radia's door. Yori had no evidence either from observation or instinct that anyone had followed her at all, but that was no reason to be careless.
[ooc: Consider this semi-open. :) No antagonists here, please, I'm happy to set up a different thread for you guys if you want.]
When: After current plots (labyrinth, Abraxas, other-Yori) unless something has to be shuffled.
Where: Near Radia's home.
What: A social call.
Warnings: Other than inevitable angst, none expected. Will update if necessary.
Yori hated lightcycles, with their limited speed and their inability to take Outland travel and the city's crowded roads and the constant feeling that someone was any moment going to hit her or she was going to hit someone else--which was, perhaps, not entirely the fault of the lightcycles.
But she'd borrowed one, for this trip, among multiple other precautions that some programs might call unnecessary effort. Yori had drawn too much attention, the past few millicycles, and she wasn't going to risk drawing any of it toward the Iso sector where Aadi and Radia lived.
It was a long time since Yori had been the cheerful program so pleased to welcome the newborn Isos; her memory of first meeting the Radia she'd known was misty with time and sorrow. The memory of mourning Radia, by contrast, was sharp-edged and fragmentary. But maybe she still had a chance of recovering the long-lost friendship.
She didn't derez her helmet until she was well inside the building, walking toward Radia's door. Yori had no evidence either from observation or instinct that anyone had followed her at all, but that was no reason to be careless.
[ooc: Consider this semi-open. :) No antagonists here, please, I'm happy to set up a different thread for you guys if you want.]