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 Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 5:37 pm
::Sato scratched at her nose and smiled at Cora. An explanation? Yeah. This should be really ******** good::
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 5:43 pm
*gunsinger's gaze shifts to Sato. both she and the other women give off a sense of military discipline... if Sato's is tempered a bit by arrogance... he retreats a half step and positions himself where he can see everone in the room.... he then lights a cigarette and exhales a jet of smoke...... his face is expressionless... but inside he's scowling.... he didn't like this situation..*
You know something about this place, Miss Cora?
*he directs his gaze over to her, keeping the other 2 within his periphrial Vision.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 6:03 pm
"Well, explain then." Felicity watches Cora for a moment, then glances toward the person calling himself Gunsinger. He seemed to make the most sense out of anyone here, even if he only knew just as much as she did. Probably because he seemed to be from the same time period... no, same world as herself. Not so the other two.
"Look... I don't care who you're working for... if anyone. We can work something out. I just want to know why I'm here. And where you're all from," she adds, looking at Sato's attire in particular.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 6:09 pm
We're not working for anyone... in fact, we're all under the same circumstances as you. Where we are is not a normal place. It...
:::how am I supposed to put this to these people? They look like they're from before schools even existed:::
Basically, this place exists outside the realm of time. We're all from different points in history. I'm from very far into your future, as is this woman...
:::She motions with her hand::: Her name is Sato. Like you, we've all been picked up out of our everyday lives and dropped off here.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 6:13 pm
::Sato sighs::
Great explanation, Blondie.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 6:15 pm
:::Cora turns her head to grimmace at Sato as if to say "Like you know any better...":::
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 6:20 pm
*gunsinger takes another puff on his cigarette and looks Cora squarely in the eyes*
but, why are we here? What ipurpose brings us to this place? Your explaination means damnably little if you can't tell us that.
*he inhales then blows out another jet of smoke, remaining perfectly still other than that. Like a tensed spring.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 6:24 pm
Felicity nods in agreement with Gunsinger, though still perhaps even more suspicious of him than she is of the others because he seems... well, more real. Everyone else could just be actors.
"The future? How far in the future? Where are we-- when are we?" There were still so many questions she had. She stops there for now, though.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 6:26 pm
Why, we're NOWHERE, kiddo. Didn't you know? We're outside of the universe or some stupid crap like that.
::Sato did up her face in a mock grimace::
OOOOOoooooOOOOOooooOOOOOHHHHH SPPOOOOOOOOOOOOOKY!
I wouldn't buy into any of the s**t if I were you.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 6:33 pm
:::Cora sighs... this was a tough crowd. She puts on her angry face and scolds Sato.:::
Sato, do you wear a damned watch? Or any kind of time-telling mechanism on that suit of yours? I don't know how else you think we can explain this but as a temportal distortion outside of time... and maybe even space.
:::Turning back to the rest of the audience, feeling bad for probably confusing the hell out of them:::
At any rate... none of us know why we're here. We're trying to figure that out. Just be at rest knowing that you can go back home whenever you want to... but you can't control when the Brink takes your or puts you back in your time. It will do so at it's own discretion, maybe even just at random. We're not sure.
:::Cora glanced at the girl, who obviously was having the toughest time adjusting::: So just... relax. I know there are a lot of questions. We'll work on answering them
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 6:46 pm
*Gunsinger thinks about Cora's words for a spell.. then puts the stub of his cigarette out on a table top*
So in otherwords we have little choice in the matter and might as well get used to it.
*He takes a pivoting step towards the bar.. He didn't like the looks of those shackels around Cora's wrist... no chains or anything but they didn't look like jewlery either.... as for sato, he already considered her a possible threat... though at least she was the kind of threat he could understand. plenty of guys like her in the army... over confident, over zealous and drunk on the stench of blood and gunpowder. The other girl didn't look armed.... but he had a sense about her... probably spent a lot of time in places like this back where they came from.... and the deck of cards on the table made that all the more evident.... He somehow doubted they were for playiing "Old Maid."*
*He makes his way to the bar and leans against it.. new angle.. but he could still make out everyone in the room.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 6:56 pm
Felicity just stares for a second, trying to take everything in. She couldn't quite grasp the concept of existing outside of time, let alone space, but for now, she decides to just accept what's happening and go along with it.
"Well... If we're all in the same situation, I suppose there's no need to use a false name. It's Felicity, not Jane. Sorry for misleading you there, even if it was for just a few minutes."
She starts a bit closer to the others, but then remembers the deck of cards on the table and picks them up, putting them in her pocket.
"But if we're all from different... times.... Where're you all from?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 7:00 pm
::Sato leans back. In the same situation, huh?::
Well, I'm Sato. Lieutenant in the ATU Fourth Division AEDF. I'm from the chocolatey ******** center of hell.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 7:06 pm
I don't think they know what chocolate is Sato...
:::Turning back to them:::
Sato is from around the 2700's though they measure time differently in... the place she lives. I originated in the 31st century... And you two look like you're from... theeeee... :::She holds out her last word in thought, she shot out a guess:::
1700's?
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 7:18 pm
1800's
*Gunsinger says gruffly*
Where I'm from its March, 14th, 1877.
*his gaze shigfts to Felicity*
What about you Miss. Lockhart. you look like you're not too far off of me.
*he regards everyone in the room carefully.... he hadn't even flinched when he heard how far in the "future" the other two were. for now he just watches.. and listens.*
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