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If your writing partner goes radio silent with absolutely 0 warning, yeah you can go ahead n shelve it. You probably got ghosted for one reason or another. It happens.
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Just making sure that everyone's alive here. :P
also aayyy lmao I made the 69th OOC post, hollaaaaa
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@Natsucooldude
@Gowi
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Just making sure that everyone's alive here. :P
also aayyy lmao I made the 69th OOC post, hollaaaaa
Percy groaned when he heard the obnoxious beeping alarm go off on the intercom. He looked at the clock - showing 4:30 am - and silently cursed whoever decided that four in the morning was a decent time to get up. It's not that he couldn't wake his ass up this early - he could - it's just his sleep schedule has been fucked up since he got there. He didn't hear Sophia or anyone say anything informing them that they needed to go to the meeting room, so he didn't - happily, actually. He didn't wanna go to a damn meeting with that asshole anyway.
Don't start the day like that, you're better than that.
Percy put on his usual clothes - the only set of clothes he brought to base, actually - and he decided he'd just go to home base. His home base, at least.
Percy left his quarters and got himself fully awake after a quick trip to the mess hall for coffee. The lead-engineer, for the first time out of his suit and sporting his mane of graying hair, turned towards Percy in the hallway to outside. The lead-engineer, outside the suit, was a somewhat stockier middle-aged fellow, an oddly wild look in his gaze. He was wearing a more standard mechanic's jumpsuit.
"I see you're awake? Heh, pretty crazy getting up so early, huh?"
Percy rubbed the leftover sleep from his eyes, then nodded. "Not used to it yet."
"Eh, you will," he said with a small shrug, "Don't worry about it. Going out the base, it seems? Going to visit family? Don't let anyone else notice or anything. Sophia'd probably be mad if you just up and left without even giving a memo. I won't tattle, of course!"
"I would've given her a notice if I knew she needed one," Percy said, a tinge of hostility in his voice. "But I'm only told the bare minimum around here." Percy left before the engineer could say anything, if he wanted to say anything at all.
When Percy finally got to his home, he noticed that it smelled like someone was cooking - Zach, probably. Ana then ran out from her bedroom to greet him, leaping into his arms - she was smiling wide. Still not talking much, though, Percy noted. Usually she'd say "hey dad!" or something like it. Running up and greeting him is a good development, though. She wouldn't even do that for a while.
"Hey Pierce. Is somethin' wrong?" Zach chimed in as he stepped out of the kitchen.
"No, I just wanted to see my kid." Percy stated matter-of-factly, gently setting Ana down on her two feet. "Why? You doin' something I need to know about, Zach?" Percy's gaze on the guy was icy yet burning into his skin at the same time.
Zach sighed, aggravation heavy in his voice. "Percy, come on," he begged, "I'm not gonna do it again, ok? Promise."
Percy just scoffed, then directed his attention to his daughter that was obviously distressed. His tone changed immediately, "Ana? Ana, hey, what's up?"
She just pouted. Percy tried to read anything that could give him a hint on what's the matter, but he just couldn't. Ana then looked down to the ground, arms crossed loosely.
"Don't make Ana listen to our bullshit."
Percy's eyes widened slightly when Zach cursed, and spoke before he could get the rest of his statement out, "Don't curse-"
"She's going to be around people that cuss, Percy," Zach interrupted, just like Percy did him, "This isn't 2051. It's 2677. Get over it."
Percy paused only briefly - he had a point, but at the same time, "She doesn't need to hear it," Percy insisted.
"Shit. Fuck. Ass." Zach challenged.
"Zach!" Percy cried.
"Dick. Cunt. Tits.." Zach just kept listing curse words off the top of his head, keeping count on his fingers as Percy continued to get more and more panicked and flustered.
"Guys..!" Ana's strained voice stopped the arguement from going any further, even if it was soft. "Stop it."
"See? Even Ana wants you to-"
"I said guys," Ana corrected gently, "with an s."
"She's known cuss words all her life - learned it from the one around her most, actually," Zach said, gesturing to Percy.
The redhead's face showed his offense and his shock, "I've never cursed in front of her!"
"Even when you.. I dunno, stubbed your toe on a chair leg? Couldn't find house keys? Water didn't work? I could go on. "
Percy's face burned a bright pinkish-red when he brought those specific situations up - yes, he's cursed in those situations, but.. he didn't think Ana heard.
"I win," Zach said simply, turning around to go back to the kitchen to make sure he wasn't burning the food he had cooking - rabbit.
"...You know that you can't say those words." Percy's tone of voice was more questioning than stating firmly.
Ana simply nodded.
Don't start the day like that, you're better than that.
Percy put on his usual clothes - the only set of clothes he brought to base, actually - and he decided he'd just go to home base. His home base, at least.
