Log 0: drowning in this human nature (actionpost)

[citadelspirit]

(A small red dot appears inside the City barrier, high in the sky. As it comes soaring down, it reveals itself to be a hunk of metal, a little escape pod, glowing from atmospheric heat and deploying its maneuver jets as hard as it can manage. It staggers in the air, clangs hard off a building, thumps over a roof as it leaves a long black scrape,

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Action?

[horrible_penny]

[Penny sees the crash-landing from inside the Welcome Center. While she doesn't usually just walk out during her shifts, this seems like something of an emergency. As such, she makes it to the fountain shortly after the feed and approaches the downed machine cautiously.]

...Hello?

action;

[citadelspirit]

[A splashing sound comes from inside the pod; the door is wedged part of the way open, and inside is what looks like a half-drowned woman with long black hair plastered all over her face. She doesn't notice Penny until she hears the voice, clinging to the gap in the hatch with both hands. Her eyes are wide and vivid green for an instant before narrowing. The water is still leaking in, though, and the pod is large enough such that in a while, she'll be swimming.

...And SHODAN doesn't know how to swim. She tries not to look frazzled and mutters out the door.]

Slide it farther open.

action;

[horrible_penny]

Slide it--

[Penny grabs the edge of the door and pulls to slide it open further.]

This... I mean, maybe this isn't the best question to ask right now, but're you okay?

Re: action;

[citadelspirit]

(The pod hatch clanks, grinds, and slides open enough for SHODAN to fling up one arm, then another, then lean through. Her movements are stilted and jerky, and she winces when her hands thump down on the crushed-up titanium. Obnoxious human senses; every single motion sends shivers through her nerves, a hundred thousand thousand circuits active all at once, and her simple human brain couldn't even begin to sort that out...)

I believe my bones are intact.

(She glances down into the hatch again; a stomach-turning smell reaches her nose. Red spills out into the water, not a copious amount, but enough to be irritating and sting as she wriggles farther out of the hatch. Chest flopped on the pod, she takes a moment to pant and glance around.)

Have you never heard of technology?

[der_freischuetz]

A dramatic entrance, I have to say.

[citadelspirit]

Dramatic seems to be part of this absurd contraption's definition. The human race has forgotten how to build a working computer system.

[der_freischuetz]

You are not human, then?

[citadelspirit]

What else would you assume me to be?