<> <> (Anders can kiss my split personality ass. On each cheek.) (_I_ spent all morning working. I don't know about you, but some of us have jobs.) <> * Demetreia sits on the floor batting a random fuzzball thingy around. * Rochelle is sprawled on the floor, TVNet on and painting her nails green. Girl needs a life or something. * Katherine 's in the kitchen, which is slowly turning into a kitchen / small makeshift place to work on cyber stuff. She's staring at something laid out there and frowning. It has lots of wires involved. (Clean up our media! Get a hairlift!) * Katherine frowns, and pulls off the protective goggles she was wearing, slamming them down on the counter. "Goddamn thing worked fine in the simulator two weeks ago." (Some things never change.) * Demetreia looks up. "What's wrong?" * Rochelle hms faintly, reaches over, and changes channels, being very careful not to get polish on things. She glances around before going back to her painting. ( So what insanely insane drivel does TVNet have for us today? ) ( Kirby eat world!!! ) <> * Katherine sighs noisily. "The circuit just isn't working. It's a key compoment in the current cyber we're designing, but there's an implementation problem." She stretches, and smiles slightly, walking over to the big metal object in the corner, and eying the sword hanging just above it. "I'm surprised you actually bothered to come up today. Tired of the alley?" * Demetreia kind of shrugs. "A change is always interesting." * Demetreia continues batting around the fuzzball. 2d6 * Atom rolls for Rochelle (2d6) and gets 10. (DR1) 2d6 * Atom rolls for Rochelle (2d6) and gets 5. <> * Demetreia plays fuzzball-ball with Eck. <> <> (You're not giving me time to act. c.c;) * Katherine eventually walks over to the TV area. "Yo, Roch." Hey Kat. 'S not workin', huh. * Rochelle doesn't look up from her polishing job. * Katherine rubs her head. "Never does." She eyes Roch's polishing. "Got a question. You ever actually piloted that suit you found?" She pauses, and chuckles. "Or used that gun, for that matter." <> (Meanwhile, Roch's nails dry unevenly.) * Rochelle glances up. "Yeah. Maybe." Back to painting. (Grr.) * Katherine frowns, then says, "Well, considering all the shit that's happening, I'm going to go take mine out for a spin. It's... been a few months. Figured I'd ask ya along, but if you're too busy painting your nails.." she grins. (Meanwhile, entire civilizations rise and fall in the dust gathering on Roch's back.) * Demetreia looks a little upset at Eck's theft. ): (^_^_v) (How do you wear down the polish enough to paint it again? Remote control thumbing?) * Rochelle shrugs. "I guess. Can you wait for them to dry?" (Auto-degrading nail polish. Perfect for the stylish teen.) (If you only do one coat, it doesn't take long to wear off. Especially if you rub/scrape at it.) (I can't believe I'm having this conversa... yes I can. Carry on.) * Katherine nods. "Yeah, sure." She turns around. "Might as well invite you along too, since you're here. Although without a suit, it probably won't be exciting." * Demetreia shrugs. "Where are we going?" ( Gee, that's nice of you. "Since you're present." ;-; ) (-_^) (You don't make an impression. Except being weird. c.c;) (Obviously Kat's mother never read the book Isis gave her.) ( Weeeell... ) (She only recommended it.) (No, you handed it to her, remember.) * Katherine walks over towards Eck, and scoops the little furball up. "Gonna go take some exos out for a spin." (Oh, true. It was even annotated.) <> (And it probably dissapeared into Krissy's book collection and never appeared again.) (Or, for real amusement, it's on the bookshelf somewhere in Kat's room. Ha ha.) <> * Katherine strokes Eck's fur, and while Roch dries her nails, Kat collects her shoulder holster. She dumps Eck and puts the .50 in there instead, for cats make poor sidearms. ( Or so you think. ) (Only unmotivated ones.) <> * Rochelle eyes the cat, but her nails are now dry, and she's scooping up her purse. * Demetreia gets up. * Katherine collects her helpful leather jacket and purse. "Gonna tag along then after all, Deme?" * Demetreia nods. "If it's still all right with you." (Can we keep this to a not-very-long mini, then? ^^;) (We can.) (Sure! Less time for Kat to crater her exo. @_@) <> (Let's go with Roch's. Kat wandering into BC with that might draw more attention. >.