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Pretty sure that was just a sarcastic remark for the sake of sarcastic remarks. He said, and i quote that "He kept his concerns to himself, though" Adi really has no reason to tear herself away from the twelve year old about to burst into tears in front of her to concentrate on someone who really shouldn't quit his day job.
Adi gripped her plastic comb tightly. The new girl was overbearing, ranting about things she'd never heard of. Asuka? What was an Asuka? She was using lt like a proper name, like it was something she, Adi, was meant to know. NERV worked on secrets and lies, it was so hard to tell what was real and what wasn't. Her legally appointed guardian for the few months she'd spent at Osaka-2 didn't legally exist, a fact he loved making jokes over. She missed that guy. He was fun. What in holy blazes was a kindergarden, either? It sounded vaguely german. Garden for kindling? Like a forest full of bad trees waiting for fire to strike?
She blinked. The girl had stopped, with an expression like she was about to cry. She'd been talking about herself. Three years in this job, which surprised her. She didn't even know NERV recruited children up until a year or so ago, when they'd found her. Heck, she'd only been inside one of these Eva things once. It had been dark and wet, building shook a bit, then they let her out. She didn't even get to see what all the fuss was about.
"I'm Adi. Adi Kaur Dhawa- Please don't cry." She began, face full of concern. She reached into a pocket of her coat and pulled out a dagger. Okay, that was probably a bad thing to pull out right now. She left it on the chair, discretely, and pulled out her hankercheif, handing it to the girl
She blinked. The girl had stopped, with an expression like she was about to cry. She'd been talking about herself. Three years in this job, which surprised her. She didn't even know NERV recruited children up until a year or so ago, when they'd found her. Heck, she'd only been inside one of these Eva things once. It had been dark and wet, building shook a bit, then they let her out. She didn't even get to see what all the fuss was about.
"I'm Adi. Adi Kaur Dhawa- Please don't cry." She began, face full of concern. She reached into a pocket of her coat and pulled out a dagger. Okay, that was probably a bad thing to pull out right now. She left it on the chair, discretely, and pulled out her hankercheif, handing it to the girl
I demand this be used for one episode.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OowmflH0Ics
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OowmflH0Ics
"Yes this is the right place"
Adi turned at the sudden sound. The boy in the seat next door had put down the book and was looking at her, quizzically. He'd spoken, right?
"...That is assuming you are an Evangelion pilot?"
Yep, it had been him. The mouth had moved and everything. Funny, his voice was deeper then she was expecting, She nodded, in response to his question. That was her title now, was it? Pilot? She'd only ridden in the thing once, in India. All the kids had lined up in their Kacheras and taken a swim inside that dark tunnel of a place. When she'd tried it, the building had shook and they'd taken her out of there sharpish. That had been the day everything started changing, and it'd lead her up here. She nodded. It seemed easier then denying it.
"And if that is the case all we have to do is wait I'm afraid, apparently we have to wait for the others."
Almost on cue, a door opened, revealing one of these so-called Others. Another boy, another white caucasian. She was starting to sense a pattern. He didn't seem to talk much, or acknowledge anyone else in the room beyond a casual greeting, seeming content to slouch in a corner.
"HEY!"
She felt the sudden weight of someone's vice-like grip behind her, and instictively scrabbled at the foreign hands grabbing at her neck. Growing up in a home made you ware of contact. At best it was the welcoming arms of Mama Vandan, but at worse it was some little snot-nosed untouchable trying to get something. She wriggled out of the grip, and turned around into the cutest little face ever seen on this side of the planet. It was cuteness no massive it could've collapsed in on itself and become a moe black hole. It almost made Adi mad she'd screamed at her, disrupting the silence that had predominated since she and... Joshua, wasn't it? Joshua had had a short little conversation introducing each other.
The girl had yelled something, but Adi hadn't caught in the confusion. Had it been Japanese? English? Whatever language dogs spoke? She struck out with English, which was always reliable ever since most of China had sunk beneath the waves 15 years back.
"Woah there, girl. You really ought to warn someone before jumping at them like that..."
Adi turned at the sudden sound. The boy in the seat next door had put down the book and was looking at her, quizzically. He'd spoken, right?
"...That is assuming you are an Evangelion pilot?"
Yep, it had been him. The mouth had moved and everything. Funny, his voice was deeper then she was expecting, She nodded, in response to his question. That was her title now, was it? Pilot? She'd only ridden in the thing once, in India. All the kids had lined up in their Kacheras and taken a swim inside that dark tunnel of a place. When she'd tried it, the building had shook and they'd taken her out of there sharpish. That had been the day everything started changing, and it'd lead her up here. She nodded. It seemed easier then denying it.
"And if that is the case all we have to do is wait I'm afraid, apparently we have to wait for the others."
Almost on cue, a door opened, revealing one of these so-called Others. Another boy, another white caucasian. She was starting to sense a pattern. He didn't seem to talk much, or acknowledge anyone else in the room beyond a casual greeting, seeming content to slouch in a corner.
"HEY!"
