Who: Rayne, anyone who wants to/has volunteered to help What: Building a school Where: The site of the prison When: Friday Notes: Free-for-all? Tag as you see fit?
Samus walks slowly, checking out stats on her wrist's Varia sleep mode. Despite the metal band around her forearm, she wears regular clothes. She was currently trying to hack through Squall's database, using the remnants of an opening Sari had left behind. The system had reset itself almost completely, any cracks left over leading into a maze of nowhere
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417 senses her before she waves - combat senses. He's always thought they were trained into him in the lab, where he was created. It only now occurs to him that they might be Rayne's, not his.
Wally finally made it over to the prison ground spotting 417 and Samus. He'd finally gotten used to the idea of 417 as, well, 417. He was a cool guy! Sometimes it was a bit weird, but he hadn't really known Derek long enough for... well. It sounded kinda mean, and Wally felt really guilty for it, but he really wouldn't complain if 417 stayed. He liked the guy.
He jogged the rest of the distance, and, in his usual greeting, slung an arm over the unsuspecting 417's shoulder. "Hey buddy! I made it! Whatcha guys got done so far?"
Dan isn't sure about 417. He's obviously not Rayne. But his appearance is identical. Same face, same body, and yet...well, he just doesn't seem to be the same person
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417 glances up, giving Dan a little bit of a smile, in greeting, turning away from the half-formed wall in front of him. "Hey," he says. Barfight guy, that's right. He recognizes the voice. "Uh, anything you like? Whatever you might have in mind." He wants this to be a collaboration, more than anything else. Whatever people need, there.
He raises an eyebrow. "What was your favorite subject in school?"
Wally always loved meeting new people. He'd very rarely seen this guy around, but he didn't quite remember meeting him, so he strolled over, joining the conversation with an amiable smile.
He remembers his own school days rather distantly but fondly. The world was quite different then, of course; he'd actually attended a one-room school when he was young. But something closer to a community college was needed here, a place where everyone could study.
Nothing too large, of course. A few classrooms, a lab or two, study halls, perhaps offices... He really was thinking too much about this. But if his future self was an indication, at least one version of him had decided to make the school his priority. And he needed a hobby, and the Bending practice.
It doesn't take long to spot 417 as he approaches the former prison, and he's careful not to interrupt. Instead, he simply finds a spot nearby to wait for a bit, and goes back to his imagined blueprints.
417 senses Paradox's approach, even with so much of his mind occupied in concentration. The walls are starting to go up, the rubble starting to go down. Maybe a day of this, and the school would be finished.
He finishes his particular task and turns back, to Paradox.
"Hello! My apologies for not saying something earlier, but I didn't want to interrupt. You seemed quite focused." He paused to admire the new walls, and see the shape of the building that was slowly forming. "It's already coming along quite nicely."
Father kept her away from most news of the Anthrid Uprising, but Pandora saw pictures of what some of the old buildings looked like, and she can't help but think of them as she approaches the remains of the prison, several others already gathered around. Particles from the brick and mortar have drifted into the air, lingering long after the debris cloud has left. It's unusual, and it's mingled with a number of other scents in the air
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He approaches - a little cautiously, because, as he gets closer, it's apparent that whoever this is isn't exactly human. And he doesn't know why that takes him so off-guard - Rip is a vampire, he's seen giant robots - but it does.
OH! Wally had been so focused on trying to actually bend decently, that he hadn't noticed Pandora come in. He stopped what he was doing, moving next to the panda... anthrid... person. He noticed 417 already beat him to greeting her, but no sense in not joining in to say hi, after all.
"Hey Pandora!" he chimed. 417 seemed to be look just as awkward as she did. Maybe he could ease up the tension a little.
Pandora just manages to get in a wave to 417 when Kid Flash appears, and that puts her more at ease. While she's familiar with many of the others, he is the only one she's ever met face to face.
"Mi-" She stops herself as she remembers what he told her when they first met. "Kid Flash. It is good to see you!" She looks to the other, and offers a bow. "And I presume you are Operative 417. I am Pandora. Though... I imagine Kid Flash already revealed that fact." She smiles, looking rather sheepish. "It is nice to meet you in person."
She looks to what will, eventually, be the school. It seems like there's still so much to do. And yet... seeing so many people working together on it, there's something comforting in that. She turns back to 417.
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"Hey," he says, cautiously.
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"So are we doing this from scratch or recycling?"
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It's nice and ironic, too. Prison transformed into a school. Rayne had better appreciate this, if he ever gets his own body back.
417 glances to Samus. "You have anything particular in mind for it?"
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He jogged the rest of the distance, and, in his usual greeting, slung an arm over the unsuspecting 417's shoulder. "Hey buddy! I made it! Whatcha guys got done so far?"
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"Started on the foundations," he said, "and nice to see you. Feel free to jump in."
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He raises an eyebrow. "What was your favorite subject in school?"
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He considers the question, then answers, "Science. Biology, especially. I was, uh, really into birds."
He smirks, and adds, "But you could've probably guessed that." He gestures to his costume.
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"Chemistry was way more fun."
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Nothing too large, of course. A few classrooms, a lab or two, study halls, perhaps offices... He really was thinking too much about this. But if his future self was an indication, at least one version of him had decided to make the school his priority. And he needed a hobby, and the Bending practice.
It doesn't take long to spot 417 as he approaches the former prison, and he's careful not to interrupt. Instead, he simply finds a spot nearby to wait for a bit, and goes back to his imagined blueprints.
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He finishes his particular task and turns back, to Paradox.
"Hi."
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"Any idea which room this one will be?"
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He glanced back to Paradox. "Nope. I figure it'll be easier to make the rooms once we have the shell of a building."
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He approaches - a little cautiously, because, as he gets closer, it's apparent that whoever this is isn't exactly human. And he doesn't know why that takes him so off-guard - Rip is a vampire, he's seen giant robots - but it does.
"Hi," he says.
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"Hey Pandora!" he chimed. 417 seemed to be look just as awkward as she did. Maybe he could ease up the tension a little.
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"Mi-" She stops herself as she remembers what he told her when they first met. "Kid Flash. It is good to see you!" She looks to the other, and offers a bow. "And I presume you are Operative 417. I am Pandora. Though... I imagine Kid Flash already revealed that fact." She smiles, looking rather sheepish. "It is nice to meet you in person."
She looks to what will, eventually, be the school. It seems like there's still so much to do. And yet... seeing so many people working together on it, there's something comforting in that. She turns back to 417.
"I am ready to help in any way you require."
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