>) (... if you want a short mini you're really going to have to respond.) (Heh. ^^) (I'm sorry, I'm trying to get started on this. ^^;) <> (Wasn't Roch's in a pile of electronics?) (Yup.) * Rochelle walks past the pile of plastic miniatures to the electronics pile. The first pile is just to throw you off, see. She starts uncovering her exo. * Katherine eyes the piles. "Way too much crap around here." She frowns, and starts helping with the uncovering. Makes it faster! * Demetreia helps as well, tossing aside things that look too heavy for her to lift. <> * Rochelle sighs. She checks it over with an untrained eye. <> * Katherine eyes it with a better trained eye. "If it weren't for all the crap around here, I'd put money on this thing being stolen. I might do it anyway." <> * Katherine shrugs. "Well, ya wanna suit up, or should I fly it over to Ganky's, or should we just meet up?" <> I dunno. How do you want to do it? * Katherine frowns, thinking for a second before saying, "Alright. How about you meet me at Circle Park, in-suit? It's near Ganky's." She points south. "Can't miss it." * Rochelle nods. "Kay, I'll be there." She gets to work on suiting up. <> (Is Deme tagging along with us in suits? ^_^;) ( Yes, but not in suit. ) * Rochelle is in Circle Park, in her beige suit, just sorta standing there and looking around. Seems she arrived just fine. * Katherine walks into Circle Park. Her Exo is a black and grey streaked exo, with white markings at various places on it. It looks like a pretty decent job for a personal exo. * Katherine looks at Roch. "Well, ya ready to hop out into the wilderness?" (Do we have the Nadesco style comm-boxes, or are we reduced to boring noise?) (Comm boxes.) (Yay!) ( What about little me? ) (For those of you who don't know what that means, when someone initiates a commlink with you, a video window which you can resize and move also opens, showing their face.) ( Ahh. ) (As for you, Deme, you get vocals on external speakers.) (Which I'm not using right now for that one.) ( Woo. ) * Demetreia looks between Kat and Roch's exos, unsure what to do next. (Remember, secure transmission is ~.) Sure, let's go for it. * Katherine nods, and speakers, "Deme... uh, I'm not sure how you'll follow us out there, exactly. Do you just wanna sit in the park or something?" * Rochelle tilts her head, just now noticing Deme's there. "Huh, that's a problem." No, I shall be fine. * Demetreia looks up at Kat and Roch's mech--exos. "Shall we go, then?" Uh... right. Sure. Although I may have some trouble keeping up, I'm afraid. * Katherine shrugs. "We'll keep it slow then." Roch can see Kat's wicked grin. "Until we're outside the walls." * Rochelle sees Kat's grin, but doesn't change her expression at all. "Sure. Dunno if I can keep up with you then, but I can try. * Demetreia looks a little nonplussed, but nods. Thank you. <> * Katherine starts a smooth slow run, for her, as straight a line as she can find out of the city. * Demetreia tries to keep as best she can. <> * Rochelle follows easily. Slow works. <> <> (Well, I sorta care, but yeah.) <> * Rochelle hms faintly at that, but doesn't stop. * Katherine doesn't even slow, going right through. ~Don't worry. It shouldn't knock out a suit.