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 Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 8:55 pm
::Sato ducks behind the bar and comes up with a bottle of vodka. She hefts herself up to sit on the countertop and swings her legs around the side to face the kid again::
Well, Kyle, I'm Lieutenant Sato, A.E.D.F.
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:02 pm
Cool *Kyle walks up to the bar, sets the sword down and climbs up onto his stool next to Sato* so you're, like, space military?
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:04 pm
::Sato puts the bottle down for a minute::
That's right kid. I've got a big robot that I pilot, and I live on a huge ship in space, and I go out and I kill bad guys. Lots and lots of bad guys.
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:12 pm
*Kyle listens raptly until Sato mentions killing people, then he looks uncomfortable*
lots and lots...?
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:14 pm
::Sato nods::
Yeah. That's what you do in a war, kiddo. It sucks, but when the other guy is trying to kill you first, you don't have much of a choice. You want a drink?
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:22 pm
*Kyle shakes his head* uh-uh. I've got one.
*he points to the Coca-Cola sitting on the table across the room*
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:24 pm
Oh. Good.
::Sato picks up the bottle again... then looks back at Kyle::
You from earth, Kyle?
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:28 pm
*Kyle nods* I'm from the USA. Have you ever been there?
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:31 pm
::Sato shakes her head::
Nope. Never even seen earth. But it seems a bunch of people here live there. How cool is that?
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:37 pm
*Kyle gets off his barstool and walks across the room to get his Coca-Cola* you should come visit and bring your robot and then you can show my dad that people can too go to outer space...
*he reaches the table with this Coca-Cola, grabs it and walks back to the bar* ...and then you could meet my mom and we could go to the beach...
*he thinks about this a moment* do you have beaches and oceans where you live in outer space?
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:40 pm
::Sato shakes her head. God this kid was something. She pulls loose her chin strap, and slides off her helmet::
Well, can't say I've ever seen a beach... or an ocean. Seen pictures, though.
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:49 pm
*Kyle climbs back up on his barstool. When Sato takes her helmet off, he looks at her with a quizzical expression*
Are you a boy, or a girl?
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:57 pm
::Sato laughs. Far be it for the kid to realize that was a compliment to her::
I'm a girl, Kyle. What's wrong? Afraid of cooties?
::Sato takes a swig of the vodka::
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 10:02 pm
*Kyle shakes his head* no! My friend Maggie is a girl and my mom is a girl and they don't have cooties.
*he thinks* My dad says girls don't belong in the military. He says that's why the Commies think we're weak.
... but... I think you're pretty cool. I bet you're way good at your job.
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 10:07 pm
::Sato laughs::
You know what Kyle? People in space think the same thing. That girls shouldn't be in the military. But guess what? I'm better at my job than ALL the guys around me!
::Sato suddenly starts fading. She stop up the bottle and places it back under the counter::
Hey! Looks like my time is up here, little man. I'll catch you around, but until then, here's a little secret, just between you and me. I'll bet I could take your dad.
::Sato winks and grabs her helmet and then is completely gone::
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