Percy left his quarters and got himself fully awake after a quick trip to the mess hall for coffee. The lead-engineer, for the first time out of his suit and sporting his mane of graying hair, turned towards Percy in the hallway to outside. The lead-engineer, outside the suit, was a somewhat stockier middle-aged fellow, an oddly wild look in his gaze. He was wearing a more standard mechanic's jumpsuit.
"I see you're awake? Heh, pretty crazy getting up so early, huh?"
Percy rubbed the leftover sleep from his eyes, then nodded. "Not used to it yet."
"Eh, you will," he said with a small shrug, "Don't worry about it. Going out the base, it seems? Going to visit family? Don't let anyone else notice or anything. Sophia'd probably be mad if you just up and left without even giving a memo. I won't tattle, of course!"
"I would've given her a notice if I knew she needed one," Percy said, a tinge of hostility in his voice. "But I'm only told the bare minimum around here." Percy left before the engineer could say anything, if he wanted to say anything at all.
When Percy finally got to his home, he noticed that it smelled like someone was cooking - Zach, probably. Ana then ran out from her bedroom to greet him, leaping into his arms - she was smiling wide. Still not talking much, though, Percy noted. Usually she'd say "hey dad!" or something like it. Running up and greeting him is a good development, though. She wouldn't even do that for a while.
"Hey Pierce. Is somethin' wrong?" Zach chimed in as he stepped out of the kitchen.
"No, I just wanted to see my kid." Percy stated matter-of-factly, gently setting Ana down on her two feet. "Why? You doin' something I need to know about, Zach?" Percy's gaze on the guy was icy yet burning into his skin at the same time.
Zach sighed, aggravation heavy in his voice. "Percy, come on," he begged, "I'm not gonna do it again, ok? Promise."
Percy just scoffed, then directed his attention to his daughter that was obviously distressed. His tone changed immediately, "Ana? Ana, hey, what's up?"
She just pouted. Percy tried to read anything that could give him a hint on what's the matter, but he just couldn't. Ana then looked down to the ground, arms crossed loosely.
"Don't make Ana listen to our bullshit."
Percy's eyes widened slightly when Zach cursed, and spoke before he could get the rest of his statement out, "Don't curse-"
"She's going to be around people that cuss, Percy," Zach interrupted, just like Percy did him, "This isn't 2051. It's 2677. Get over it."
Percy paused only briefly - he had a point, but at the same time, "She doesn't need to hear it," Percy insisted.
"Shit. Fuck. Ass." Zach challenged.
"Zach!" Percy cried.
"Dick. Cunt. Tits.." Zach just kept listing curse words off the top of his head, keeping count on his fingers as Percy continued to get more and more panicked and flustered.
"Guys..!" Ana's strained voice stopped the arguement from going any further, even if it was soft. "Stop it."
"See? Even Ana wants you to-"
"I said guys," Ana corrected gently, "with an s."
"She's known cuss words all her life - learned it from the one around her most, actually," Zach said, gesturing to Percy.
The redhead's face showed his offense and his shock, "I've never cursed in front of her!"
"Even when you.. I dunno, stubbed your toe on a chair leg? Couldn't find house keys? Water didn't work? I could go on. "
Percy's face burned a bright pinkish-red when he brought those specific situations up - yes, he's cursed in those situations, but.. he didn't think Ana heard.
"I win," Zach said simply, turning around to go back to the kitchen to make sure he wasn't burning the food he had cooking - rabbit.
"...You know that you can't say those words." Percy's tone of voice was more questioning than stating firmly.
Ana simply nodded.
Maybe, but I'm not totally sure. XD
@LHG100@Gowi@Natsucooldude@Mcmolly
I'm literally always down for collabing with you people! maybe more with Natsu right now, actually. Cause.. Percy is with Jan, afterall.
and percy doesn't know how to use the NC-Training equipment so I thought that'd be kinda fun and cute, I dunno
I'm literally always down for collabing with you people! maybe more with Natsu right now, actually. Cause.. Percy is with Jan, afterall.
and percy doesn't know how to use the NC-Training equipment so I thought that'd be kinda fun and cute, I dunno
”You have anything to cough up, Percy?”
”So who else is gonna go MIA, do you think?” Percy couldn’t stop himself from asking. He was thinking about it the whole time she was talking. Each mission just sounded like death or a possibility to go ‘missing’.. to him, at least.
”You, if you keep up this attitude.”
Percy just gawked at her for a minute. Did she really just say that? Is she really-”How do you expect me to NOT worry about this? Unlike the rest of you, I have a kid to take care of!” Percy actually dared to stand up and make a willing spectacle of himself. That’s new.
”I guess that makes you the weakest, then. Do you have any other objections or are your needless naggings done?”. The Captain was obviously letting out something herself. What, only she knew.
Percy looked absolutely shocked and enraged that she DARE make him out to be some kind of nagging asshole. “Do you have a kid? Is your kid having nightmares every fucking night about the shit that went down in Smith’s Rest? How in the FUCK do you think I feel about this, Commander?” The tone he said “commander” in showed that he had absolutely zero respect for the woman behind the title.
