06-22-2016, 02:09 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-22-2016, 02:42 PM by Kalli.
Edit Reason: Didn't finish the post, as well as in rewriting/correcting errors. Sorry!
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"Don't mind some music, do you?" The lizard took out a cassette tape, waving it in his right hand while the left kept the wheel from turning out of control. Ahead of them was sand, endless, hills to the left and right of them as they went down a flat path. How the path became flat was rather apparent by their own activities- vehicles constantly driving through this area and using this exact path. By Jeff's account, this path was dangerous as its open for a ambush, but Whitthorn ignored him, telling him to get back to his 'post'. He had climbed back across the pick up, back to the flatbed, having a strong, calm grip on the vehicle. Kalli agreed with the man, even if in her own thoughts. The hills were too big and numerous to actually see behind them, a army could be watching them cross the burning sands and they wouldn't even know it. The prime breathed in the cold air that flew past the window, watching for anything suspicious. "I don't mind music, as long as it's not too loud." she replied to Whitthorn, not even looking back at him as he held the tape.
With the sound of a click and the pressing of a few buttons, as well as a turn of a dial, the music would emit from the cassette player. Kalli's mind didn't bother to process the music, the sound coming off as background noise as her eyes scanned the sands. Whitthorn was much more enthusiastic, using his scaled hands to pat the leather driving wheel following a beat of whatever came on. Driving along without interruption in the hot desert, a few of the convoy personnel behind them began to pass around water and food casually, relaxed and comfortably engaging in discussions while keeping their heads covered from the glare of the sun. They would get progressively louder as time went on, nothing seen ahead or behind them as they went through the empty desert lands. Jeff and the guard he was with were silent however, looking much more disciplined than the rest and both keeping their heads down, focused on resting as the pick up rolled along. Kalli looked behind her seat, staring at the two through the window before looking at the passenger seat behind her- the tribal boy was still dead asleep, snoring.
"He seems really comfortable back there." The prime looked back toward the window, before facing Whitthorn who kept his eyes on the road.
"The tribal? Yeah, he didn't want us to bother him until we arrived back at his tribe. I'd say I'm surprised he trusted us, but then again, what else was he gonna' do?" Whittorn said, turning the volume down on the cassette player via a dial.
"Then we better get back to his home fast, shouldn't we?"
"I'm driving at maximum speed here, doing the best I can."
"Maximum speed? This is like..." Kalli stuck her closest hand to the door out of the window, feeling the wind. "Eighty miles per hour." she added, looking back at the lizard.
"Well no shit." Whitthorn retorted, taking off his sunglasses now as the sun began to fade from their front, instead slowly moving to take place right above them and the line of vehicles.
"You mean we can't go any faster?" She asked, raising a 'eyebrow' at him in disbelief, pulling her hand back into the car.
Whitthorn instantly snapped back at her with a disgusted look. "Don't tell me you just came from the Nexus."
"Nexus? As in the world of pure white with eight gates? Yeah I was there." Kalli said, in which Whittorn replied by looking back at the road while frustration overwhelmed him. "I was in Coruscant for awhile, if that helps." The prime added, seeing the frustration on her driver's face.
"Of all the primes I have to pick, I get the one who doesn't even know the top speed of the Omniverse..." Whitthorn muttered to himself. Kalli settled back into her seat, a small feeling of guilt seeping into her while Whitthorn cursed under his breath, shaking his head every now and then over the past hour. Silence was followed by the two, Jeff looking through the window from the outside, sitting on the flat bed while looking concerned, feeling his bosses frustration from all the silence. This certainly wasn't normal to him, making the whole situation all the more worrying.
However, after that one hour of silent cursing, Whitthorn spoke again, even if he was holding back frustration at Kalli's lack of knowledge. "Alright, some Omniverse lessons from a secondary who's been here for four years." and from there on, much was revealed.
So he spoke, like a exposition device he revealed all that could be useful. Four years of experience, the Battle of the Black Gate, of Diablo, the Empire and the Kingdom as well as their war, each verse's own rumors- though he knew more about the Endless Dunes than, say, the Ashen Steppes -and basic 'scientific' properties that the Omniverse had. One hour of silence turned up to become a entire day of discussion. Kalli's questions were as numerous as there were stories, though many questions unable to be answered due to Whitthorns lack of travel between each verse. But he was still the most informative person she had met so far, the overly dressed lizard speaking of much that she had not even seen or heard of before. As they went on and on about the Omniverse, Whitthorn's anger toward the prime began to settle, especially after hearing of her 'adventure' in Coruscant.
What drew much of Kalli's interest- aside from banishment, which she admitted to fearing -was of Whitthorn's previous job, once having worked for the Empire as a lowly miner in the Endless Dunes when it was still plentiful in resources. Once the Empire had abandoned the place and began to decommission the local refinery, he was left behind as a 'expendable asset' as well as having multiple offenses for 'rebellious behavior'. While anyone else with him quickly died from the hostility of the verse, Whitthorn lived on, living on scrap after scrap before becoming a nomadic merchant. His vehicle, the first built, had come to form via giving all his scrap away to a mechanic in the Town Of No Name. While Whitthorn himself spoke of the car like a pile of scrap barely succeeding to stay together, it certainly didn't look that way, having made it seem like a perfectly operational and intact vehicle over years of putting pieces together.
