She Grows Up So Fast
Characters: extsviet_shelke and OPEN
Date/Time: Tuesday afternoon
Location: Towards job postings
Rating: PG, may go up depending on who joins and what goes down.
Summary: Data hasn't been able to get ahold of the owner of the weapon store and so goes down to the listings to look at another job.
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Data absently pulled her warm winter coat, which she had bought at Bastet's store, closer to her as she walked through the light wind-tossed snow to get to the job postings. Despite the chilly weather, despite her having been in Edensphere for about a week and half now, few thoughts went through her mind. They were small, miscellaneous thoughts that were hardly given more than five seconds of consideration. They all generally had to do with the same thing; Who is the man that owns the weaponry shop? Did he not see my entry? I have not seen any entries regarding such a shop... Perhaps he is missing, for whatever reason. But what job to get? I don't really remember what there had been offered... No matter. I will see when I get to the listings. I'll just have to take something and adjust properly.
Though, any average spectator would not be able to decipher such thoughts by looking at her face; it was as stolid as ever. Even against the unforgiving cold, she hardly even winced. Certainly, to most this would be quite an odd sight; a 9-year old girl with a stiff gait and an impassive face truly wasn't something one saw every day. She didn't give anyone so much as a passing glance, nor did she bother to move out of anyone's way unless immediate collision was evident, which usually meant the majority of people had to move out of her way. She didn't respond to anything barked at her, either, positive or negative (and it was usually the latter, considering her inability to give others way), didn't even care to recognize it. No one had gone out of their way to give her trouble past verbal insults, so as long as that remained so, she was fine.
Date/Time: Tuesday afternoon
Location: Towards job postings
Rating: PG, may go up depending on who joins and what goes down.
Summary: Data hasn't been able to get ahold of the owner of the weapon store and so goes down to the listings to look at another job.
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Data absently pulled her warm winter coat, which she had bought at Bastet's store, closer to her as she walked through the light wind-tossed snow to get to the job postings. Despite the chilly weather, despite her having been in Edensphere for about a week and half now, few thoughts went through her mind. They were small, miscellaneous thoughts that were hardly given more than five seconds of consideration. They all generally had to do with the same thing; Who is the man that owns the weaponry shop? Did he not see my entry? I have not seen any entries regarding such a shop... Perhaps he is missing, for whatever reason. But what job to get? I don't really remember what there had been offered... No matter. I will see when I get to the listings. I'll just have to take something and adjust properly.
Though, any average spectator would not be able to decipher such thoughts by looking at her face; it was as stolid as ever. Even against the unforgiving cold, she hardly even winced. Certainly, to most this would be quite an odd sight; a 9-year old girl with a stiff gait and an impassive face truly wasn't something one saw every day. She didn't give anyone so much as a passing glance, nor did she bother to move out of anyone's way unless immediate collision was evident, which usually meant the majority of people had to move out of her way. She didn't respond to anything barked at her, either, positive or negative (and it was usually the latter, considering her inability to give others way), didn't even care to recognize it. No one had gone out of their way to give her trouble past verbal insults, so as long as that remained so, she was fine.