”Probably like a pussy. The only thing you can do is make sure it doesn’t happen again, so why don’t you do that? Why let your emotions get in the way of the goal? You don’t want your kid to get hurt again, right?”, Sophia continued the verbal smackdown.
”DO YOU EVEN CARE?” Percy was on the verge of crying. All of the stress, anger, and resentment that’s been building up for MONTHS is just coming out full swing.
”Pfft, you care so much about the kid, but it really looks like you have growing up to do yourself… Hysterical. Go outside and calm down before coming back in. That’s an order!”
“You know what? Fuck you. Fuck you-” he points to the captain, “fuck you-” he points to Jan, “and you three-” he looks at the three, trying to find something to say to hurt them too, but failing. “I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU THREE OUGHTA DO. Just..” He exclaims wordlessly and storms out of the briefing room, making damn sure to slam the door.
”...As I said.. the weakest link, right there. Sorry you had to see that, but he really needed some metaphorical slaps in the face. Hell, literal ones too, I suppose.”, Sophia then glanced over at the door and said in a quieter, somewhat hushed tone. ”I personally wouldn’t care if he needed to be left behind. Try do the opposite of that, if I give the order.”
”Great first impression, am I right? In any case, none of the OP’s are set to be done for a few days. Use your free time to train and tweak, prep for anything that could come up.”
”And knock some sense into that other guy, if you want. I’ll look the other way.””
”In any case… Elizabeth.”. She seemed to pause a few moments, thinking. She quickly stopped herself, continuing. ”A-ahem, Yes, Jackspar. Do you have any questions pertaining to the contracts? Unlike him, that actually pertain to the missions at hand?”
Eli did her best not to give Percy much attention during his outburst. She wasn’t an expert on dealing with angry people in nonviolent ways, but she figured if they didn’t have fuel, the fire would die out. Truth be told, somewhere there was pity for how he was feeling, but that brought her back to Vera, and right now, in the briefing room as with on the battlefield, she was not the focus. Percy would either have to come to terms with that in regards to Ana, or he’d suffer in the long run.
When the Captain called her name, she snapped to attention. The first didn’t concern her, and she was somewhat eager to see how the newer members would hold up on their own. Jan she had no real expectations for, and she supposed with Stein the bar was set the same, but the girl’s focus said a bit more than a dossier could. Eli would have to remember to read them over after the briefing.
”Can we trust the intel we have for the naval mission? Is that the only resistance we should expect to encounter?” she asked.
”Considering the combat zones’ proximity to another nearby naval task force of lesser composition, enemy reinforcements consisting of two older model battlecruisers might show up. Of course, these are being sent to another port for decommissioning, so I highly doubt they’d even be worth mentioning in the after-combat report, in all honesty.”
Eli nodded, that was good enough. Her only real concern for that mission was the possibility of other NC’s showing up. Truth be told, she didn’t expect it to take long for their squad to decimate some hard-tech ships.
Her eyes flicked to Stein momentarily again, then back to the Captain. ”I also agree that the Fairbanks operation reads more like an ambush than a proper mission. I volunteer to accompany Mister Gent along with the others. Do we have permission to reply with appropriate force in that case?”
”Of course, trash the entire facility if it’s really an ambush. If Fairbanks really wants to make an enemy out of us, and by proxy, Volkov, then they’ll damn well have us. That’s horrible to say, considering they started our little operation by giving us NC parts, but if they’re gonna do that, who cares? An enemy’s an enemy.”
”Yes ma’am.” Eli agreed wholeheartedly. They owed Fairbanks nothing that would endanger them or the people of New Anchorage, the same went for every last other settlement, company, or band of mercenaries out there. Fairbanks, Volkov, it didn’t matter, an enemy was an enemy. ”I have no further questions.”
”Good to hear then. I suppose you’re all dismissed, unless you can think up anything else.” Sophia stopped the projector and waited for everyone that would leave to leave.
Bowing her head, Eli briskly made her way out from the briefing room and back into the facility proper.
”So who else is gonna go MIA, do you think?” Percy couldn’t stop himself from asking. He was thinking about it the whole time she was talking. Each mission just sounded like death or a possibility to go ‘missing’.. to him, at least.
”You, if you keep up this attitude.”
Percy just gawked at her for a minute. Did she really just say that? Is she really-”How do you expect me to NOT worry about this? Unlike the rest of you, I have a kid to take care of!” Percy actually dared to stand up and make a willing spectacle of himself. That’s new.
”I guess that makes you the weakest, then. Do you have any other objections or are your needless naggings done?”. The Captain was obviously letting out something herself. What, only she knew.
Percy looked absolutely shocked and enraged that she DARE make him out to be some kind of nagging asshole. “Do you have a kid? Is your kid having nightmares every fucking night about the shit that went down in Smith’s Rest? How in the FUCK do you think I feel about this, Commander?” The tone he said “commander” in showed that he had absolutely zero respect for the woman behind the title.
