Mei Ling had been watching curiously. His vehicle was an odd blend of technologies, but interesting nonetheless. Mei Ling was far from an expert on war machines, but she was intrigued and impressed.
When the driver stepped out, she realized she had been watching for longer than she had anticipated. She offered a sheepish smile and a polite bow, "Pardon my intrusion. I was saw your vehicle and wanted to watch it in action."
He'd caught the flicker of movement out of the corner of his eye when she entered; he finishes loading the fresh ammo, replying, "Not a problem - this is a public area, after all." As enthusiastic as he is about the machine, he feels the need to clarify one point. "It's not actually mine - it's from over seventeen hundred years after my time. However, this seems to be one of those situations where one must adapt or perish - and I have no plans on dying here."
"Oh yes, it does exist in my world! I am from a country called the United States, 2005 A.D., but I am of Chinese decent," she replied enthusiastically. "May I ask your name?"
"That's..." He has to think about it for a moment. "Nearly eighteen hundred years after my time, isn't it?" Not that that was entirely unexpected - there seem to be many here from very far in the future of his world, or at least one like it. "Anyway, my name is Sima Yi - courtesy name Zhongda. First Secretary to the Han, under Prime Minister Cao."
Mei Ling looked a little shocked at his name at first. Everything fit, the names, the date, the details. She stared for a moment before realizing she had to say, well, anything or else she would appear rude. A wide grin spread across her face, and she nodded her head into another small, polite bow.
Her reaction is a surprise - as far in the future as she's from, he wouldn't have thought she even knew what the title meant. Then again, he's also sure his place in the histories will be little more than a footnote. He inclines his head politely when she bows, replying, "The honor is mine, Miss...?"
"Nice to meet you, Mei Ling." He leans against the mecha's gun-arm. "So, would this particular piece of technology happen to be from your world, by any chance?"
When the driver stepped out, she realized she had been watching for longer than she had anticipated. She offered a sheepish smile and a polite bow, "Pardon my intrusion. I was saw your vehicle and wanted to watch it in action."
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"It is an honor to meet you, Sima Yi."
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