01-07-2016, 07:57 PM
AndrAIa made her way through the crowd at one of the larger harborside bars in this digital city. The sheer variety in vehicles coming to and from this place was matched entirely by the numerous patrons that piloted them. She had already talked with a few people, but none that were heading towards the Databanks. As usual, when she took the assignment of finding additional help, she had received more than a few offers to join them instead, with various degrees of subtlety hiding their ultimate intentions. She simply politely moved on, sometimes with Frisket's growls or barks serving as assistance.
She decided to take a break for the moment. Knowing Matrix, he had already acquired transport of some sort and was waiting impatiently, but she wasn't too concerned. She was the one marching around this seedy bar in high heels, so a break was well deserved at this point. She took a seat in a tall chair that was before a small counter-height table. Frisket sat down beside the chair, ever watchful. She paused and took a sip of the drink she'd ordered from the bar upon arriving, and scanned the crowd once again. It was hard to get a read on who would be helpful and who wouldn't, simply because everyone was so incredibly different and unique. That had certainly been the story of the Omniverse since they'd arrived, but realizing that hadn't made them any better and getting around.
While she was contemplating on their predicament and enjoying a short break, she was surprised by someone pulling out the chair on the other side of the table and helping themselves to a seat. Frisket's ears popped up as he looked over, but AndrAIa gave a far more casual glance to the woman that had joined her.
This lady had bright pink skin, with no distinction between her shoulder length hair and the actual flesh that made up her being. It was odd, but not as strange as her completely empty black eyes. She also wore white pants, black boots, and a purple vest, complete with a very small white tube-top underneath it. It wasn't the most practical looking outfit for adventure, but AndrAIa knew she was not one to judge.
"Looking for the Databanks?" the woman asked, and AndrAIa now turned to face her.
"Yes, as a matter of fact," AndrAIa admitted. "How did you know that?"
"I overheard you talking with that smooth tongued captain at the bar," the pink lady replied casually. "Good luck getting help from any of these types around here."
AndrAIa laughed at those comments, but then shook her head as she took a sip of her drink. "Where would I go to get decent help, then? I'll take a map drawn on a napkin at this point."
The helpful woman now laughed. "I could do that, but I'd be happy to come with you and show you the way."
"Really?" AndrAIa perked up at that suggestion. "We'd love to have the help. What's the price, though?"
"No price," the woman shrugged. "Just out of the good of my heart and desire for adventure."
AndrAIa silently studied the woman and mused over that comment. This lady's eyes were totally black, with no visible pupils. It was haunting, and to a superstitious type it might also be telling. She seemed kind and friendly, but AndrAIa was also jaded and careful. Not nearly as bad as Matrix, but she was no naive flower, either. There was always a string attached somewhere, and not being able to see this woman's intentions left her unsure, and very cautious. Still, help was help, and just as she'd learned to be careful over the course of her travels, she'd also learned to take assistance when you could get it. If it was suspect, you just had to try to stay one step ahead.
"We'd love your help," AndrAIa answered with a warm smile. "My name is AndrAIa, and this is Frisket," she gestured to the red and yellow dog sitting below her feet. "And my boyfriend, Matrix, is waiting on us."
"My name is Sesa," the girl replied, reaching across and shaking hands with AndrAIa. "And it's great to meet you."
"You too," AndrAIa replied, and then finished the rest of her drink all at once. She set the glass down on the table, then looked to the door. "Speaking of Matrix, we'd better get caught up with him. Are you ready to go right now?"
Sesa nodded, and the two women stood up. They navigated their way through the crowd, garnering plenty of compliments and onlookers as they passed. AndrAIa noticed that Sesa was used to it, and even winked back to a few commenters. She seemed to relish the attention. To each their own.
They exited onto the street and began to walk down the sidewalk side by side, with Frisket walking before them. They headed to the docks, and AndrAIa shot a look to the girl as they made some idle chit chat. There was something very familiar about her species.
Either way, for now they had help. Once they found Matrix, they could hopefully get out of here and get all the answers they needed at the Databanks.
She decided to take a break for the moment. Knowing Matrix, he had already acquired transport of some sort and was waiting impatiently, but she wasn't too concerned. She was the one marching around this seedy bar in high heels, so a break was well deserved at this point. She took a seat in a tall chair that was before a small counter-height table. Frisket sat down beside the chair, ever watchful. She paused and took a sip of the drink she'd ordered from the bar upon arriving, and scanned the crowd once again. It was hard to get a read on who would be helpful and who wouldn't, simply because everyone was so incredibly different and unique. That had certainly been the story of the Omniverse since they'd arrived, but realizing that hadn't made them any better and getting around.
While she was contemplating on their predicament and enjoying a short break, she was surprised by someone pulling out the chair on the other side of the table and helping themselves to a seat. Frisket's ears popped up as he looked over, but AndrAIa gave a far more casual glance to the woman that had joined her.
This lady had bright pink skin, with no distinction between her shoulder length hair and the actual flesh that made up her being. It was odd, but not as strange as her completely empty black eyes. She also wore white pants, black boots, and a purple vest, complete with a very small white tube-top underneath it. It wasn't the most practical looking outfit for adventure, but AndrAIa knew she was not one to judge.
"Looking for the Databanks?" the woman asked, and AndrAIa now turned to face her.
"Yes, as a matter of fact," AndrAIa admitted. "How did you know that?"
"I overheard you talking with that smooth tongued captain at the bar," the pink lady replied casually. "Good luck getting help from any of these types around here."
AndrAIa laughed at those comments, but then shook her head as she took a sip of her drink. "Where would I go to get decent help, then? I'll take a map drawn on a napkin at this point."
The helpful woman now laughed. "I could do that, but I'd be happy to come with you and show you the way."
"Really?" AndrAIa perked up at that suggestion. "We'd love to have the help. What's the price, though?"
"No price," the woman shrugged. "Just out of the good of my heart and desire for adventure."
AndrAIa silently studied the woman and mused over that comment. This lady's eyes were totally black, with no visible pupils. It was haunting, and to a superstitious type it might also be telling. She seemed kind and friendly, but AndrAIa was also jaded and careful. Not nearly as bad as Matrix, but she was no naive flower, either. There was always a string attached somewhere, and not being able to see this woman's intentions left her unsure, and very cautious. Still, help was help, and just as she'd learned to be careful over the course of her travels, she'd also learned to take assistance when you could get it. If it was suspect, you just had to try to stay one step ahead.
"We'd love your help," AndrAIa answered with a warm smile. "My name is AndrAIa, and this is Frisket," she gestured to the red and yellow dog sitting below her feet. "And my boyfriend, Matrix, is waiting on us."
"My name is Sesa," the girl replied, reaching across and shaking hands with AndrAIa. "And it's great to meet you."
"You too," AndrAIa replied, and then finished the rest of her drink all at once. She set the glass down on the table, then looked to the door. "Speaking of Matrix, we'd better get caught up with him. Are you ready to go right now?"
Sesa nodded, and the two women stood up. They navigated their way through the crowd, garnering plenty of compliments and onlookers as they passed. AndrAIa noticed that Sesa was used to it, and even winked back to a few commenters. She seemed to relish the attention. To each their own.
They exited onto the street and began to walk down the sidewalk side by side, with Frisket walking before them. They headed to the docks, and AndrAIa shot a look to the girl as they made some idle chit chat. There was something very familiar about her species.
Either way, for now they had help. Once they found Matrix, they could hopefully get out of here and get all the answers they needed at the Databanks.