”Probably like a pussy. The only thing you can do is make sure it doesn’t happen again, so why don’t you do that? Why let your emotions get in the way of the goal? You don’t want your kid to get hurt again, right?”, Sophia continued the verbal smackdown.
”DO YOU EVEN CARE?” Percy was on the verge of crying. All of the stress, anger, and resentment that’s been building up for MONTHS is just coming out full swing.
”Pfft, you care so much about the kid, but it really looks like you have growing up to do yourself… Hysterical. Go outside and calm down before coming back in. That’s an order!”
“You know what? Fuck you. Fuck you-” he points to the captain, “fuck you-” he points to Jan, “and you three-” he looks at the three, trying to find something to say to hurt them too, but failing. “I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU THREE OUGHTA DO. Just..” He exclaims wordlessly and storms out of the briefing room, making damn sure to slam the door.
”...As I said.. the weakest link, right there. Sorry you had to see that, but he really needed some metaphorical slaps in the face. Hell, literal ones too, I suppose.”, Sophia then glanced over at the door and said in a quieter, somewhat hushed tone. ”I personally wouldn’t care if he needed to be left behind. Try do the opposite of that, if I give the order.”
”Great first impression, am I right? In any case, none of the OP’s are set to be done for a few days. Use your free time to train and tweak, prep for anything that could come up.”
”And knock some sense into that other guy, if you want. I’ll look the other way.””
”In any case… Elizabeth.”. She seemed to pause a few moments, thinking. She quickly stopped herself, continuing. ”A-ahem, Yes, Jackspar. Do you have any questions pertaining to the contracts? Unlike him, that actually pertain to the missions at hand?”
Eli did her best not to give Percy much attention during his outburst. She wasn’t an expert on dealing with angry people in nonviolent ways, but she figured if they didn’t have fuel, the fire would die out. Truth be told, somewhere there was pity for how he was feeling, but that brought her back to Vera, and right now, in the briefing room as with on the battlefield, she was not the focus. Percy would either have to come to terms with that in regards to Ana, or he’d suffer in the long run.
When the Captain called her name, she snapped to attention. The first didn’t concern her, and she was somewhat eager to see how the newer members would hold up on their own. Jan she had no real expectations for, and she supposed with Stein the bar was set the same, but the girl’s focus said a bit more than a dossier could. Eli would have to remember to read them over after the briefing.
”Can we trust the intel we have for the naval mission? Is that the only resistance we should expect to encounter?” she asked.
”Considering the combat zones’ proximity to another nearby naval task force of lesser composition, enemy reinforcements consisting of two older model battlecruisers might show up. Of course, these are being sent to another port for decommissioning, so I highly doubt they’d even be worth mentioning in the after-combat report, in all honesty.”
Eli nodded, that was good enough. Her only real concern for that mission was the possibility of other NC’s showing up. Truth be told, she didn’t expect it to take long for their squad to decimate some hard-tech ships.
Her eyes flicked to Stein momentarily again, then back to the Captain. ”I also agree that the Fairbanks operation reads more like an ambush than a proper mission. I volunteer to accompany Mister Gent along with the others. Do we have permission to reply with appropriate force in that case?”
”Of course, trash the entire facility if it’s really an ambush. If Fairbanks really wants to make an enemy out of us, and by proxy, Volkov, then they’ll damn well have us. That’s horrible to say, considering they started our little operation by giving us NC parts, but if they’re gonna do that, who cares? An enemy’s an enemy.”
”Yes ma’am.” Eli agreed wholeheartedly. They owed Fairbanks nothing that would endanger them or the people of New Anchorage, the same went for every last other settlement, company, or band of mercenaries out there. Fairbanks, Volkov, it didn’t matter, an enemy was an enemy. ”I have no further questions.”
”Good to hear then. I suppose you’re all dismissed, unless you can think up anything else.” Sophia stopped the projector and waited for everyone that would leave to leave.
Bowing her head, Eli briskly made her way out from the briefing room and back into the facility proper.
Percy, on the other hand, was running late. He thought because he'd have an hour, he could get home, talk with Zach, then come back for the briefing.. but he's running late.
"Zach, I-" Percy was rubbing his temples, trying to not SCREAM at this man.. "Just because the window was open doesn't mean you can buy something with my money!"
"Percy, c'mon" Zach says, shrugging slightly, "y'know it's worth it. You're gonna kick serious ass with the thing. And you'll make the money I used getting it for you. You weren't gonna do it."
"I was saving that money for Ana!" Percy cried.
"And you'll make it back in ONE DAY! Percy, I SAW your mech and it just wouldn't've been good for you. You needed the upgrade. A little more buffering and fixing the broken shit just wasn't gonna be enough"
"If I had really needed something, that fucking Captain would have told me I needed something."
"Or maybe she thinks you're smart enough to make decisions like that for yourself?"
"Suck a dick, Zach."
