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Of course I was. [He heaves a sigh.] This place ain't like home. It's dangerous. [All the time.]
What project?
What project?
No shit. He'd be crowin' about bein' a team. [A beat.] Guess somebody's gotta do it.
[He frowns, though she can't hear that.]
There's a lot of dangerous places around here that need mapping.
[He frowns, though she can't hear that.]
There's a lot of dangerous places around here that need mapping.
I assumed you would have little interest in joining me at the Historium. [ A tiny part of her almost wanted to point out that he didn't really have room to talk about them being a team. she managed to stop herself though, there was no reason for anything like that. ]
Truthfully, that was my motivation behind mapping things out. Several people have mentioned that there are a number of dangerous locations. [ And she's been to some sort of. ]
Truthfully, that was my motivation behind mapping things out. Several people have mentioned that there are a number of dangerous locations. [ And she's been to some sort of. ]
I have a talent for it. Has someone gone missing?
Don't mean you couldn't tell me where you were. [I was worried.]
.okay. So, where are we goin', then?
I ain't sayin' that, yet. She can take care of herself, but she hasn't been back to the building in a while.
[He makes a frustrated sound.] That was different. [And after a pause.] Unless you're sayin' you're avoidin' me.
[Because I'd definitely been avoiding you.]
Sounds like a plan.
[Because I'd definitely been avoiding you.]
Sounds like a plan.
No, but we don't usually get dragged to another reality, either.
[At least not randomly. It's usually like clockwork.]
[At least not randomly. It's usually like clockwork.]
If no one has offered to render satisfactory assistance, I'm with the guards. We're sort of good at this.
I meant in this place had you established a desire to have check-ins with each other?
[This is the part where he has to swallow his pride.]
If you'll still have me.
If you'll still have me.
Yeah, okay, just give me some time to get there. It ain't like I can catch the train.
[He had to take a cart. This place was so weird.]
[He had to take a cart. This place was so weird.]
[As it turned out, the cart-driver who brought him here didn't take long to flag down, and so it was only 20 minutes before he was walking up, with a hefty sledgehammer resting on his shoulder. He figured, with all the monsters that were supposed to be around here, having a weapon on him wasn't a bad idea.
And big hammers were cheaper than axes from blacksmiths.]
Hey.
And big hammers were cheaper than axes from blacksmiths.]
Hey.
[ For her part she had on an outfit that was a bit different than her usual summer attire back home. She still wore a simple white sleeveless shirt, but rather than black capri pants she had a black skirt on that was made out of fabric that was much more breathable than the type her school uniform used. The way it flowed allowed for better movement while also having a refined quality to it that she'd quite liked. Most importantly though it'd been extremely cheap, having been something that was handmade by someone here and on sale to usher in the incoming heat. Of course she'd chosen something practical.
She stood upon his arrival and tilted her head at what he was holding. ]
Is that...a hammer...?
She stood upon his arrival and tilted her head at what he was holding. ]
Is that...a hammer...?
[While Shinji was wearing his beanie (because he always did), he wasn't wearing his coat, which had become such a staple back home. He didn't find himself cold nearly as often. He was wearing dark slacks and a dark turtleneck, though. He wasn't that different.
He took notice of the skirt, how it flowed around her, and he liked it, but he nodded at her question instead of commenting on it.]
Yeah. If somethin' wants a piece of us, does it matter what I hit it with?
He took notice of the skirt, how it flowed around her, and he liked it, but he nodded at her question instead of commenting on it.]
Yeah. If somethin' wants a piece of us, does it matter what I hit it with?
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