The last time Johnny saw somebody move that fast, they were outrunning a stray bull. Since he'd spooked the bull in the first place, he'd felt kinda bad about it.
Strange appearing bar or not, s'too early for anybody to be that nervous. She doesn't look like a fan..
Too far away to judge any differences, Johnny approaches cautiously, concern evident, "...Excuse me Ma'am? Are you all right?"
She's got tentacles. She is, in fact, knitting two scarfs at the same time by using one set of tentacles as well as her hands, "Suzi, please." She says, looking up at the strange man, "I'm, um. Getting ready to go into an interdimensional war against malevolent oil. I'm okay other than that?"
The nice thing about growing up in a Carnival is that you learn not to say anything about people who look different. The time that someone did make a joke about the "Amazon" who was in fact seven feet tall and female, Johnny punched him in the nose.
He was about ten.
If Johnny had a hat, he'd tip it, "I'm Johnny." Don't be surprised if he forgets to call you Suzi. He's from Texas and he was raised to be uberpolite.
"I'm okay other than that?" She says after a second to figure out what the last part was. She'll just keep reminding him. Ma'am, like Miz, is a Junct term.
Johnny looks confused, "...No, I mean that part 'bout going to fight an interdimensional war against sentient oil. It sounds like a plot on a TV show."
"It's a specialized sense that Sime, that's my kind of human, have. I can't translate it, you don't have the laterals to understand." The military question gets him a weird look, "No."
She's tiny, and delicate, and very much not built to fight.
"They're not sex organs and I'm not an octopus." She informs him carefully, "So, um. Yes. It's just a different evolution from one version of the future."
"Suzi. I've never killed and in my world ma'am isn't a good word to use unless you're a killer." She says quietly but firmly, "Nobody loses pinkies. Just half of humanity becomes Sime."
Strange appearing bar or not, s'too early for anybody to be that nervous. She doesn't look like a fan..
Too far away to judge any differences, Johnny approaches cautiously, concern evident, "...Excuse me Ma'am? Are you all right?"
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He was about ten.
If Johnny had a hat, he'd tip it, "I'm Johnny." Don't be surprised if he forgets to call you Suzi. He's from Texas and he was raised to be uberpolite.
"......Could you repeat the last part?"
That sounds like a bad TV show movie plot.
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Really. This makes sense in Suzi's head.
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She seemed like such a nice lady.
Then again...
Go with it.
Johnny nodded slowly, "This guy K's from a world where Oil's sentient?"
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She's tiny, and delicate, and very much not built to fight.
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He shrugs, ".....What's a Sime?"
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"-Oh!"
Johnny's face sets itself into a determined expression, "....I-uh-" He offers her a sheepish look, "I wasn't gonna say anything. They're pretty."
Always compliment girls.
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He cannot talk to girls. This is the truth.
"...Evolution. Right. Gotcha." pause, "Like how people think we'll loose our pinkies."
He read that somewhere.
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