"I'm trying to HELP you. God damn it, you've been different ever since we came here!"
"WELL WHY DO YOU THINK THAT IS, SMART GUY?" Percy's voice could probably be heard from outside if anyone was listening.
"I DON'T KNOW," Zach stated, "You said there was some attack, but I sure don't remember any of it!"
"MAYBE IT'S CAUSE OF THE FUCKING ATTACK? I DUNNO, MAYBE?" Percy was real close to getting violent, but he was trying to hold off as much as he could - so much so he was standing on the other side of the room by now.
"I'm trying to help you."
"I KNOW, but SPENDING MY MONEY on STUPID SHIT doesn't-"
"YOU'RE GONNA BE THANKING ME WHEN YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU HAD JUST WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH."
That's the moment that Percy's gaze was on a clock on the wall. He cursed, then looked at Zach. "We'll finish this when I come back." Before Zach can say anything to sway him from leaving, he leaves.
When he finally rushes to the briefing and sits down, it's more-than-likely started already.
"Zach, I-" Percy was rubbing his temples, trying to not SCREAM at this man.. "Just because the window was open doesn't mean you can buy something with my money!"
"Percy, c'mon" Zach says, shrugging slightly, "y'know it's worth it. You're gonna kick serious ass with the thing. And you'll make the money I used getting it for you. You weren't gonna do it."
"I was saving that money for Ana!" Percy cried.
"And you'll make it back in ONE DAY! Percy, I SAW your mech and it just wouldn't've been good for you. You needed the upgrade. A little more buffering and fixing the broken shit just wasn't gonna be enough"
"If I had really needed something, that fucking Captain would have told me I needed something."
"Or maybe she thinks you're smart enough to make decisions like that for yourself?"
"Suck a dick, Zach."
"I'm trying to HELP you. God damn it, you've been different ever since we came here!"
"WELL WHY DO YOU THINK THAT IS, SMART GUY?" Percy's voice could probably be heard from outside if anyone was listening.
"I DON'T KNOW," Zach stated, "You said there was some attack, but I sure don't remember any of it!"
"MAYBE IT'S CAUSE OF THE FUCKING ATTACK? I DUNNO, MAYBE?" Percy was real close to getting violent, but he was trying to hold off as much as he could - so much so he was standing on the other side of the room by now.
"I'm trying to help you."
"I KNOW, but SPENDING MY MONEY on STUPID SHIT doesn't-"
"YOU'RE GONNA BE THANKING ME WHEN YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU HAD JUST WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH."
That's the moment that Percy's gaze was on a clock on the wall. He cursed, then looked at Zach. "We'll finish this when I come back." Before Zach can say anything to sway him from leaving, he leaves.
When he finally rushes to the briefing and sits down, it's more-than-likely started already.
Vera was having a much less stressful time, in fact scampering through the new facility was plain-old fun. There were crates and stacked containers everywhere, yielding plenty of climbing and observational opportunities. When she at last reached the hanger, her focus quickly went to the NC she'd seen the new pilot working on. A sign designated it as "Little Dragon" and Vera smiled, she liked dragons, Ms. Jackspar had told her stories once about brave knights and magic princesses fighting them, and she always wondered what it would be like to have one as an ally. Fire-breathing was hella rad.
She saw mostly new faces at the end of what looked like a conversation. One looked like a mechanic, the other a pilot, and then of course there was the girl. Vera waited until she was alone and there was no one to interrupt, then scurried over to Stein.
"Heya!" she chimed.
Stein was just about to get back to work when the young voice caught the blonde-haired woman off-guard. A sight of a child in a hangar wasn’t completely obscure to the former Volkov corporate, but something rung different about Vera to her— perhaps it was the sunny disposition that she came up to Stein with? It felt foreign, almost alien to her.
“Hm? Hello.”
The girl took Stein's reply as permission to actually approach and jut out a hand, as she'd seen plenty of adults do when they met each other for the first time. "You're new right? I'm Vera. It's cool to meet you!"
It felt like clockwork and while Stein didn’t see it strange at all to return the handshake after her incident with another pilot only moments before she was still a bit on edge. “I suppose I am. My name is Stein.”
"Stein? Like...Frankenstein?" Vera asked, and her beaming smile grew. "That's so cool! is it like a codename?"
“It’s my given name, it’s short for Steindreia. My codename was ‘Little Dragon’.” Stein replied matter-of-factly.
"That's even cooler!" she squeaked, and only then remembered to let the other girl's hand go. "How long have you been driving robots?"
“I think it’s been ten years now.”
Vera wasn't particularly great with numbers, but it didn't take more than common sense for her to figure out that meant Stein couldn't have been much older than her when she started piloting. That was enough to push whatever dial she had straight to eleven, but before Vera could get another question out, a man that looked to be in his early thirties interrupted them. "Hey there, good-lookin'. What're you doin' in a place like this?" The man's attention was all over Stein.