~ * Demetreia screws up her nose and twitches a little, but keeps going. <> <> * Demetreia toes an empty DunnoSoda can, looking a little confused. <> * Katherine chuckles. ~It's so empty out here.~ She glances at the unfazed Deme. ~... Cyborg, and she doesn't need air either. Wonder how they managed that one.~ * Rochelle nods. ~Barren, yeah. Yay red.~ She glances at Deme, then shrugs. ~You're the cyber person, not me.~ * Katherine says, ~Sure enough.~ She pauses, then says out loud, "Deme? Can you hear me?" <> (Well, can you?) (Er. Deme?) ( Sorry, scroll not working. ) * Demetreia looks up at Kat's exo and nods. * Katherine hrms. "Well, I don't know how interesting this is for you. I mean... here's Mars. Not all that stuff people build, but the planet we live on. My mom woulda been a bit more poetic about it, but I wasn't any good at poetry." She chuckles. "If Roch is fast enough, we could fly over and look at Platinum Ridge from the outside." "I'll give it a try. Haven't really pushed this thing." * Katherine nods. "Just tell me when I'm going too fast." Kat frowns for a second, then picks up Deme and puts her, legs-over-shoulders facing forward over Kat's head. "Up we go! Off to Platinum Hill." * Demetreia nods her thanks and holds on to what she can. <> (You should probably wrap your arms around the neck.) * Demetreia wraps an arm around the neck, then. (It's the only place to hold on.) * Rochelle zooms after Kat. She'd look delighted, only... she doesn't. <> * Katherine is indeed, and her suit is flaring thrusters rapidly in time with her movement. It's like she's wearing a suit of white/blue flames, sometimes. Except for Deme. <> ~Kat! I can't keep up!~ * Katherine grins. ~Oh! Sorry.~ She doesn't look sorry, but she starts slowing down anyway. <> ~Better. Thanks.~ * Katherine eyes her spedometer. ~Sure. 75 kph. Pretty good speed in suits.~ "How you hanging on up there, Deme? Fallen off yet?" * Demetreia shakes her head. * Katherine doesn't hear a response, and chuckles. "Right. How about you knock if you haven't fallen off." * Demetreia knock-knocks on Kat's head. <> ~Well, she's still alive.~ * Katherine waves at the Rugby people as she zooms by. ~So, Roch. What do you plan to do since you're not in TC anymore? Just hang around?~ ~That's a plus. And no plans, no. Getting out was enough that I didn't even thing about what I was gonna do after.~ * Rochelle sounds almost amused. ~Save the world, I guess.~ <> <> * Katherine chuckles. ~Save the world. Ha. Saving the world doesn't make money. Just gives Eck more places to sleep.~ * Demetreia gives the rugby people a nod. ~Wouldn't hurt to make your cat happy.~ * Katherine smirks. ~Yeah. A happy cat is an intact set of furniture.~ She pauses, then adds, ~If you really want to make it out, though, you've gotta make some money. Or something.~ ~Make money. There's a thought. No idea what I'd do to make money.~ * Katherine is back to grinning as she runs across the plain. ~How about a job? There's gotta be something you can do for a job.~ * Rochelle keeps going. ~What, watch the 'net? Paint other people's nails? Begging's worked so far.~ (Back.) <> * Katherine chuckles. ~Yeah, but I'm helping you out here. And it'll be worse if we have to start going to other cities.~ 2d6-4 * Atom rolls for Demetreia (2d6-4) and gets 0. (Impressive.) ( I <3 Atom. ) <> * Demetreia frowns and knock-knocks on Kat's head again, pointing with her other hand at the butterfly. ~I guess.~ * Katherine tries to interpret Deme's pointy signals, which necessarily means slowing down. "What?" * Demetreia tries to use both hands to do a more triangulating type of point. <> 2d6-2 * Atom rolls for Katherine (2d6-2) and gets 8. (Well, I'm apparently blind.) ( C'mon, Roch, you're my only hope to not be thought of as a street mime. ) (Only missed by 1.) ( A cyborg street mime is a terrible thing to waste. ) 2d6-2 * Atom rolls for Rochelle (2d6-2) and gets 4. (Haha!) <> * Rochelle spots it and blinks. ~Huh. A butterfly, out here.