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maskormenacelogs2017-01-05 08:19 pm
maevelous) wrote in maskormenacelogs2017-01-05 08:19 pm
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[CLOSED] do you know where you are?
WHO: Maeve Millay and Teddy Flood
WHERE: Somewhere off the beaten trail. Probably Heropa
WHEN: Upon arrival
WHAT: Maeve sees a familiar face in a mass of unfamiliar faces and decides to latch onto it.
WARNINGS: Some serious Westworld Spoilers!! Tread carefully.
[ When Maeve had it in her mind that she wished to escape into the world of the guests, this was not how she anticipated it happening. Stepping out of Cape Canaveral, she half expected the entire building to detonate because of the explosive charge in her spine. But for some reason, it didn't happen. Had Felix and Sylvester been lying to her? No. She had seen her data. She had seen what everything in her world was made up of. So this was something else. Something else entirely.
They treated her like she was one of them, handed her a file with her 'information', drove her to the nearest porter and left her to figure the rest out on her own. Of course, Maeve -- naturally distrustful -- didn't use the porter. Instead, she headed out into the city. Where she was going? She didn't have the damnedest clue. But she was just looking for something familiar. Something to help her process this whole thing.
And after nearly being hit by a few honking hover cars or bumping into people as she took in the flashing fluorescent lights outside of shops -- Maeve turned suddenly and spotted that one familiar thing. Black hat. Cowboy Swagger. Teddy Flood -- expert adventurer. Maeve was so relieved, she could kiss him.
But she wasn't going to. ]
Aren't you a sight for sore eyes? I don't suppose you know where we are?
WHERE: Somewhere off the beaten trail. Probably Heropa
WHEN: Upon arrival
WHAT: Maeve sees a familiar face in a mass of unfamiliar faces and decides to latch onto it.
WARNINGS: Some serious Westworld Spoilers!! Tread carefully.
[ When Maeve had it in her mind that she wished to escape into the world of the guests, this was not how she anticipated it happening. Stepping out of Cape Canaveral, she half expected the entire building to detonate because of the explosive charge in her spine. But for some reason, it didn't happen. Had Felix and Sylvester been lying to her? No. She had seen her data. She had seen what everything in her world was made up of. So this was something else. Something else entirely.
They treated her like she was one of them, handed her a file with her 'information', drove her to the nearest porter and left her to figure the rest out on her own. Of course, Maeve -- naturally distrustful -- didn't use the porter. Instead, she headed out into the city. Where she was going? She didn't have the damnedest clue. But she was just looking for something familiar. Something to help her process this whole thing.
And after nearly being hit by a few honking hover cars or bumping into people as she took in the flashing fluorescent lights outside of shops -- Maeve turned suddenly and spotted that one familiar thing. Black hat. Cowboy Swagger. Teddy Flood -- expert adventurer. Maeve was so relieved, she could kiss him.
But she wasn't going to. ]
Aren't you a sight for sore eyes? I don't suppose you know where we are?