Stein raised a brow at the newcomer, turning her view to him for a moment. “Repair and analysis before preparing for deployment.”
That wasn't quite the response he was expecting, but.. whatever. "I can tell you're new here. How's New Anchorage been treating you?" He comes in a little closer - not too close, but enough to maybe make Stein uncomfortable. Kind of depends on how big her personal-space bubble is.
“I received moderate injuries and my NC was almost toasted to the point of ruin.” Stein replied, once again matter-of-factly, though she wasn’t sure what this newcomer’s intent was he was closing in on her for unknown reasons. It reminded her of a former comrade— a comrade she had broken the arm of for such unprecedented invasion of personal space.
Zach stopped his advance. He looked kind of shocked and confused at how blunt and honest she's being. "Uh.. That's.. ...That sucks," he said. He even took a step back. "Uh.. Well, I hope that it gets better for you..”
That’s when another new face— in Stein’s case, at least - popped up. A little shorter than the brunette in her space right now, and with a head of red hair and freckles.
“Zach, damn it—” Percy took notice of Vera- who was probably listening to every word- and adjusted his wording accordingly, “—I mean.. Dang it. Dang it, Zach.”
“What? Percy, I was just-”
“I know what you were doing, and you need to stop. You and Ana aren’t even supposed to be here - and WE need to talk anyway. Now, c’mon!” Percy grabbed Zach’s arm and started to basically drag him away from her. Well, not really dragging, Zach was going with it, but still.
Stein blinked at the sudden arrival of another newcomer, though it seems he was on… awkward terms with the one whose arm was five inches from being broken. “You seem to be acquainted.”
Percy stopped and looked at her, “Yeah, he’s my friend.. Doesn’t mean I’m not about to really tear him a new one, though.”
At that moment, Zach took advantage of the fact Percy’s death-grip on his arm loosened. “I’ll just go-”
“No, you’re staying right here, mister.” Percy glared at his ‘friend’.. They argue more like a married couple.
“This is all very fascinating and all, but you are both in my space.”
Percy’s face reddened slightly. “Sorry.. Zach, just- You know what, take Ana back home. She doesn’t need to be here right now. But I’m gonna be back and I’m gonna have a talk with you.”
“Alright, alright. I’m leaving.”
“Now.” Percy ordered.
Zach left at that.
Percy mumbled something that Stein couldn’t quite hear, then turned to her. “I’m really sorry about that. I’m Percy.”
“Ignorance is not insult. The next time I will break his arm.”
“Got it. I’m Percy,” he repeated, holding his hand out to shake.
Stein took the hand as she had done with Vera’s earlier, showing the same respect as she had done to the ten year old. “Stein.”
“You must be a pilot too, right?” Percy asked as he let go of her hand. He had noticed the new NC earlier, but he was too busy trying to find Zach to find the pilot of the new NC.
“Indeed. Are you one of the ‘talented’ newcomers to NC’s I was told about?”
“Uh.. No. Probably not.” Percy laughed a little bit. “I passed the test though. That’s something, right?”
“So… you’re a pilot?” Stein seemed puzzled by the response; was he one of the amateur pilots or not? He said he had passed the ‘test’ but had said no to her question. Why was he giving her mixed signals?
“Yeah.”
“Then the correct answer was ‘Yes’.”
“..Well, you said ‘talented’.” Percy looked just as confused as she did.
“That was how you were described by… Sophia’s assistant, I believe.” She clarified, remembering the dialogue in question.
“Really?” The guy honestly looked surprised, “Ha.. That’s not a word I’d use for myself, but.. Hey, whatever. I just do what I’m told. Uh.. Hopefully you don’t go MIA or something.” Percy blushed again when he realized how horrible that sounded. “Nevermind. Just.. ..I’ll see you later. Bye.” Before Stein could really react to that odd statement, Percy left.
“Independents are strange.”
She saw mostly new faces at the end of what looked like a conversation. One looked like a mechanic, the other a pilot, and then of course there was the girl. Vera waited until she was alone and there was no one to interrupt, then scurried over to Stein.
"Heya!" she chimed.
Stein was just about to get back to work when the young voice caught the blonde-haired woman off-guard. A sight of a child in a hangar wasn’t completely obscure to the former Volkov corporate, but something rung different about Vera to her— perhaps it was the sunny disposition that she came up to Stein with? It felt foreign, almost alien to her.
“Hm? Hello.”
The girl took Stein's reply as permission to actually approach and jut out a hand, as she'd seen plenty of adults do when they met each other for the first time. "You're new right? I'm Vera. It's cool to meet you!"
It felt like clockwork and while Stein didn’t see it strange at all to return the handshake after her incident with another pilot only moments before she was still a bit on edge. “I suppose I am. My name is Stein.”
"Stein? Like...Frankenstein?" Vera asked, and her beaming smile grew. "That's so cool! is it like a codename?"
“It’s my given name, it’s short for Steindreia. My codename was ‘Little Dragon’.” Stein replied matter-of-factly.
