LOG: Anywhere you go, there you are

[mercenarymayhem]

Who: Anyone who's out and about town
What: Mingling
Where: The business district and casino
When: A fairly normal day
Warnings: Please warn as needed

It's a rare day, one with clear skies and empty air, and everyone seems to be out and about, shopping and stopping in to various places of entertainment to make the most of it. Some people are even seen without their helmets, a risky behavior but one which they chose take the luxury of indulging in.

Today's curious though, for it's the day that Jimmy settles his newest acquisition into a basement room of the casino. The Transponser, a teleportation device, left to malfunction until the inventor who sold it to him can be located again, for yes, he's made himself scarce after this deception. Apparently getting money for his work was more attractive than perfecting the technology behind it.

In any case, it's a day for socializing and getting to know friends better and meet neighbors.

Comments

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

I'm totes a computer nerd. [Seems proud of it to boot.]

[She shrugged.] Didn't have a choice. Assholes made it unlivable and here I am.

[Well, okay, she got kidnapped by a teleporter, but assholes did make home unbearable.]

[grifshot]

Really? I thought Earth was in okay shape? At least it was when I left but that was a few years ago.

[Huh? Think you know a planet...probably a good thing he and his sister got off it when they did then.]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Unlivable where I was. This was the next place I ended up.

Dunno how the rest of Earth is.

[grifshot]

[Well, Grif might have to look into that, if he remembers. Not that he has a lot of connection with Earth anymore.]

Huh. Guess things were worse than I thought.

So who are you, anyway?

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[She shrugged. No reason to go into details.]

Roxy Lalonde. How 'bout you, Sunkist?

[grifshot]

Grif.

[He prefers going by his last name. His first name, Dexter, is far too nerdy. It takes a minute for him to remember his social niceties.]

Nice to meet you, I guess.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Pleasure to meet ya, Grif.

So this is your car?

[grifshot]

Sorta. It's Sarge's but he lets us borrow it to get groceries and stuff. We're on the edge of town.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Is that far then?

[grifshot]

Pretty far. Far enough that walking's out of the question.

[Granted, walking's always out of the question for Grif.]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[Whistles.] That's pretty far. Must be a big city.

[grifshot]

Pretty big, especially when you're out in boonies.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

The boonies? That's like....slums? Ghetto?

[grifshot]

Probably the closest thing would be a slum. But that's because it's kinda worn down and stuff.

It's cheap.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

...how cheap?

[grifshot]

Why? You looking for somewhere to stay?

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Dunno. Might be.

[grifshot]

Personally, I'd avoid that area. It's not a nice part of town. There's better places.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

...thought you were from the boonies.

[grifshot]

I am. Kid like you, shouldn't be.

[Welcome to Grif's older brother instinct kicking. When did he become such a sap?]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Don't kids live in the boonies all the time?

[grifshot]

Not where I live.

Seriously, it's in the middle of nowhere, half our stuff doesn't work, and we get the worst of the storms. You're safer here.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

.... [She shrugged.] Eh, sounds normal enough?

[grifshot]

Normal doesn't always mean good.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

...true.