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 Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2007 1:39 pm
Dartsmoore raised an eyebrow and followed Archie so as to investigate this craft. Funny that he'd thought her human or something. Though apart from her ears, she didn't really look like someone who hailed from another galaxy. Just someone with really really odd (or bad, depending on your opinion) tastes. It was rather intriguing to see this funny little craft start to open. Vaguely she wonded what would be inside.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 2:40 pm
Archie stopped at the pod's side and leaned forward slightly. Inside, as he had known there would be, was a child. A very shiny child. He stood up straight, reluctant to touch the baby. Maybe if he didn't, this woman would pick it up instead and Archie could make his getaway. Not very sportsmanlike behavior from someone who actually cared about the welfare of his fellow criminals, but a fitting move from a person with no money and five mouths to feed back home.
He looked at Dartsmoore. "It's a baby," he said, trying to sound shocked, like he hadn't been expecting that at all. No siree. He had somehow managed to describe this pod, and had gone out of his way to clear the road for its landing, but he didn't know what was in it. Right.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 2:49 pm
Dartsmoore leaned over to get a look and jumped halfway out of her skin. "I flippin knew it!" she exclaimed, more to herself then Archie. After regaining from her brief lapse of control, Dartie turned to face the other. "And your acting sucks by the way. Get to explaining who this kid is, why he's here and what I can do." the woman's hand moved slightly towards her belt where numberous daggers seemed to have materialized. Or had they always been there and he'd been too distracted to see? Either way she meant business, though luckily for Archie, didn't seem too inclined to either flee the scene or leave the kid to him.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 3:16 pm
"Hey, um..." Archie put one hand up, palm out, in the air between his body and Dartsmoore's. The other slid along the warm metal of the ship as he backed away a step. He swallowed. "Okay. These babies that come from the sky committed a crime back home, wherever they came from. This is their second chance, kind of. The heads of the planets that send them here don't care for Gaia. It's just like a big prison. They think if they send people who do bad things here, they'll never have to think about them again. Like humans used to think about Australia." He chuckled to himself at that, but stopped quickly, realizing that unless one knew what Australia was, that statement just wasn't funny.
"I don't think they thought we'd change though originally," he continued, not explaining who he meant by 'they.' "See? Here." He reached into the pod and pulled out what seemed to be a photograph, not bothering to look at it as he held it out for her to see. It was fairly safe to assume the criminal pictured looked sufficiently different from the baby in the pod, but there had been that one time...
"The baby's not a real baby. He's that. And you can bring him home and take care of him. Please?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 3:34 pm
Dartsmoore looked at the picture. "So he is Akutekan. They originated in the worlds I am from but after a few wars they were believed to have gone extinct. This one's clan must've escaped into one of the worlds that're part of this program and commited some sort of crime-well that's their nature so I'm not surprised. But..." she trailed off as she looked at the reborn crimminal. "An Akutekan who was criminal enough for this punishment will definitely be trainable in my profession. Anyway, I'm sure he'll get along decently with the other on the way. A reborn God, and a reborn Criminal. Quite an interesting pair." she smirked.
"Fine. I'll take him. Anything special I'm supposed to know to care for a reborn criminal? Any sort of rules?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 4:58 pm
That had been easy. "Well, no. If you know what he is, that's great. Even better than I had expected!" He lowered his hands, happy that she wasn't planning on knifing him anymore. "I'm Archie. Saturn. The Interplanetary Criminal Relocation Service should still be in phone books somewhere. If he ever wants to meet some others who have been through some of the same things, have him stop by. I can find him a few people to talk to."
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 5:10 pm
Dartsmoore glanced down at the annoyed looking baby and stuck her tongue out at him. "We'll see." she muttered, kneeling slightly-as she was still pretty damn short-and picking up the baby who glared at her as if to say "I flippin hate you."
Dartsmoore glanced back Archie. "Hell if I know my history-which I do-Akuetekans were pretty similar, so I can prolly guess what kind of crimes this guy commited. And if they were enough to warrant this, then I'm lucky my worlds aren't part of this Interplanetary Criminal Whatsit. I'd pity any fool who took on my care." she said with a nod.
"Do they come with names or shall I just call him something he'll hate me for naming him?" the grin she had on her face spoke volumes.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 5:25 pm
"He's probably got one, but I don't know anyone who's minded having it changed," Archie replied. Of course, this kid could be the first, he thought, looking down at the irritated-looking baby and his new caretaker. "It helps with the whole 'second chance' thing." Dartsmoore's grin did, in fact, speak volumes, and Archie briefly wondered if the kid wasn't better off starving back at his house.
"I guess I'll..." he said, his voice trailing off as he gestured toward the empty pod. "The garbage guys always liked to know when one of these things arrived so they could bring their special truck. The metal doesn't squish in their..." He pressed his palms together like a trash compactor before slipping them into his pockets. "Good luck," he offered.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 5:32 pm
Dartsmoore grinned down at the kid who gave her a dark look.
"I know what a trash compactor is. I've been to Metriyika. Anywho, thanks. Seeya!" she called over her shoulder as she headed back towards where she'd left her cruiser. There was currently room in it for her and the baby but she'd really have to find another livign space VERY soon. She was a nomad and she'd spent waaaaaaay too much time living on the Samadueanna with her friends and her ex. Best to find somewhere knew, preferably where she could raise children without having people trying to kill her/people to kill.
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