She felt the sudden weight of someone's vice-like grip behind her, and instictively scrabbled at the foreign hands grabbing at her neck. Growing up in a home made you ware of contact. At best it was the welcoming arms of Mama Vandan, but at worse it was some little snot-nosed untouchable trying to get something. She wriggled out of the grip, and turned around into the cutest little face ever seen on this side of the planet. It was cuteness no massive it could've collapsed in on itself and become a moe black hole. It almost made Adi mad she'd screamed at her, disrupting the silence that had predominated since she and... Joshua, wasn't it? Joshua had had a short little conversation introducing each other.
The girl had yelled something, but Adi hadn't caught in the confusion. Had it been Japanese? English? Whatever language dogs spoke? She struck out with English, which was always reliable ever since most of China had sunk beneath the waves 15 years back.
"Woah there, girl. You really ought to warn someone before jumping at them like that..."
Trains. Adi had finally decided she hated trains. The way they rattled against steel, the way her long hair kept frizzing up at the static electricity that split around them like flies on rubbish, the way it blew dust and made everything grey. She got on the last train inbound to Tokyo-3. Seemed to be an unpopular destination these days. She saw several people leaving the train carrying bags and ashen faces, like refugees leaving a warzone. The train was empty, and even though it stopped in several places, nobody got on to Tokyo-3.
Adi pulled out her comb and tried to readjust her hair, Something about the simple act of running the plastic teeth through her hair and scratching her scalp calmed her down.
"Next stop, Tokyo-3..."
She glanced out of the window, and at the city. It was a nightmare in chrome plating. Inelegant towers jutted out of the ground like the teeth of some great almighty being. One tooth was crooked. Around it were cranes, and dozens of ant-sized men. Even from this moving vantage point, she could see the commotion and panic that was engulfing that place before a passing tunnel decided to swallow the train whole, plunging the cabin into sudden darkness. Adi wondered if that had been one of the famous Eva Units she'd seen, for the briefest of seconds, imprinted on that building like a cartoon character and being attended to by all those labourers. This was her stop, wasn't it? She needed to get up. Adi gathered her things and fought against her own inertia of the stopping train to stand outside the door, It opened into an underground base, and a unfriendly man in an unfriendly grey uniform was the only one around. He walked over. Apparently he was sent by NERV, to take her to where she needed to go. Out of blind panic, she followed the man to his car, a small grey machine with dashboard lights he told her "Weren't reading the right things." They never went outside, but travelled in tunnels and warehouses to their destination. She got out when the car stopped and was pushed into a door she hadn't noticed in the gloom.
She blinked. Inside was somewhat light, like an airport waiting room, or the reception to a grand hotel. She felt out of place. Chairs lined the walls, and some of them help boys. One looked bookish, and was even reading to pass the time. The title was in English. The other just looked tired, relaxing in his chair like he owned the whole bank of them. Both of them were white, caucasians.
"Erm..." She began, awkwardly noting how the sound echoed in the large space. "Hello? Is this the right place?" She turned, but the NERV agent who'd brought her here hadn't followed her in. the door she'd walked in from was shut. She took a seat, hands clasped in front of her, playing with her fingers.
Adi pulled out her comb and tried to readjust her hair, Something about the simple act of running the plastic teeth through her hair and scratching her scalp calmed her down.
"Next stop, Tokyo-3..."
She glanced out of the window, and at the city. It was a nightmare in chrome plating. Inelegant towers jutted out of the ground like the teeth of some great almighty being. One tooth was crooked. Around it were cranes, and dozens of ant-sized men. Even from this moving vantage point, she could see the commotion and panic that was engulfing that place before a passing tunnel decided to swallow the train whole, plunging the cabin into sudden darkness. Adi wondered if that had been one of the famous Eva Units she'd seen, for the briefest of seconds, imprinted on that building like a cartoon character and being attended to by all those labourers. This was her stop, wasn't it? She needed to get up. Adi gathered her things and fought against her own inertia of the stopping train to stand outside the door, It opened into an underground base, and a unfriendly man in an unfriendly grey uniform was the only one around. He walked over. Apparently he was sent by NERV, to take her to where she needed to go. Out of blind panic, she followed the man to his car, a small grey machine with dashboard lights he told her "Weren't reading the right things." They never went outside, but travelled in tunnels and warehouses to their destination. She got out when the car stopped and was pushed into a door she hadn't noticed in the gloom.
She blinked. Inside was somewhat light, like an airport waiting room, or the reception to a grand hotel. She felt out of place. Chairs lined the walls, and some of them help boys. One looked bookish, and was even reading to pass the time. The title was in English. The other just looked tired, relaxing in his chair like he owned the whole bank of them. Both of them were white, caucasians.
"Erm..." She began, awkwardly noting how the sound echoed in the large space. "Hello? Is this the right place?" She turned, but the NERV agent who'd brought her here hadn't followed her in. the door she'd walked in from was shut. She took a seat, hands clasped in front of her, playing with her fingers.
Do not take me for some conjuror of cheap tricks, boy!
European standard time.
Which means i'm an hour ahead of the gm. I'm from the future.
Which means i'm an hour ahead of the gm. I'm from the future.
Hey, i didn't say i wasn't liking being the love interest for all of you broken birds.
Reverse harem it is, then.
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