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maskormenacelogs2014-09-13 11:42 pm
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WHO: Dalila Galloway & YOU
WHERE: Around Heropa & Residence #31
WHEN: 9/9; during school hours
WHAT: She's skipping school and trying not to get caught.
WARNINGS: Maybe some language?
[ARCADE]
[Despite it being a school day the arcade still has plenty of kids hanging out so Dalila isn't entirely out of place. In all honesty she can't remember ever having set foot in an arcade but it's never too late to start. She wanders around for a while, looking at each of the games before she realizes she needs either quarters or a special card loaded with credits to play. She has neither.
So what does she do? She attempts to get quarters from one of the machines in the back corner. Phasing isn't difficult the difficult part is phasing other objects through whatever they're in.]
Mmmn, c'mon, just a handful.
[THE PARK]
[After her adventure at the arcade Dalila wanders around until she ends up at the park. Earth parks, there's nothing like them out there in the rest of the galaxy. Something she hadn't actually thought about until now. There were some things on Earth that no one else in the galaxy did and just thinking about that made her realize that Earth is just plain weird, no wonder aliens avoided the whole area.
She settles down on a bench near enough to the playground to watch kids play but out of the way enough that she hopes no one notices her and asks her why she's not in school. That plan doesn't last long, however, when a kid's ball rolls toward her. She scoops it up and holds onto it until the kid comes looking for it.]
Here. [She tosses back only to have the kid toss it right back to her.]
Play with?
[She's unsure but when the kid comes over and start dragging her toward where him and the other kids had been playing she ends up joining in.]
[RESIDENCE #31]
[It's about the time that school would be letting out when she turns up back at the house. She doesn't like it here anymore than she likes it anywhere else. It's small and feels dirty, the ship never felt dirty.
As far as she can tell there's no one else around so she turns on the TV, not that she's found anything interesting to watch so far, and heads into the kitchen. She hasn't been in space so long that she forgot how to make a sandwich but sometimes her control with her arms just isn't as fine as it should be. She leaves a mess of jelly and peanut butter on the counter and returns to the living room to settle on the couch where she flips through the channels as she eats.
WHERE: Around Heropa & Residence #31
WHEN: 9/9; during school hours
WHAT: She's skipping school and trying not to get caught.
WARNINGS: Maybe some language?
[ARCADE]
[Despite it being a school day the arcade still has plenty of kids hanging out so Dalila isn't entirely out of place. In all honesty she can't remember ever having set foot in an arcade but it's never too late to start. She wanders around for a while, looking at each of the games before she realizes she needs either quarters or a special card loaded with credits to play. She has neither.
So what does she do? She attempts to get quarters from one of the machines in the back corner. Phasing isn't difficult the difficult part is phasing other objects through whatever they're in.]
Mmmn, c'mon, just a handful.
[THE PARK]
[After her adventure at the arcade Dalila wanders around until she ends up at the park. Earth parks, there's nothing like them out there in the rest of the galaxy. Something she hadn't actually thought about until now. There were some things on Earth that no one else in the galaxy did and just thinking about that made her realize that Earth is just plain weird, no wonder aliens avoided the whole area.
She settles down on a bench near enough to the playground to watch kids play but out of the way enough that she hopes no one notices her and asks her why she's not in school. That plan doesn't last long, however, when a kid's ball rolls toward her. She scoops it up and holds onto it until the kid comes looking for it.]
Here. [She tosses back only to have the kid toss it right back to her.]
Play with?
[She's unsure but when the kid comes over and start dragging her toward where him and the other kids had been playing she ends up joining in.]
[RESIDENCE #31]
[It's about the time that school would be letting out when she turns up back at the house. She doesn't like it here anymore than she likes it anywhere else. It's small and feels dirty, the ship never felt dirty.
As far as she can tell there's no one else around so she turns on the TV, not that she's found anything interesting to watch so far, and heads into the kitchen. She hasn't been in space so long that she forgot how to make a sandwich but sometimes her control with her arms just isn't as fine as it should be. She leaves a mess of jelly and peanut butter on the counter and returns to the living room to settle on the couch where she flips through the channels as she eats.
arcade
Back home, this downtime would be filled with running alongside his grandfather, his pseudo great-grandfather, even making the trip to California to see if his cousin was in a class of his own or free to be whined at until they made a run out of it. Here, though... here its a big load of nothing.
There's no real need for Impulse in this world. No League who knows there's a speedster just waiting to be deployed to any point in the world, to tackle any bad guy he could handle or help with any natural disaster that strikes. There's just Bart, a lifetime of avoiding classrooms, and a whole lot of nothing.
Which is why he been tending to circle back to work, to slip through the door and just grin at his manager when he gets spotted - the guy's nice, he's only gruffly told him to go to school once before letting him hang around with the rest of the skipping squad that makes up their customer base - and use his employee card to kill some time.
Except today, when Bart meanders through the lines of machines, he hears the strange sound of coins being tossed around, of a girl muttering to herself. So, really, what else is there to do except put on a slight burst of speed and rock himself up on his toes to try and peer over her shoulder at whatever it is she's trying to do.]
Y'know uh- pretty sure that's not how the machines work and I have a moded amount of experience with them you usually put coins in not hands. [That being said, this little, babbling superhero sounds more curious than actually bothered.]
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She manages to stay in control enough so that her arms don't vanish completely when startled but she does find herself stuck for just a moment. She tugs her hand, which appears to be stuck from the nearly the elbow down in the machine.]
I...I know that. [She stutters out as she shifts her body to try and shield it between him and the machine so when she pulls her arm free and pulls her jacket sleeve down over it he doesn't see what it looks like.]
Park
[his wardrobe is pitifully small at the moment, so he's in pretty much the same clothes he was wearing when Dalila first met him, except the skull t-shirt has been swapped out for a plain black T-shirt and he's wearing very dark sunglasses instead of the simple glasses she saw him in before. and yes, he's got a hoodie with the hood up. why is the american south so damn sunny?!]
[he has a sketchbook in his lap and a pencil in hand, and he's moved on to doing quick sketches of the kids playing. he's several lines into a sketch of Dalila holding the ball when he takes a second look and realizes who his model is]
[hmm.]
[he flips to an empty page. this one he fills up with an image of her guarding a soccer goal with a dozen tentacles in place of her arms, with a group of children trying to score against her. he flips the sketchbook around and waits for her to notice.]
[he can be very patient when it comes to jokes like this.]
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Needless to say she's not aware of Siegmund. It's only when the ball lands near him that she notices him sitting there with his sketchbook held up for her to see. She squints then makes her way closer. The kids want to keep playing with her but she tells them she needs to take a break which they seem to accept.
Once she's near enough to see what he's drawn she scowls and tries to snatch the sketchbook away form him.]
That's not funny.
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Wrong.
[he's not quite smiling, but he's pretty obviously amused.]
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It's not! Not at all.
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[asked like he has no idea why she's upset. DON'T BE FOOLED, he totally knows why!]
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[the term is kind of self-explanatory, he feels? he really has no idea how to explain this.]
Art a fan makes...?
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I... I... I knew that! [Embarrassed, huffy child.]
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Does your world have things like books and TV shows?
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Yeah...but that's all back on Earth. We never stayed on most planets or stations long enough to watch any of their shows and books aren't like Earth books. [Since there's so many different species and languages out there books are all digital so that they can be easily translated to reach a wider audience. But for the most part those books are less fiction and more fact. When one can so easily see the wonders of the universe there's less need for fictional stories.]
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You go between planets but don't have internet with TV?