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uisgeannan2014-05-08 08:52 am
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this might be a cdc setting thing who knows
[She hadn't turned them down when they recruited her. She didn't have much of an opinion one way or another, even though these people are dealing with the living instead of the already dead. But what is a Black Shooter if not a doll to be used for the agenda of others? Rock had listened compliantly and said little (nothing, actually), which they had taken for agreement.
The planet doesn't surprise her that much. There isn't any familiarity to it, but she's used to that from the phantasmic worlds stagnant souls create for themselves. Urban cities, small European towns, jungles - this is just another in a long line of curious places that need to be dealt with before she can move on to the next.
There is something that's begun to nag at her, though. Curiosity. It might just be from the fish raining down from the sky. It could also be the result of being thrown into such a bizarre situation, no Ron to guide her (just a nonsentient weapon to resemble him, looking like a huge black metallic snake currently coiled around her upper arm), no stagnant souls to purify, only the orders from these new people to follow.
She isn't sure, as she passively watches the fish from underneath a giant spire.]
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The planet doesn't surprise her that much. There isn't any familiarity to it, but she's used to that from the phantasmic worlds stagnant souls create for themselves. Urban cities, small European towns, jungles - this is just another in a long line of curious places that need to be dealt with before she can move on to the next.
There is something that's begun to nag at her, though. Curiosity. It might just be from the fish raining down from the sky. It could also be the result of being thrown into such a bizarre situation, no Ron to guide her (just a nonsentient weapon to resemble him, looking like a huge black metallic snake currently coiled around her upper arm), no stagnant souls to purify, only the orders from these new people to follow.
She isn't sure, as she passively watches the fish from underneath a giant spire.]
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As much fun as free food is though, being pelted with it isn't so he'll make his way towards Rock's spire, blinking when he notices someone actually...already there, huh. ]
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Oh well, it's still something to watch.
Though, she directs her attention to the guy eating a raw one when he comes into view. She doesn't say anything but she does look curious.]
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...Mind if I stay a while? [ Until all the fish let up and that nonsense. ]
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Is that....
[Maybe this is a dumb question.]
Tasty?
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...It's alright. It'd be better cooked. [ And without all the bones he keeps eating. ]
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Because her stomach is growling a moment later. Loudly.]
............ [This is entirely embarrassing to her if the blush appearing on her face is any indication.]
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She'll take it and bite into it, chewing quietly.]
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He doesn't even mind that they aren't really having much of a conversation. It's actually a relief after all the hustle as bustle so far. ]
...Good?
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But that fish is, frankly, pretty awful. She's swallowing that mouthful hard, and because she's hungry enough her next one is just going to be swallowed without chewing.]
............. It'll do.
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.................
Um...
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After she's got the bare minimum of food in her she'll hurriedly hand it back.]
Th... thank you.
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She'll give Rapunzel another glance. It was nice of him to offer the fish, no matter how awful it was. She hesitates, before deciding to respond:]
Rock.
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He blinks. ]
...Rapunzel. [ ... ] Nice to meet you.
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Yes. Nice to meet you, too.
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.... [ He's not sure what else to say here now though, so after a moment of silence he'll lift the remaining bit of fish to his mouth and take another squishy bite. ]
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Welp.]
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I can get it.
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It would be useful, right? [The supplies, that is. No more eating raw fish!]
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...Yeah, probably. [ Nodnod. He's can't see it not having some use. ]
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And the she darts back under the spire, holding the parcel out.]
Here.
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...You're fast. And strong. [ APPROVAL. Rock is a Prince, he's decided now. ]
this might be a reply... who knows
Rytlock was expecting trouble, in the strange, alien place he emerged. He just never imagined the trouble would come in the form of raining fish. At first he could only stare awestruck at what going on... and then realized, after getting struck in the face with a showering salmon, that this was a bad idea.
Not particularly hungry and more inclined to find shelter than snack on free food, Rytlock ducks under the makeshift roof of a bizarre rock formation and sighs.]
Of all the lousy luck...
[Of all the lousy luck, indeed, as when he makes the mistake of glancing off to the side, he spies what appears to be a human girl standing there.
Dammit.]
Hey, you. It's not safe here. [Maybe. Probably.] Get to safety.
it is a mystery
That is, until she sees how catlike he is.
