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(Could you all, when your character speaks, put their name in there somewhere? Ex. "Everyone has a weakness. Mine is shoes." said Iko.
Or even, Iko: "Everyone has a weakness. Mine is shoes." That might prevent confusion.)
probably//
"Sure, i have tons of bags! what kind do you need?" Avery asked hoping she would buy something
(Yep they are but for the story ill just use she/her pronouns for her to not cause confusion)
"Do you have…back-packs? I'll just take anything" Flynn twirls her hair around her finger. She pulls it tight.
"i have that! any particular color?" he asks thinking hm shes a Lunar too, i can sense it
"No?" Flynn watches him. She feels something…something in the back of her brain… she just cant place what it is. She looks away.
"hmm how about…. red! is that okay?" he asks a small smirk on his face You met another Lunar, good job
"Sure. Umm …how much? " It dawns an her. He's a Lunar! But does he know that I'm a lunar, too? That's going to make this a lot harder. I'm just going to have to grab the bag and get out of sight as quickly as possible and try not to get caught she tells herself. She tugs at her hair.
1 Univ he projects into her mind as he hands her the bag
"Sorry!" she yells. She grabs the bag and sprints off. I hope he understands. I couldn't have paid even if I wanted to
(I need to go. Sorry! Bye!)
well shucks he thinks as he watches her run off
Celeste keeps on walking. She knew I'm an android… but how? I look so human. And Lunars can't manipulate me so how? Suddenly she bumps into someone.
"Oh, so sorry!" She says quickly.
"No problem," a tall man says, "Hey, do you know where the bakery is?"
Celeste pauses, "Uh, ya. It's that way." She points to the opposite direction the man was walking in.
The man smiles, "Thank you."
"Of course," Celeste responds. She starts walking back to the castle.
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It took Lana approximently seventeen minutes to locate and hijack a shuttle. Which was seventeen more minutes for Nick to be having the ever-loving stars beaten out of him by the Lunar nuts who'd captured him. She sighed, and examined the ring on her finger more closely. Definetely regolith. Which meant the girl must have been a Lunar refugee. A sinking feeling spread through her gut, and she powered down the shuttle, lowered the ramp, and darted off to find that girl. Luckily, she hadn't moved from her spot.
"Where's your baby?" Lana demanded, and the girl stumbled back.
"He's not real. He was…he was…" she stammered, fear in her eyes. Lana took two steps forward and looked the girl directly in the eyes.
"Drop your glamour," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"Y-yes, of course." The girl complied. She hadn't changed much, still had the same olive-toned skin and dark hair, but was a bit shorter and younger than Lana had initially thought, probably about her own age. She was also very pregnant. Lana didn't have time to do a double take, and she grabbed the woman's hand and ran with her to the shuttle, rebooted it, and took off.
"Where are you going?" The girl shrieked, and Lana didn't answer.
"Flight control, activate steering," she ordered the ship. It worked, and the controls were able to be manuvered. Once they exited the atmosphere and Lana could have the autocontrol take over, she turned around to face the girl.
"Who….who are you?" The girl asked, aghast.
"Name's Allana. If I had any friends, they could call me Lana, but I don't, so most people call me 'Allana'," Lana said. It was a lie, of course, just like so much of her life was, "Your turn, bella."
"Anita Cochran."
"And you're a Lunar refugee."
"Yes. I only arrived a few weeks ago, after my husband was executed."
"Husband? You're what, fifteen?" Lana asked.
"I'm seventeen, actually. And we do things a bit differently on Luna than you do on Earth." She sounded a bit defensive, but Lana didn't know why.
"I like the way Earth is just fine."
"I didn't mean it was inferior, I meant it was…quaint." Anita said, and Lana snorted.
"'Quaint' it may be, but at least I'm seventeen and not married."
"That's not important!"
"Maybe not to you. You're already trapped in Artemesia, under that massive dome. I prefer freedom, and not being tied down." If she didn't like being tied down, then why was she risking her life for Nick? She didn't know. Love was complicated, and she wasn't sure if she loved him at all.
"I'm not from Artemesia, I'm from Sector Seven," Anita snapped, "And I didn't love him."
"Well, then. Who do you love?"
"No man. No man at all."
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At least I didn't have to kill the guy. Corvin tells himself as his hover speeds away from the man's farm. The univs transferred, his job here is done.
Searching fun crafts that use fabric…
Celeste smiles. This is gonna be so cool when I'm finished!!
The castle starts coming into view.
Flynn checks behind her, still running. I still don't see anyone. She starts walking backwards. THUD! She falls forward. Her brand new backpack goes flying. Turning around she sees a girl with a uniform on.
(I sorted this out with @FloweryDrama beforehand)
Celeste falls backwards. Her net link closes down.
"The bakery is that way!" She yells at a girl while pointing to the bakery. Ugh, people just can't watch were they're going!
"sorry"she whispers. She scrambles for her backpack and slings it over her shoulder. She begins to walk away before stopping in her tracks. Her bioelectricity… It's gone
Celeste gets up and notices the sea of eyes staring at her and the girl. If everyone realizes that I'm an android… She gulps. She looks at the girl who slammed into her.
"Hey, watch where you're going next time!" She half yells.
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[We could set up a little code of sorts. If this: (*) is at the beginning of someone's update, that could mean the character is available for interaction. (Okay, that sounds bad. I hope you get what I mean.) It might be easier that way.]
Flynn stops. She turns and asks, "Are you an andr-?"
Celeste shushes the girl and pulls her away into a corner of the market.
"Shows over folks! You can go home now!" She says happily.
She gets to the corner with the girl.
"Who do you think you are?! Do you want me killed?!" She says harshly.
"um.. i'm sorry?" Flynn says quietly. She tugs at her hair.
"Well you better be!" Celeste says. She starts walking away but stops.
She looks at the girl, "How do you know?"
(@Peter Duende that is really smart!!)
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(Thanks. It just makes sense.)
"New Beijing?" Corvin repeats his question into the comm. His employer's voice is set with annoyance when they respond with a, "Is that going to be a problem?"
Corvin smirks. "Not unless you give me a little extra for my trouble."
His employer grumbles but agrees. "And make sure it's clean." They add. "It wasn't me if you're caught."
"Of course, sir." Corvin replies with a voice dripping with false respect.
Flynn doesn't answer instead pulling at the backpack straps. So she is an android, she thinks to herself.
(Yeah, that's a pretty good idea!)
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(I have to go for now. I'll be back tomorrow; laters.)
