RL: Life on Mars? (Hungary and Spike)

May 29, 2010 03:06

[So here he was, wherever here is. One of the cities. They've got names. Everything's got a name. But they get mixed up, nowadays. Who cares what the name is, it all means the same, sounds the same, all means fake weather and red skies over the edge of the blue ones. There's flickering signs here. Lights and arrows pointing to places to go that ( Read more... )

left eye sees the past, liz, the world of tomorrow, all ed's fault, hungary, worldhop shenanigans, spike spiegel, life on mars?, bebop

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fearthehuszarok May 29 2010, 13:14:41 UTC
[People may notice a young woman in a simple green dress with a flower in her hair. She looks around in wonder as if it's her first time on Mars, but really, it's a much bigger deal to her. Seeing 2010 Venice and Rome and Sicily, that had been somewhat of a shock, but still... at least there were some things she recognized. Here, not so much. Her reflexes are good, or she would be bumping into people.
But then she spots someone she knows, right over there on the corner of the street, smoking those strange cigarettes. With a few strides she's crossed the street and approaches him, the only one somewhat familiar in this entirely alien landscape. All the confusion can't take the smile on her face away completely.]

Hey there. Didn't keep you waiting too long, did I?

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soyturpentine May 29 2010, 15:51:43 UTC
[Oh, she'd be noticed all right. Some things have changed, some things haven't, but everyone knows you can't walk a city wearing that. At least Spike knows. He stubs out his cigarette, anyway, because he's not waiting under a balcony somewhere anymore, and he's got to save his smokes for a better time. There's always a better time. And she looks shell shocked, and maybe he should have warned her, but he doesn't think should have counts, and anyway, there's only one way to learn the lesson. If there's a lesson at all.]

Nah. Right on time.

[So he shakes his head and puts on a smirk, and the sky stays bright blue but there's fluffy clouds over that way and they don't count for much. Things around them take off and land, people walk and run and stay still, and it's still like any city on Earth only titled sideways and smashed into a jar together.]

Welcome to Mars. I'm not much of a tour guide.

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fearthehuszarok May 29 2010, 22:36:17 UTC
[Maybe most women couldn't walk a city wearing that, but she is, and will continue to for a while yet. If anything, she's pretty much oblivious to the stares she's getting. Not that anyone would blame her, if they knew the circumstances- people who stare exist everywhere, but this city is something she's never seen before.]

It's fine. I'm not here to tour the planet, anyway.

[It's a good thing to be able to take things in stride she thinks. Just not as easy as it looks, sometimes.]

So where are we headed?

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soyturpentine May 29 2010, 23:01:12 UTC
[It's a dangerous world out there for everyone. But the surface is always the same, no matter what goes on under it. A fine level of shine to hide the grime beneath. They're going to the places where the two worlds intersect. Not dark enough for the bottom. Not bright enough for the top. A twilight of music and smoke. A hole filled with jazz. An empty place filled with sound, which was always better than a busy place filled with nothing.]

Thank god for small favors.

[Saves him from having to explain things he's known by heart since he could walk. It'd be like teaching a fish how to breathe.]

Dunno yet. Somewhere good.

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