"That's even cooler!" she squeaked, and only then remembered to let the other girl's hand go. "How long have you been driving robots?"
“I think it’s been ten years now.”
Vera wasn't particularly great with numbers, but it didn't take more than common sense for her to figure out that meant Stein couldn't have been much older than her when she started piloting. That was enough to push whatever dial she had straight to eleven, but before Vera could get another question out, a man that looked to be in his early thirties interrupted them. "Hey there, good-lookin'. What're you doin' in a place like this?" The man's attention was all over Stein.
Stein raised a brow at the newcomer, turning her view to him for a moment. “Repair and analysis before preparing for deployment.”
That wasn't quite the response he was expecting, but.. whatever. "I can tell you're new here. How's New Anchorage been treating you?" He comes in a little closer - not too close, but enough to maybe make Stein uncomfortable. Kind of depends on how big her personal-space bubble is.
“I received moderate injuries and my NC was almost toasted to the point of ruin.” Stein replied, once again matter-of-factly, though she wasn’t sure what this newcomer’s intent was he was closing in on her for unknown reasons. It reminded her of a former comrade— a comrade she had broken the arm of for such unprecedented invasion of personal space.
Zach stopped his advance. He looked kind of shocked and confused at how blunt and honest she's being. "Uh.. That's.. ...That sucks," he said. He even took a step back. "Uh.. Well, I hope that it gets better for you..”
That’s when another new face— in Stein’s case, at least - popped up. A little shorter than the brunette in her space right now, and with a head of red hair and freckles.
“Zach, damn it—” Percy took notice of Vera- who was probably listening to every word- and adjusted his wording accordingly, “—I mean.. Dang it. Dang it, Zach.”
“What? Percy, I was just-”
“I know what you were doing, and you need to stop. You and Ana aren’t even supposed to be here - and WE need to talk anyway. Now, c’mon!” Percy grabbed Zach’s arm and started to basically drag him away from her. Well, not really dragging, Zach was going with it, but still.
Stein blinked at the sudden arrival of another newcomer, though it seems he was on… awkward terms with the one whose arm was five inches from being broken. “You seem to be acquainted.”
Percy stopped and looked at her, “Yeah, he’s my friend.. Doesn’t mean I’m not about to really tear him a new one, though.”
At that moment, Zach took advantage of the fact Percy’s death-grip on his arm loosened. “I’ll just go-”
“No, you’re staying right here, mister.” Percy glared at his ‘friend’.. They argue more like a married couple.
“This is all very fascinating and all, but you are both in my space.”
Percy’s face reddened slightly. “Sorry.. Zach, just- You know what, take Ana back home. She doesn’t need to be here right now. But I’m gonna be back and I’m gonna have a talk with you.”
“Alright, alright. I’m leaving.”
“Now.” Percy ordered.
Zach left at that.
Percy mumbled something that Stein couldn’t quite hear, then turned to her. “I’m really sorry about that. I’m Percy.”
“Ignorance is not insult. The next time I will break his arm.”
“Got it. I’m Percy,” he repeated, holding his hand out to shake.
Stein took the hand as she had done with Vera’s earlier, showing the same respect as she had done to the ten year old. “Stein.”
“You must be a pilot too, right?” Percy asked as he let go of her hand. He had noticed the new NC earlier, but he was too busy trying to find Zach to find the pilot of the new NC.
“Indeed. Are you one of the ‘talented’ newcomers to NC’s I was told about?”
“Uh.. No. Probably not.” Percy laughed a little bit. “I passed the test though. That’s something, right?”
“So… you’re a pilot?” Stein seemed puzzled by the response; was he one of the amateur pilots or not? He said he had passed the ‘test’ but had said no to her question. Why was he giving her mixed signals?
“Yeah.”
“Then the correct answer was ‘Yes’.”
“..Well, you said ‘talented’.” Percy looked just as confused as she did.
“That was how you were described by… Sophia’s assistant, I believe.” She clarified, remembering the dialogue in question.
“Really?” The guy honestly looked surprised, “Ha.. That’s not a word I’d use for myself, but.. Hey, whatever. I just do what I’m told. Uh.. Hopefully you don’t go MIA or something.” Percy blushed again when he realized how horrible that sounded. “Nevermind. Just.. ..I’ll see you later. Bye.” Before Stein could really react to that odd statement, Percy left.
“Independents are strange.”
Percy's barely known this guy (Jan), and he's already grating on his nerves - what he'd give to just sock him right in his stupid mouth.. But he just forces himself to exhale. The nerve of the guy asking them to just spill their life stories when they barely fucking know each other anyway.. Yeah, it'd be a way to get to know each other, but that's just too intimate to share with the people that are still basically strangers. If one of them did start to just spill their hearts out to this dope, he tuned it out and took more interest in his jacket's zipper than whatever information is being disclosed.