But then, they both fell silent again, looking behind their chairs as they heard a noise. The 'boy' (no less than eighteen years old by the looks, at most he was in his early twenties) behind them finally getting up and rubbing his eyes, speaking in a tired voice as the cold night wind blew in. "Do either of you ever stop talking? I've been trying to sleep for the longest time now."
With the sound of a click and the pressing of a few buttons, as well as a turn of a dial, the music would emit from the cassette player. Kalli's mind didn't bother to process the music, the sound coming off as background noise as her eyes scanned the sands. Whitthorn was much more enthusiastic, using his scaled hands to pat the leather driving wheel following a beat of whatever came on. Driving along without interruption in the hot desert, a few of the convoy personnel behind them began to pass around water and food casually, relaxed and comfortably engaging in discussions while keeping their heads covered from the glare of the sun. They would get progressively louder as time went on, nothing seen ahead or behind them as they went through the empty desert lands. Jeff and the guard he was with were silent however, looking much more disciplined than the rest and both keeping their heads down, focused on resting as the pick up rolled along. Kalli looked behind her seat, staring at the two through the window before looking at the passenger seat behind her- the tribal boy was still dead asleep, snoring.
"He seems really comfortable back there." The prime looked back toward the window, before facing Whitthorn who kept his eyes on the road.
"The tribal? Yeah, he didn't want us to bother him until we arrived back at his tribe. I'd say I'm surprised he trusted us, but then again, what else was he gonna' do?" Whittorn said, turning the volume down on the cassette player via a dial.
"Then we better get back to his home fast, shouldn't we?"
"I'm driving at maximum speed here, doing the best I can."
"Maximum speed? This is like..." Kalli stuck her closest hand to the door out of the window, feeling the wind. "Eighty miles per hour." she added, looking back at the lizard.
"Well no shit." Whitthorn retorted, taking off his sunglasses now as the sun began to fade from their front, instead slowly moving to take place right above them and the line of vehicles.
"You mean we can't go any faster?" She asked, raising a 'eyebrow' at him in disbelief, pulling her hand back into the car.
Whitthorn instantly snapped back at her with a disgusted look. "Don't tell me you just came from the Nexus."
"Nexus? As in the world of pure white with eight gates? Yeah I was there." Kalli said, in which Whittorn replied by looking back at the road while frustration overwhelmed him. "I was in Coruscant for awhile, if that helps." The prime added, seeing the frustration on her driver's face.
"Of all the primes I have to pick, I get the one who doesn't even know the top speed of the Omniverse..." Whitthorn muttered to himself. Kalli settled back into her seat, a small feeling of guilt seeping into her while Whitthorn cursed under his breath, shaking his head every now and then over the past hour. Silence was followed by the two, Jeff looking through the window from the outside, sitting on the flat bed while looking concerned, feeling his bosses frustration from all the silence. This certainly wasn't normal to him, making the whole situation all the more worrying.
However, after that one hour of silent cursing, Whitthorn spoke again, even if he was holding back frustration at Kalli's lack of knowledge. "Alright, some Omniverse lessons from a secondary who's been here for four years." and from there on, much was revealed.
So he spoke, like a exposition device he revealed all that could be useful. Four years of experience, the Battle of the Black Gate, of Diablo, the Empire and the Kingdom as well as their war, each verse's own rumors- though he knew more about the Endless Dunes than, say, the Ashen Steppes -and basic 'scientific' properties that the Omniverse had. One hour of silence turned up to become a entire day of discussion. Kalli's questions were as numerous as there were stories, though many questions unable to be answered due to Whitthorns lack of travel between each verse. But he was still the most informative person she had met so far, the overly dressed lizard speaking of much that she had not even seen or heard of before. As they went on and on about the Omniverse, Whitthorn's anger toward the prime began to settle, especially after hearing of her 'adventure' in Coruscant.
What drew much of Kalli's interest- aside from banishment, which she admitted to fearing -was of Whitthorn's previous job, once having worked for the Empire as a lowly miner in the Endless Dunes when it was still plentiful in resources. Once the Empire had abandoned the place and began to decommission the local refinery, he was left behind as a 'expendable asset' as well as having multiple offenses for 'rebellious behavior'. While anyone else with him quickly died from the hostility of the verse, Whitthorn lived on, living on scrap after scrap before becoming a nomadic merchant. His vehicle, the first built, had come to form via giving all his scrap away to a mechanic in the Town Of No Name. While Whitthorn himself spoke of the car like a pile of scrap barely succeeding to stay together, it certainly didn't look that way, having made it seem like a perfectly operational and intact vehicle over years of putting pieces together.
But then, they both fell silent again, looking behind their chairs as they heard a noise. The 'boy' (no less than eighteen years old by the looks, at most he was in his early twenties) behind them finally getting up and rubbing his eyes, speaking in a tired voice as the cold night wind blew in. "Do either of you ever stop talking? I've been trying to sleep for the longest time now."