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.

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Agent York (AU)

[logicunlocked]

Instructions? Instructions are for chumps. He'll worry about getting his rooming assignment later—right now he wants to see this place for himself. He exits the building and is immediately stuck with the complete lack of anything the welcome message had warned about. He's in his armor, which they'd left him in when he had been thrown into the brig, and he unseals the helmet, immediately willing to experiment with the facts. No deadly poison here, from what he can tell. The only reason he knows this must be legit is there are people among the people streaming up and down the street who do have their helmets on. Hm. That must mean the clouds can appear suddenly.

He replaces his helmet and begins to amble down the street. Sooner or later he'll see some interesting person, someone who seems more willing or able to answer his questions about the place.

Re: Agent York (AU)

[baruthumos]

It may be a clear day, but Omega is still wearing his helmet. He is on a mission, and the objectives are lit up on his heads-up display. Boots, bananas, and bandages. Boots, because there was an incident involving his and some rebar and now the sole isn't exactly attached to the left one. Bananas, because they're on sale and he can't remember the last time he had one. And bandages because they've run out of them at home again.

Speaking of bananas, there's a person walking down the street in a full suit of yellow armor. Helmets are one thing, helmets are just good sense. But armor? That's worth a second glance, and more.

Re: Agent York (AU)

[trustandfireworks]

Theta doesn't usually go shopping with his siblings, but he's decided to tag along today partly because it's a rare nice day and he loves the barely-seen sun, but also because his sweet stash is running low.

For now, he's perfectly content to walk with his oldest brother, almost skipping slightly so he can keep up with Omega's long gait, up until the point where a fully armored figure comes into view. Theta stops in the street, unable to keep from staring. Then he runs to catch up with Meg again, this time pressing closer to him as they draw nearer to the armored person.

[logicunlocked]

He can sense it when someone's looking at him through one of those helmets—there's something about the angle of the head that he's gotten used to reading back at Freelancer. And this black-helmeted person is definitely looking at him. He turns, then gestures a little with his head as if to say, 'get a load of this place.'

The black helmet doesn't tell him much—Tex wears black, but he doesn't think she'd be caught dead on a foreign planet without the rest of her armor. And there are other Freelancers it could be. "I hope you got here long enough before I did that you know what's going on," he says.

[baruthumos]

Omega makes sure he's between this stranger and Theta, fold his arms and looks the armor up and down. He probably lose a fight. The other man's words make no sense. Nothing is going on, as far as Omega knows. "Not really," he has to admit. "Why, did something blow up?" Maybe this guy's bomb squad? "It must have been important if they ruined everyone's clear day."

[trustandfireworks]

Theta is very content to stay behind Omega, one hand flexing at his side as he tries not to grab hold of his brother's shirt. He's eleven years old, he's not a baby anymore! ...That armor's really freaky. And big. Meg's strong, he knows it, but that guy looks like he's about to go fight in a war. He slips a bit closer to the safety Omega provides, peering out from behind him.

[logicunlocked]

He cocks his head slightly. He does recognize that voice, or he thinks he does, but it doesn't make sense. None of the AI fragments can possess a body, as far as he knows. "Well, I never saw an explosion, but maybe that explains it," he says. "But you sure sound like you've been here long enough to get used to things. What's with this Transponser thing?"

[baruthumos]

Omega is confused, and Theta doesn't seem too happy, and he's starting to get angry. "What under the sun is a Transposer, you fool?" he asks. "And why are you wandering around in a large tin can?" Forget bomb squad. This man's clearly an idiot. "Do you have a name?" He looks over his shoulder to check on Theta, who hasn't said a word in far too long.

[trustandfireworks]

A small smile crosses Theta's hidden face at 'tin can' for a brief moment. Sometimes Omega's anger provides small bits of funniness... providing the anger's not aimed at him of course. Feeling eyes on him, Theta glances up to see Meg looking back at him and he nods, assuring him with a quiet "I'm okay".

[logicunlocked]

"Okay, you're not who I thought you were," York says, making a dismissive motion ith his shoulder. "People call me York."

[baruthumos]

"People call you York?" Omega repeats. "I'd call you a banana. A large ... metal ... banana." Hey, they can't all be winners. "Wait. Who did you think I was? And what's with the banana suit?"

[trustandfireworks]

This time Theta can't help but giggle. The man, York, might still be scary and inmitidating, but it's less so now, especially after the banana comment. He shifts away from Omega a little, feeling a bit braver, though he stays close enough to quickly retreat again if need be.

[logicunlocked]

"It's just what we wear," he says. "It's very slimming." He shakes his head. "Who I thought you were doesn't matter because you are definitely not him. Omega's an AI and as far as I can tell, you're human."

Re: Agent York (AU)

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

York won't be alone for long as someone else exits the building only a short while after him. Unlike others in the street, she's only holding a gas mask instead of an actual helmet. She's forgone wearing it for now. Of course, she noticed the power armor, which was rather much compared to everyone else, and, well, she felt she had to comment. "Holy shit, you look ready for a war. Is the power armor a fashion statement, or do we actually got some concern for attacks here?"

wow just found this notif sorry

[logicunlocked]

He turns to see the speaker, then shrugs. "Back where I come from it comes with the job, but I'm pretty new here. So...hell if I know."

That's okay. o/

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

"Where ya come from?" Roxy said questioningly, looking around. Nothing LOOKED like a terminal thingy. That was where far travel happened, right? She looked at him and jerked a thumb behind her. "From here?"

[logicunlocked]

"Nope, from a spaceship," he says. He shrugs. "Other than the fact I'm missing somebody important, it's a better place than where I came from."

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

"Really? Huh, so didn't look up where you were going?" Roxy asked curiously. "Who are you missin'? Maybe we can find 'em?"

[logicunlocked]

"I didn't come on the spaceship," he clarifies. "I came through that transporter thing. Back there in the casino." He shakes his head. "I'm missing my AI, but they took him from me before I got pulled through here. They uninstalled him, so to speak. The people in charge."

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

"So you did come from there," Roxy said. Well, that explains all of that. "They did? Ouch, what dicks. So rude just ganking AIs from their bros, AIs got feelings too, y'know."

[logicunlocked]

He looks at her with an appreciative smile. "You know, not everybody understands that. But yeah, we've been partners for years, lot of years. Separating us like that was bullshit, even if we screwed up." Screwed up and got caught, not screwed up when they decided to try to take over the Project, but eh.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

"Some peeps are fuckin' bricks, it's usually obvs unless AI is being deliberately obtuse," Roxy said with a shrug. Because sometimes Lil Hal was being a dick like that, but then the sass would come. "And no reason to not give the punishments together, just sounds more efficient that."

She glanced over her shoulder. "Though...guess it's gonna be a while 'fore you see 'im now."

[logicunlocked]

His smile eases off. "Have you had a chance to find out much about that Transponser thing? I get the impression the owner has no idea how to get us back where we came from."

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

"Yeah, I get that impression to, though I haven't talked to him yet. Wanted the lay of the land first," Roxy said, looking back at him. "Though, with what you're wearing, it does bring up a few OTHER possibilities for what it travels through, but, uh, if it's only got one setting, you're....not in the same universe that you were."

[logicunlocked]

"Yeah, tell me about it. It's weird though, the helmets people wear look a lot like the ones that go with our armor, like the one I'm wearing."