~ ~What? * Katherine starts looking around for it too. ~That doesn't seem possible. There's no air out here.~ <> ~There's a little, right? * Rochelle points at it. 2d6-3 * Atom rolls for Katherine (2d6-3) and gets 3. <> <> ( * Demetreia tries to eat it. ) * Katherine frowns. ~Yeah, but... it'd be... ~ She trails off, and looks at it. ~Wow. Now that's new.~ (Is it tasty?) ~Yeah. Pretty cool.~ She goes to take a better look. (It tastes like broken glass.) ( My god, it burns. ) * Katherine saves some looks of the thing in suit memory, and also tries to get a better look. <> * Demetreia lifts her plasticky cloak thing off her head and holds it, an intent look on her face. <> * Rochelle follows for a bit, then stops. ~Oh yeah, we were goin' somewhere.~ * Katherine starts following it. ~Yeah, but I've never heard of any animals that live out in the wilderness here.~ <> ( Are we within range of it yet? ) ~And it's not like Platinum Ridge moves.~ (Er. Range for what?) ( Deme wants to catch it in her cloak-thing. ) ( I am required to catch them all! Wai! ) <> ( Well. Boo. ) <> * Rochelle peers at the butterfly. ~I kinda like it.~ ~You should take some pics, Roch.~ ( Is this rock outcropping also thirty feet in the air? ;P ) (No. It's twenty. Trust me, you don't want to confine this thing. It's fragile like spun sugar and I'd rather avoid you killing it.) (Oh, fine. ) * Demetreia looks up, a little disappointed, and puts her cloak back on. <> (Yo, Roch? Another lie-down? ^^;) * Demetreia peers at it curiously instead, tilting her head to the side. (^^;;) ~Sure, pictures. How?~ * Rochelle tries to figure out if her suit can even take pictures in the first place. <> * Rochelle tries to take one! (The suit explodes!) <> (Oh no!) ~Oh, that's how.~ ~Well, if you're not TSM, pretty much everything's the same. Lots of finger presses.~ <> * Katherine chuckles. ~On fragile gossamer wings blowing in the winds...~ She sighs, and says, ~Well, that doesn't really fit. It's one of the few poems I can remember most of it.~ ~Didn't know you read poetry. That's kinda pretty.~ * Katherine chuckles, and Roch might see a faint blush. ~It's not even a good poem. And the original was a lot less pretty.~ She mms faintly. ~It fits.~ (You should really get moving.) ~I like it anyway. We gonna keep moving?~ * Katherine stands there, a bit, and then says, ~Sure, yeah.~ Kat turns, and takes off towards Platinum Ridge again. * Demetreia gets back to holding on. * Demetreia looks back at the butterfly as everyone moves on. <> * Rochelle gives it another look, then follows. (._.) <> ( ....! ) ( Evil rock-eating butterflies. ) ~Yo, Roch?~ <> ~Yeah?~ * Katherine licks her lips, and says, ~If I could con Momo into giving you a job, would you take it? I'm sure it wouldn't be constant hours, or nothing, but more reliable than begging.~ * Rochelle is silent for a bit, then says warily, ~What kind of job?~ <> * Katherine chuckles. ~I'd have to ask. I haven't been to Momo's for a couple days, remember?~ She shields her eyes from the Ridge. ~Well, there's the touristy part of our walk.~ * Demetreia raises her eyebrows, looking impressed. * Rochelle squints. ~Yeah. And probably.~ <> * Katherine chuckles. ~That's where everyone decided to plunk down and make movies. Go figure.~ ~Yeah, go figure. They gotta do it somewhere.~ * Katherine remembers Deme is up there. "Platinum Ridge. Obviously. It's where most of the movies are made, if ya didn't know." * Demetreia nods in comprehension. (You got anything else you wanna do?) (Not really.) * Katherine chuckles. "Well, we should probably get back." She grins. ~And if you promise to get a job, maybe we can put your suit somewhere that isn't a pile of junk.~ <>