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[i_would_kindly]

Who ; 7 and Jack
what ; 7 is obvs a splicer out to steal his ADAM
where ; Wherever
when ; Whenever
warning(s) ; Possibly violence?

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[qcksilverspear]

7 herself was getting anxious with the lack of purpose, as well as the constant disconcerting thoughts that she was on a giant machine run by an AI. She couldn't quite shake that.

In an attempt to find some sort of normalcy, she'd taken to sneaking around the station; garden zones, residential areas, anywhere she could run and jump and tuck and roll and keep her skills in peak condition, as well as following around whatever residents piqued her interest.

Perhaps she could learn from them what she was supposed to do, if there was nothing yet to fight, and nowhere to run to.

Jack, with his satchel and his wrench, proved far too interesting to ignore, and so with her spear at her side and her skullmet down, she deftly put herself on his trail. Just what was this one up to?

[i_would_kindly]

Jack wound his way through the city, systematically searching every ashtray or trashcan he came across. They were all disconcertingly empty. Perhaps the sun-strewn streets really did bear no threat. The residents he'd met were all talkative, clean, helpful. Not at all like the deranged, spliced to the point of violent insanity folks in Rapture.

He holstered his wrench to pull out a pack of cigarettes instead. He snapped, forgetting that he had lost his fire throwing abilities, and sighed. Did he have a lighter on him? That was yet to be seen.

[qcksilverspear]

Okay, this was just getting more interesting, the way he kept looking into refuse containers. When he stops, she'll hazard edging in a little closer to try and see what he's up to.

[i_would_kindly]

Jack checked his pockets before slipping the unlit cigarette behind his ear. Well- finding a lighter was a kind of objective. He drew his wrench and pressed into the nearest building.