3: Discovery

[youaremama]

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Ow! What was that for?

[A pause as Delia collects herself.]

Is this some kind of armory?

[ooc: Delia stumbled upon the band room Tess was messing with the inventory's old guns in, with mun permission.]

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[youaremama]

[pacing back and forth while waiting, occasionally casting an uncomfortable glance at the bits of metal and lead scattered about, Delia, surprisingly, made no attempt to clean up or organize the weapons in disarray. Eventually, she went to open the door and stand in the doorway, gently shutting the door behind her and leaning against it; she didn't like being around all those weapons.]

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[leatherrr]

[The second floor isn't large, and he knows most of it thanks to the time he spends in and out of inventory. Sometimes he just explores, familiarizing himself with the school--it's his most-oft-visited building, anyway.

All's quiet, so he hears distinctly the sound of a door shutting nearby; turns the corner and sees a tall red-haired lady silhouetted in the hallway.]

... Hello?

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[youaremama]

[Looking up at the sound of a voice, Delia smiles and waves.]

Hello! Are you the one I was just talking to? ...On this?

[She holds up her communicator.]

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[leatherrr]

[So when can he stop being surprised? He supposes it's pretty ironic that he's met Ash Ketchum's mother and his favorite Pokémon in the same place.]

Pretty sure, yeah. You're the lady who found the guns?

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[youaremama]

[Nodding uncomfortably, Delia gestured at the door behind her.]

They're in here, yes. [She turned and opened the door for Mello.]

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[leatherrr]

[From what he can make out of the mess in the room, it might have been used for music, before. That isn't the point, though.

Guns. Guns and fresh ammo, and with the constant struggle to find bullets around here, having a windfall like this is damn near a miracle.

He turns to Delia with a pleased half-smile.]

This is a good find; think you could help me carry it over to inventory? It's just down the hall from here; that's where we keep any stray items we find around the city.

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[youaremama]

[Delia nods slowly; she doesn't want to stay around these weapons any longer than she has to, but manners dictate....]

That's fine. I'm not sure how you're supposed to carry these, though.

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[leatherrr]

[... Oh. He quells the surge of exasperation, running his fingers impatiently through his hair. He's always had to deal with all manner of people, but that doesn't make it any better. And it's been a long day with little chocolate.

Force a neutral expression, start gathering up the guns, checking the safety.]

If you don't want to handle the guns, that's fine. Just gather up the ammunition and follow me. Two trips should be enough to take care of these.

[A pause amid the clatter of metallic barrels--he forgot to pretend to ask:] What's your name, anyway?

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[youaremama]

Okay.

[She gathers up any loose rounds and deposits them in the ammunition boxes lying around, though through ignorance, ends up putting different calibers and kinds of ammunition in the same boxes.]

Oh, I'm Delia Ketchum. Sorry for not remembering it before.

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[leatherrr]

[He's going to have to sort everything out later for inventory anyway, so he's really not too fussed about what goes where. As it is, he can make this in two trips and not four, which is something.

Now that he's got an armful, he motions with his head to the door.] Ready? I'll show you where inventory is. Food, blankets, random supplies--it's all there; usually you just have to talk to the girl managing it. Her name's Moa.

[He's busy balancing the guns, but looks up to introduce himself in return--] I'm Mello.

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[youaremama]

Oh, that's useful.

[Closing up the boxes and hoisting them into her arms, Delia is ready to follow Mello.]

It's nice to meet you, Mello!

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[leatherrr]

[Inventory's a bit cluttered, since he hasn't gotten around to clearing every excess wrapper, box and sundry out yet, but it's navigable, so he takes them to the corner where the weapons are stashed.

There aren't many of them, and Rail isn't in evidence, but Mello does a count daily--seems safe so far.

Speaking of inventory safety, though...]

That reminds me. We've been having some trouble with a small yellow rat in inventory. I think it's called a Pika or something? [He drops the guns into the appropriate pile and pulls back to let Delia put her burden away.] It's a bit hard to catch, so we've been asking people for tips.

[Which is a lie, but this is worth a try, at least. He doesn't want the thing eating its way through the inventory.]

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[youaremama]

[Delia dumps her armful too, looking around at all the things in inventory.]

...You mean Pikachu? He shouldn't be a problem, he's very well-behaved.

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[leatherrr]

[Round two; and back to the music room for the rest.]

Maybe he's housebroken, but I doubt he's been trained to be around guns. If he sets one of these off by accident, it won't be pretty for anyone.

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[youaremama]

If they're not loaded, that won't be a problem. But if you want him out of inventory, I can talk to him.

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[leatherrr]

I'm more worried about the food stores. Even if he's well-behaved, he has to eat sometime.

[Thinks about it for a moment.] It might work if he agrees to stay with Moa and not dig around on his own. [Can't quite believe he's banking on the reasonableness of an electric rat, but] Maybe he can be a backup security measure for inventory, who knows. [Shrugs.]