He obviously isn't a typical cat and she's hardly intimidated, but for some reason she can't stop herself from staring. As if there's something on the tip of her tongue, but she isn't sure just what that is....]
....
[It's a few moments before she realizes he's talking to her, and she looks away quickly.]
Ah - it's only fish.
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She was expecting these new worlds to be full of new and exciting alien civilizations, but nooooo. It's her first time experiencing many things: being drugged up, being airdropped, getting stuck in mud, losing her shoes to mud, and having fish tangled in her hair. This is complete bullshit.
She will gladly destroy this world after she evaluates the potential loot for her creations.]
YOU, girl! Make room!
[...That was supposed to be more authoritative rather than shrill, but she's been desperate to find a place to get the fish out of her hair.]
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Oh, dear. It looks like this girl has been through the wash. And the dry. Followed by a very thorough roll in the mud.
She raises her eyebrows slightly before stepping to the side to make room. After a moment of hesitation she's stating very simply:]
... Rock.
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But sorry, Rock, she couldn't hear you over her own undignified whining as she tries to untangle a fish from her hair. That and some mumbling about guts and buns. Finally:]
What.
[Just a bit snippy right now.]
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My name. It's Rock.
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You poor girl, what a horrible name. [Astera honestly pities Rock, even if her expression reads as exasperated as she gives her a once-over. To be bestowed such a name must be ill-fate. It doesn't flatter such a pretty face.
...But then again, maybe it's the state of her brain that her parents named her after. Oh well.]
Luna is a much better name. [Now back to work on her hair.] My name is Astera, Luna.
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What?
Rock looks flabbergasted, to say the least. She's never given any thought to her name before, and sure, a joke would be one thing. But this girl seems serious.]
Ah....
[What is she supposed to do?????]
Nice to... meet you?
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Also, she's being totally serious, which is why Astera looks...somewhat pleased that Rock isn't fighting it.]
An unpleasant experience, yes, but it is...nice to meet you too. [The fish is the unpleasant part, but she's finally managed to untangle the irksome fish and toss it to the side like it's nothing.]
Now, Luna, would you mind checking to see if I missed anything? [She turns around so that Rock can get a good look at her hair. The last thing she needs is to walk around like a fool with something else stuck to her.]
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Somehow, it seems less important than removing those couple of tiny fish still stuck in Astera's hair. She'll close the distance between them and carefully pluck them out, then drop them on the ground.
One last once over and everything looks good!]
Okay.
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Yup, just going for it. Not even asking for permission.]
You're lucky to not have gotten any in your hair, but this is for preventative measures. [She's pretty sure she has a few elastics on her person.]
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[This... is far better than getting yelled at or having her name changed. Yes, Rock is Very Okay with this. The only small downside is that she can't ever remember braiding hair herself, so her eyes are locked on Astera's hands to see how it's done.]
I'll... do yours after.
[If she doesn't mind.]
1/2
But still. Not sure...how to...feel...]
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Just try not to tug. There will be punishment if you try something weird.
[Although she doubts Rock would do such a thing considering how she seems so empty-headed.]
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Okay. I'll try not to.
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Good, good. And once we get a chance to clean up, I can show other ways to style your hair. Taking care of your hair should be a top priority for any girl.
[Done with one side, so Astera switches to the other once she snaps a rubber band in place.]
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That's causing Rock to perk up thoughtfully. She can't quite explain why, but somehow that makes haircare seem... interesting? Important? She had gotten annoyed when Ron teased her about that makeover Io gave her.]
I'd... like that. I think.
[Thankfully her pigtails are uneven. Her second one is much shorter, less to braid.]
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Ah, maybe it's because Rock is simply pitiable. Right, that must be it! She can't help but want to
pat her head and become a senpailook after her. It's also nice to interact with another girl without any conflict--FFFFFFFFFfffffffff]
This won't do at all. [She's combing the other side with her fingers as if trying to lengthen it. This unevenness is going to bother her so much.]
Before styling, I will have to even-out your hair. What happened for it to be like this? [Which hair stylist does she need to send her children after for punishment?]
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But not Astera has her unsure of it. She can't remember her hair ever being different and that has her more concerned than anything else.]
I don't know. It's always been like this.