Percy was simply watching and listening to the group talk amongst themselves - just like before. His thoughts were focused on his daughter and the stress she had previously went through. If anyone happened to be paying attention to him in that moment, they would have seen it on his face. Nothing can really hide the concern of a father.
He listened more intently when the two drivers had Jan explain that he's basically a mercenary tagging along for the ride. What a joke, he seethed wordlessly. Just doing this for the money, all for your own selfish gain. Prick. He looked down to his feet, trying to hide the disgust on his face.. He wouldn't admit this to himself, but he's not completely just either. He came into this for the same reason - money. But it's for his kid.
"What's your deal, 'big P'?", Alexandria inquired, while looking at the rear-view mirror, specifically at Percy. "Thinking about deep things?"
Percy jumped slightly when he heard Alexandria's voice. When Alex continued to look at him, he first went to respond, but decided it was better to just shake his head so then his honest feelings didn't just spill out in front of the people that are still practically strangers to him.
"So. ... How's Ana doing?"
"How do you think she's doing?" Percy asked shortly - she obviously just pushed a button.. and not a good one.
"Well, considering it all, probably a bit shell-shocked. Damn, how old is she? And she's already going to have nightmares about things... I feel sorry for the girl."
Percy couldn't believe the nerve of this bitch. How dare she- Percy snapped, "Well, it's not my fault-" he had to force himself to bite his tongue - figuratively, of course - before he could finish that thought completely. His jaw was tense from where he was clenching his teeth together to keep himself from saying exactly what he thought of all of this.
"Well... think of this as... a bit of a new beginning. Your NC, Joe's, and Elizabeth's all had upgrades. With those, you'll probably be able to get some payment from whoever orchestrated that. Plus, you have seen the 'outskirts' of the city right? We have gigantic walls, and they're covered in turrets. I think we won't have to worry about that happening again for a long time."
Tell that to my kid, jackass. Percy's facial expression just showed just how done he was with this conversation.
"Alexandria, you should shush. Just her way of saying sorry about what happened, Percy."
Percy's expression softened, but only slightly. At least someone has a little bit of sense in this insane world.. next to himself, of course.
"So.. this gonna be an awkward drive of angst, then? Thanks Alex, how thoughtful. If you guys don't give a shit I'm gonna put on some Midge Ure. Well.. a cover of another song, but whatever."
"Why do you love that stuff? Can you at least put in earplugs?"
"Sure thing."
Bill plugged in some earplugs and stook one in his ear. Some sweet musics could be very faintly heard, if you believed hard enough. Amusingly, Bill slightly moved, hummed, and sometimes mumbled along to the song."We never lost control..."
He listened more intently when the two drivers had Jan explain that he's basically a mercenary tagging along for the ride. What a joke, he seethed wordlessly. Just doing this for the money, all for your own selfish gain. Prick. He looked down to his feet, trying to hide the disgust on his face.. He wouldn't admit this to himself, but he's not completely just either. He came into this for the same reason - money. But it's for his kid.
"What's your deal, 'big P'?", Alexandria inquired, while looking at the rear-view mirror, specifically at Percy. "Thinking about deep things?"
Percy jumped slightly when he heard Alexandria's voice. When Alex continued to look at him, he first went to respond, but decided it was better to just shake his head so then his honest feelings didn't just spill out in front of the people that are still practically strangers to him.
"So. ... How's Ana doing?"
"How do you think she's doing?" Percy asked shortly - she obviously just pushed a button.. and not a good one.
"Well, considering it all, probably a bit shell-shocked. Damn, how old is she? And she's already going to have nightmares about things... I feel sorry for the girl."
Percy couldn't believe the nerve of this bitch. How dare she- Percy snapped, "Well, it's not my fault-" he had to force himself to bite his tongue - figuratively, of course - before he could finish that thought completely. His jaw was tense from where he was clenching his teeth together to keep himself from saying exactly what he thought of all of this.
"Well... think of this as... a bit of a new beginning. Your NC, Joe's, and Elizabeth's all had upgrades. With those, you'll probably be able to get some payment from whoever orchestrated that. Plus, you have seen the 'outskirts' of the city right? We have gigantic walls, and they're covered in turrets. I think we won't have to worry about that happening again for a long time."
Tell that to my kid, jackass. Percy's facial expression just showed just how done he was with this conversation.
"Alexandria, you should shush. Just her way of saying sorry about what happened, Percy."
Percy's expression softened, but only slightly. At least someone has a little bit of sense in this insane world.. next to himself, of course.
"So.. this gonna be an awkward drive of angst, then? Thanks Alex, how thoughtful. If you guys don't give a shit I'm gonna put on some Midge Ure. Well.. a cover of another song, but whatever."
"Why do you love that stuff? Can you at least put in earplugs?"
"Sure thing."
Bill plugged in some earplugs and stook one in his ear. Some sweet musics could be very faintly heard, if you believed hard enough. Amusingly, Bill slightly moved, hummed, and sometimes mumbled along to the song."We never lost control..."
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