Nancy Parker & Andromeda Aldrich
Location: Ville au Camp - the Swamp
Skills: History (General Human History), Acting, Mimic
"Andromeda Anathema Aldrich..."
Nancy said, dangling upside down from a tree that overlooked the swamp. "God, your parents must have really been into alliteration. That name is a mouthful"
She smirked slightly at the pale girl, curious to see how she'd react to it. While Nancy was certain that Evelina didn't intend for her to antagonize the Paradoxes, she figured they could use a little teasing. And it wasn't like Nancy was one for a structured and carefully planned out lesson, anyways. "What sort of name is Nancy Parker?"
Andromeda muttered. She was always a bit sensitive about people making comments about her name. She knew every reason behind why her parents had selected it - her mother was an astronomer, so they named her Andromeda. Her father loved the book Good Omens, so they gave her the middle name Anathema. "The sort of name that I've decided for the moment to use,"
Nancy replied with a shrug. "You're welcome to call me Ace, however. Or Ailith. Is there a name you'd prefer to go by?" "...Andy..."
Nancy nodded, swinging a bit as she did a bit of a complicated maneuver, climbing out of the tree. "Andy it is, then. We'll have to do something about your hair, but where we're going, it shouldn't be too much of an issue. Could always just get you a hat or something from Gilbert if we need it."
Andy raised an eyebrow at that. "So the lesson won't be taking place in the swamp?"
She had woken up early and spent a bit of time wondering as to what exactly she'd be doing with the most chaotic Emendator in a swamp. Her question elicited a laugh from Nancy. "Yeah, I asked for the swamp, but I really hate repeating things. Repetition bores me - funny, isn't it, since I live in an actual loop of repeated time? Anyways, I think it'd be much funnier to use it to mess with Faith. Have you seen Star Wars? It's in your time period, so I imagine you must have....Taking a bit of inspiration from the Yoda character in Faith's lesson."
Andy's eyes widened slightly. This one really is mental.
It also seemed almost impossible to get a read on her. While Andy knew in the abstract that Nancy was there to train her, to teach her valuable skills used for survival and to combat the Destruere, she wasn't sure what Nancy's motivation was. She didn't strike her as the type to dedicate her life to a cause. "Okay then, sure she's going to love that...But look, if we aren't doing the lesson here, where are we and what are you going to be teaching me?"
Andromeda asked, trying not to sound too tense.
Of course, at this rate, she was wondering if she'd be better off teaching herself. Her control freak tendencies were coming out to play and she doubted that Nancy actually had anything planned. This seemed like the beginning of an improvised disaster. "That'd ruin the surprise!"
Nancy protested, before grabbing a bag of clothing and tossing them at Andromeda. "Now put those on. I'm sorry you missed the eighties, but don't worry, this time period is the next best thing. Everything's shiny there."
Location: The Lady Luck - 2521
"They don't call me the Cards for nothin',"
Nancy told Andy with a chuckle, as they walked into the Lady Luck. Her accent seemed to shift as they arrived and Andy couldn't help but observe that Nancy carried herself slightly differently. It helped that the Emendator wasn't dressed for the 1940's anymore. Nancy had almost a gypsy like red skirt on, a white tank top, boots, and a faded leather jacket. She had done a little twirl for Andy when she had first gotten dressed, before handing over Nancy an ensemble appropriate for the time period. "So you took me to the future...to gamble,"
Andy pointed out with a sigh. She was definitely feeling that she had gotten the short end of the stick when it came to Emendators to train with that day. Nancy just ignored her, going over to the bar and grabbing them two beers, before she sat down at a table in the back. "Do ya like stories?"
Nancy asked, putting her feet on the table as she opened up her own beer. Andy nodded slightly, still irritated and not certain what any of this had to do with anything. "Good. 'Cause ya need to tell one. Ya gotta create a new identity for yourself, a new story - and please, don't use that gorram name Andromeda - and know that while ya gotta be detailed, the more details ya offer up to people, the more ya look like a liar."
Andy frowned. She wanted her to come up with a bunch of details - but at the same time, not? It didn't make any sense to her and Nancy sighed slightly. No one ever liked working in contradictions, but she figured that this was the easiest way to drill that lesson into people's heads - by throwing them into the deep end. "So tell me a story, puhn yoh."
