08-05-2018, 12:26 AM
Gogo’s eyebrow quirked upwards as the strange creature invaded her personal space. Her hackles rose, and she stepped back again. Drooling and asking many questions, this was a strange being. One whose erratic behaviour was a little annoying, though not yet outright dangerous. Maybe this was normal for her kind? Her right hand curled tighter about the spiked weight in her pocket.
It was an effort to maintain her smiling façade. Rather than focusing directly on Jibril, she allowed her attention to drift to the strange ‘fountain’ behind the woman, the way the glistening spires of metal now interlocked, weaving over one another where there had been an actual fountain of pure white stone and bubbling water not long before.
Nothing in this place made any kind of sense.
“Perhaps we should begin with names?” She said, to Jibril, “I’ve already met the Captain here. My name is Gogo Yubari. Yes, I’m from a world where humans are in charge, Japan is just off the coast of China, and I’m afraid I’m not really into video games. I had a lot of work to do. I didn’t have time for playing very often.”
She smiled, and bowed to the flying woman as though she were truly apologetic for her ignorance on the subject she was asking about, casually letting the question about what precise era she was from float past unanswered. She thought she saw what Jibril was doing, or at least part of it. She was clearly gathering information. Gogo’s paranoia told her that she was – much like Gogo herself – searching for particular people, particular targets. She guessed, from the way the creature misspoke the word Humanity first off, that it was probably an antagonistic relationship.
She was in no hurry to make herself more of a target. Until she understood the rules that she was playing by, here, there was no advantage to exposing herself. Not unless Black Mamba made her return.
She maintained her smile as she returned her attention to the Stormtrooper Captain.
“It is very kind of you to make such an offer, Captain. Nobody ever got anything for free, I understand that! I’ll have to go and learn more about the opportunities you are offering, though.”
Her left hand alighted on her chest, a self-effacing little laugh bubbling up out of her.
“I am, as I say, just a student. I don’t know what help I could be.”
The Captain gave a sharp nod of his helmeted head.
“There are places to study. Libraries and institutions of higher learning. The Empire values loyalty above all else. Pledge yourself to the betterment of The Empire, agree to serve, and you can gain access to knowledge and materials unlike anything you have ever seen before.”
The spiel sounded highly rehearsed, but it also sounded like a good deal to her. Much like the fluttering creature, she needed information if she was going to survive and thrive in this world. It was becoming more and more obvious by the moment that her ignorance could be dangerous.
It was an effort to maintain her smiling façade. Rather than focusing directly on Jibril, she allowed her attention to drift to the strange ‘fountain’ behind the woman, the way the glistening spires of metal now interlocked, weaving over one another where there had been an actual fountain of pure white stone and bubbling water not long before.
Nothing in this place made any kind of sense.
“Perhaps we should begin with names?” She said, to Jibril, “I’ve already met the Captain here. My name is Gogo Yubari. Yes, I’m from a world where humans are in charge, Japan is just off the coast of China, and I’m afraid I’m not really into video games. I had a lot of work to do. I didn’t have time for playing very often.”
She smiled, and bowed to the flying woman as though she were truly apologetic for her ignorance on the subject she was asking about, casually letting the question about what precise era she was from float past unanswered. She thought she saw what Jibril was doing, or at least part of it. She was clearly gathering information. Gogo’s paranoia told her that she was – much like Gogo herself – searching for particular people, particular targets. She guessed, from the way the creature misspoke the word Humanity first off, that it was probably an antagonistic relationship.
She was in no hurry to make herself more of a target. Until she understood the rules that she was playing by, here, there was no advantage to exposing herself. Not unless Black Mamba made her return.
She maintained her smile as she returned her attention to the Stormtrooper Captain.
“It is very kind of you to make such an offer, Captain. Nobody ever got anything for free, I understand that! I’ll have to go and learn more about the opportunities you are offering, though.”
Her left hand alighted on her chest, a self-effacing little laugh bubbling up out of her.
“I am, as I say, just a student. I don’t know what help I could be.”
The Captain gave a sharp nod of his helmeted head.
“There are places to study. Libraries and institutions of higher learning. The Empire values loyalty above all else. Pledge yourself to the betterment of The Empire, agree to serve, and you can gain access to knowledge and materials unlike anything you have ever seen before.”
The spiel sounded highly rehearsed, but it also sounded like a good deal to her. Much like the fluttering creature, she needed information if she was going to survive and thrive in this world. It was becoming more and more obvious by the moment that her ignorance could be dangerous.
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