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poly_chromatic2013-08-13 07:50 am
olduvai) wrote in poly_chromatic2013-08-13 07:50 am
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[ what's up, poly? now that the pirate shenanigans are over, you're very much welcome to the usual sight of our dear fountain bringing in another one of those new arrivals, the side of their face just barely in view of the screen.
or are they new, is the question (yes they are).
the man who appears on the screen is probably a familiar face to a lot of people, but there are notable differences: he looks just a bit younger for one, his face covered with facial hair, his hair cut shorter, blood all over his face and uniform (mostly his, yes, but they've healed, so don't worry), and he's seems less - angry. more hardened, really. less 'i don't have time for this bullshit', and more 'i don't really need this right now' - if you catch my drift.
plus, he's carrying an assault rifle in one hand. that's not something that the good old country doctor does, is it? ]
Could do with a better welcoming committee.
[ charming, isn't he?
but really, no one answered his question when he started asking around, but that might have something to do with the fact that he looks less than friendly in his standard uniform. anyway, he's been duly informed that asking through a 'network' will give him his answers, so here he is. ]
How about we start with the question where the hell am I, and then we'll go from there? If there are any devil dogs around, oorah. [ he says it with a deadpan expression, then cuts the feed. ]
or are they new, is the question (yes they are).
the man who appears on the screen is probably a familiar face to a lot of people, but there are notable differences: he looks just a bit younger for one, his face covered with facial hair, his hair cut shorter, blood all over his face and uniform (mostly his, yes, but they've healed, so don't worry), and he's seems less - angry. more hardened, really. less 'i don't have time for this bullshit', and more 'i don't really need this right now' - if you catch my drift.
plus, he's carrying an assault rifle in one hand. that's not something that the good old country doctor does, is it? ]
Could do with a better welcoming committee.
[ charming, isn't he?
but really, no one answered his question when he started asking around, but that might have something to do with the fact that he looks less than friendly in his standard uniform. anyway, he's been duly informed that asking through a 'network' will give him his answers, so here he is. ]
How about we start with the question where the hell am I, and then we'll go from there? If there are any devil dogs around, oorah. [ he says it with a deadpan expression, then cuts the feed. ]
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[ He starts to head in the direction of the labs, nodding for Reaper to join him. Offers a hand. ]
You're not the oldest relic around, don't worry. My bike beats you. [ Come to think of it ... ] You can borrow it to make your rounds, it'll get you through the woods a lot faster.
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[ he raises his free hand. it's covered with disgusting amount of dry blood. better not. ]
You're gonna offer me your bike without knowing if I can use it or not? [ why are hell are you nice to him. ]
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[ His grin widens and he shrugs. ]
You're looking for your sister, right? You look like the guy who's been more of a brother to me than anyone else my whole life, call this a karmic reach-around.
And if you can't use it, I'm not losing any gas, so.
[ YOLO. ]
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[ that's - not quite a compliment, but it might be. ]
Don't worry. I like walking.
[ so thanks, but it's okay. ]
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[ Let's all agree on that! Anyway; ] Alright. Let's get you stocked up on supplies and that map updated before you head out, it's a big place.
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[ and he's not afraid to call you out on it. ]
Lead the way then, Captain.
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Jim. I'm not on official business and I'm not your captain.
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From 'sawbones'? [ obvious conclusion. ]
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No, no, it's a bit more personal than that. [ Pardon him privately texting. ] I'm letting him know I'm helping you out.
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[ talk more, jim, because reaper isn't going to intrude on your private time with your comm. ]
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How'd you get the name 'Reaper'? Was it a Grimm pun?
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Well, they're not poets.
Sealed the deal when I got the ink on my arm.
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[ bang, bang. ]
The ink, you can see. That's fine with me.
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[ And when they reach the labs, Jim swipes them in to head to the floor he keeps for his people, acquiring one of those ancient laptops. ]
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[ something that he hopes you'll respect, jim. even if he's allowed to talk about it, it's not something he wants to delve into, anyway. ]
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[ Drawing up the City grid, he hacks into Uhura's former gateways to bring up cameras and sets them aside on the stupid little screen, fingers flying through coding to start searching business records for the name Samantha Grimm.
It's not his fault he can hack those shitty firewalls with his eyes closed, they should have repaired them since last time. ]
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[ he leaves his rifle on one of the table nearest after a moment of consideration (if jim touches it and tries to cock it, it will not verify him as the owner and basically won't work) but leaves his other, smaller gun with him,, tucked inside his uniform, just in case. he's going to go and get in the shower and change his clothes and it may take him a while - dried blood is hard to get rid off, and he has a lot. also there will be a lot of brooding going on in shower because fuck his life, honestly.
when he comes out, he's going to be wearing one of the shirts shown to him by jim, plus clean pants that he found somewhere nearby, clearly showing off this tattoo, since jim wanted to see it anyway. there are a number of faint scars on his skin, but none of them prominent or looked as though they needed stitching before the skin tissues closed and healed.
he also has no bruises, but then, that's hard to notice at first glance, to be honest. ]
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Blue eyes light up where they rest on the screen, reflecting the information when he glances over at his returned company some time later. He doesn't blame him for making use of the facilities, it looked like Reaper had been through hell and back in his own clothes. ]
Hey, wow, there was a person under all that blood after all. That is a nice tat. C'mere.
[ Swiveling around on his stool, Jim opens up a stringy plastic backpack with the lab logo on it, taking out the PADD-wannabe and navigating the touch-screen map with all the little dots that open on it with slices of information, distances and terrain descriptors. ]
This is mine, I've been fixing it up for a few weeks. Everything's locked down except the map, which I've pulled up a route for you on. If it futzes up that's because I haven't used that program myself yet, the power cells might go out if you leave it on all day. It's better than the shitty paper fold-outs in town though, goes without saying.
[ Offering it over with a smile. ]
If you break it, I'll kill you. Think of it like my inanimate child.
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Surprise.
[ the touchscreen pad is easy to navigate, and yeah, it's much better than paper fold-outs. he'd probably lose that, but not this. ]
Fixing it up?
[ you didn't come across as the kind of guy with that kind of hobby, jim. ]
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[ Some of his own earnings, that's all. Maybe he is helping the guy out more than he would anyone else, but. Well, people can go fuck themselves, Jim does what he wants and right now he can see echoes of his friend in a man who gives him a good gut feeling. ]
It's not a fortune or anything, but since you're heading out to pull off your own search you don't want to starve. I've been out there twice now. Trust me when I suggest heading into the City for a bite to eat every day, at least for breakfast. The smell of food will wear off by the afternoon and the monsters in the forests won't be able to track you as easily.
Take it with the PADD.
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[ yeah, he went there.
but oh - this is a new, different thing. a very unusual thing. not a lot of people would offer a stranger their help. even less would give them their money just so they have some provisions. it makes him stop, eyes flicking from the card to jim to the padd and then back again like he doesn't know what to do with any of them. he's not unused to blind kindness offered to him - some people have a soft spot for soldiers because of their roles in the wars, and in protecting their country - but frankly, this is a bit much. ]
Why are you doing this? And you don't give me that bullshit about having the same face as your friend. I'm not him.
[ you don't know me. how many times do i have to say it? ]
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[ Stubbornly, he starts to close down the irrelevant programs without offering a real answer. ]
I've got a good gut feeling about you. [ Far be it from Jim to elaborate. ] There's nothing on a Samantha Grimm, by the way, I've checked City-wide records. I'd suggest starting at the Hall of the Missing and swinging your way back around.
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