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Schoolhouse rock~ [OPEN]

Jul 24, 2009 21:24

Who: Rayne, anyone who wants to/has volunteered to help
What: Building a school
Where: The site of the prison
When: Friday
Notes: Free-for-all? Tag as you see fit?

( Conjunction junction, what's your function )

† america, kid flash, † derek rayne, † nite owl, samus aran, † madotsuki, † paradox

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bounty_chaser July 25 2009, 03:13:01 UTC

Samus walks slowly, checking out stats on her wrist's Varia sleep mode. Despite the metal band around her forearm, she wears regular clothes. She was currently trying to hack through Squall's database, using the remnants of an opening Sari had left behind. The system had reset itself almost completely, any cracks left over leading into a maze of nowhere ( ... )

red_dust_rising July 25 2009, 03:21:01 UTC

417 senses her before she waves - combat senses. He's always thought they were trained into him in the lab, where he was created. It only now occurs to him that they might be Rayne's, not his.

"Hey," he says, cautiously.

bounty_chaser July 25 2009, 03:30:27 UTC

Samus shoves her hands in her pockets and walks up next to him, eyeing the rubble again.

"So are we doing this from scratch or recycling?"

red_dust_rising July 25 2009, 03:36:40 UTC

"Matter is matter," he says. "No reason not to recycle."

It's nice and ironic, too. Prison transformed into a school. Rayne had better appreciate this, if he ever gets his own body back.

417 glances to Samus. "You have anything particular in mind for it?"

bounty_chaser July 25 2009, 03:48:19 UTC

"Good. It would be weird just to put this all to the junkpile."

Samus thinks, what would she do with this place? Schools weren't something she gave much thought to.

"I don't know. I never really ever went to a generic school."

red_dust_rising July 25 2009, 04:00:27 UTC

"A 'generic' school?" asks 417. "So, what, some sort of specialized one?"

His lab doesn't really count as a school. But he knows the basics: classrooms, library - though there's a library somewhere else, isn't there? - notebooks, books, touchscreen walls.

bounty_chaser July 25 2009, 04:07:15 UTC

"Well, I was sort of independantly taught and trained by my foster parents until I was 15, then joined the Navel Academy. For me there was no sort of paper homework, or school drama, or the things you think you would get from normal schools. My education is mostly for battle."

She shrugs.

"You didn't go to a school either, did you? I can tell this is going to be a bit difficult without added assisstance."

red_dust_rising July 25 2009, 04:11:54 UTC

"Me?" asks 417. "I was created in a laboratory." He pauses. "Mentally," he amends.

He takes a few paces, laterally. "Like every institution, it starts with a building," he says. "What kind of Navy? Space or sea?"

bounty_chaser July 25 2009, 04:33:17 UTC

"So you still have his body," Samus muses, mostly to herself. She had been wondering whether he was a clone, or perhaps had been brainwashed or chipped. At least that narrowed it down.

"Space. There hasn't been a recorded marine Navy in thousands of years. The Academy is built like most buildings, only a little tougher in case of accidents or attacks. It's mostly built with carbon nanotubes."

red_dust_rising July 25 2009, 04:42:32 UTC

"His body, his brain, his hormones," confirms 417. "Imagine my surprise when I found that my existence was longer than eleven days." He hisses out a breath of air. "As far as I can tell, the difference is repressed memories and some kind of loyalty conditioning. Because if there was no loyalty conditioning, I'd apparently be loyal to Mars, not Earth." His tone contains no hint of violation or anger at the idea of his mind being messed with like that.

He nods. "Good," he says. "At least we're closer in technology than I am with most people here."

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