witchesreign | Hunt 01 ➳ BBS & Action

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Hunt 01 ➳ BBS & Action

{BBS}

I don't know who you are, or what you think you're pulling. This letter you gave me? Bullshit.

I want some real answers and I want them now. Start talking or I'll start bashing heads.

{Action}

_{[Stomping around the lobby is a woman who looks extremely pissed off. The letter everyone receives when they arrive is crumpled up in her fist, a fist that is being waved in the faces of various strangers as she threatens them. Feel free to approach her and get yelled at.]}

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[Dolphin arrives on the scene, noting the woman exclaiming profanity as the woman who was treating to "bash heads" if not placated. Dolphin approaches, carrying a large dictionary under one arm--heaviest thing she could find that wouldn't get her in trouble with her boss--a little frantic.]

Excuse me!

_{_{[Artemis turns to face the woman that's calling out to her. Immediately, her hand reaches for her hunting knife... Only to find it missing from it's usual spot. Great. The fuckers robbed her, too.]}}

What the fuck do you want?

[Dolphin comes to a halt a few feet away from Artemis. She puts her hands up in a sign of peace, hoping that the woman does not attack.]

My name is Dolphin. I'm a secretary here at Garden, a mercenary school. You are obviously very upset and I would like to help you with whatever you need. [And prevent you from bashing heads together, too.]

_{_{[Art doesn't drop her defensive stance. It's instinct to not let her guard down.]}}

You can start by telling me what the fuck I'm doing here.

[Well she's not throwing punches. That's good.]

To put it simply? Time Compression.

Time... Compression?

_{_{[She drops the defensive stance only to give Dolphin a look of confusion.]}}

[Oh yay! The lady doesn't look like she wants to throttle Dolphin, so Dol takes that as a sign of improvement.]

None of the off-worlders in Garden are here by choice. Like you and me and everyone else, we were pulled here by Time Compression. Something that Garden can't control, but tries to offer some stability so we can stand on our feet until Time Compression pulls us back home.

_{_{[Artemis face palms.]}}

This is too fucking much. How do I even know if you're telling the truth?

And - if you are telling the truth - what the hell are we even supposed to do here?

Edited 2012-04-15 03:23 (UTC)

It's true! People come and go and have no choice. Time Compression just...happens!

[She makes a nervous smile.]

When I first got here a couple days ago, I asked for some employee opportunities instead of becoming a student. That's how I got my secretary job.

So you're saying I'm stuck at a fucking school that's supposed to teach me how to do my damn job?

Wonderful.

It's not...too bad? We get to have rooms and food and be in numerous activities...

I'm already a damn mercenary.

I don't need to go to a fucking mercenary school.

_{_{[She rubs a hand over her face and lets out an exasperated sigh.]}}

Are you sure there's no way to leave this place and go home?

Pretty sure.

[She bites her lower lip.]

Maybe you can ask one of the SeeDs.

... I hate this place already.

I'm very sorry, ma'am. I'd much rather be home, as well with my husband and baby boy.

...

Yeah. I understand that.

_{_{[And she's leaving it there. Because there's no way in hell she's giving away that much information about her personal life.]}}

[Dolphin smiles softly.]

If you'd like, we can go get some pastries and coffee and talk about the academy and what you could do here.

_{_{[Artemis eyes her warily.]}}

Sure. Whatever.

_{_{[If this chick tries anything, Artemis knows she could easily snap her in half. She'll take a chance.]}}

Edited 2012-04-15 03:57 (UTC)

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