The albino nodded, looking at the drink that Nancy slid over to her as she thought for a moment. She didn't know much about where they supposedly were - beyond the fact that there was gambling and upstairs, she could see what she assumed to be hookers looking for someone to entertain. It reminded her of the wild west - just with a bizarre Star Trek crossover, as if someone had been a little too high and said "You know what we need? D&D....IN SPACE!"
Or a bizarre real life enactment of the game from the Office, Belles, Bourbon, and Bullets
. "Ya got your story, kid?"
Nancy asked, setting her beer down. Andy nodded. "Alright, introduce yourself to me." "Alright...Erm....My name is Mary Pittman. I'm a rancher's daughter, but I'm looking for someone to show me the stars - probably oppose an evil regime and --"
Nancy rolled her eyes, causing Andromeda to stop speaking. "Waaaaay too much information. Gorrammit girl, who do ya think actually talks like that? Or tells that much about themselves? Ya think this is like in yer school, where ya stand up and give three facts? No. This is real. Ya gotta get good at lying, kid. Try again."
Nancy then got up, grabbing her beer, and she motioned Andromeda to follow her as she went over to one of the card tables. She avoided the one with the stuttering boy at it - she already felt irritated with him and she hadn't spoken to him. "Deal me in,"
Nancy instructed the person, taking a seat and grabbing a handful of cards. Andromeda noted that Nancy didn't offer any details about herself, just acting as if she belonged there - and she decided to follow suit, grabbing the last free chair and taking a seat. "Me too, y'all,"
Andromeda said. Nancy had to resist the urge to throw something at her. Too Wild West - but she'd learn. It was sink or swim. And of course, that wasn't the only reason that she had brought Andromeda to this specific time and place. As if on cue, there was the sound of gunfire and Andromeda jumped, turning around and looking at where one woman was standing over another.
Nancy shook her head at Andy, taking a swig of her beer and continuing to play. Nancy won the hand, pulling all of the winnings towards her with a giant smirk. However, Andy kept on looking over her shoulder, expecting to see another round of gunfire go off. Guess she's sinking...
She snapped her fingers at Andy, motioning for her to go back to the game. It was an important lesson - to be able to stay calm, blend in, and leave well enough alone if it wasn't part of the mission. There'd always be some sort of altercation going on, but it was in the flow of time. It was supposed to happen.
"Ya two got names?" "Maybe,"
Nancy said with a shrug, looking over her hand. "Name's Ashley,"
she then said with a bit of a smirk. She liked her hand. "...I'm Tess,"
Andromeda said, giving the man a smile. "Pleased to meet ya."
On the inside, Nancy couldn't help but smile slightly. She was starting to get it - however painfully slow the process was. Of course, it had helped that earlier, while in transit, she had told Andromeda that if she even so much as kicked up a subtle wind in the establishment, she'd flick her in between the eyes. It was being surprisingly effective, though Nancy may
have given Andromeda the impression that she didn't really want to see what Nancy's secondary ability was.
The men just nodded and they continued to play, with Nancy winning hands and pretty much taking all of the petty cash she had given Andromeda for the trip. Of course, had Andromeda not lost it all, Nancy would've confiscated it at the end anyways. She really wanted to get as much as she could, throw it up in the air, and dance around - she wanted to make it rain.
By the time Andy was completely out of money, Nancy made her excuses to leave by just taking her winnings and getting up from the table. "So....was that it?"
Andy asked, once the pair of them were alone.
Nancy flicked her on the nose, before she snickered slightly. "Was that what?" "The lesson...."
Nancy shrugged. "Ya learned how to lie - or at least, ya should have. If it sticks, great. If not, I'll flick you again every time I see you at dinner. My treat. Also taught ya how to blend in - when to act - and ya kept a lid on that tornado of yours. Believe me, gambling with me is waaaaay more fun than whatever Giouse had in store. Now sadly, we gotta go. Come on, girlie." "Alright...But Nancy, I do have to ask...What is your other power?"
Andromeda questioned, following Nancy out of the establishment and into the streets. It had been bothering her the entire time. The Hat and the Dice - both of them had already revealed what they were. The Cards and the Watch remained something of a mystery to her. "I have the power to make bad movie reboots,"
Nancy replied simply, not saying another word until they returned to Ville Au Campe and Nancy bade Andromeda farewell for now.