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Tweak says, "Hold me cloer, Tony Danza!"

Annie Wagner (i_lovemachines) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2011-12-22 22:38:00

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annie wagner, charlie crews

A new girl, a new place, old machines (Open)
She wasn't sure what happened. One moment she was walking away from Doom, into the heart of Halo City, and the next she was in a place that looked nothing like where she'd been. The tech was all so much older. She'd run back around the corner to find no trace of Doom, the car he'd forced her to steal, or even the spot where the two had been.

Confused, Annie wandered for a while, looking at the cars that were not the same as she was used to, being bombarded by things that wanted to speak to her, not sure what she was doing here, not sure how to get back to where she was - but not sure she really even wanted to go back. It wasn't as if home had been the greatest place to live. She knew it, sure, but could this place be any worse? The only problem with this place was that she didn't know how she'd gotten here.

Hey.

Annie turned. She didn't see anybody nearby. She began to walk again.

Hey. Please. It wasn't precisely words, not like other people might understand them. More like feelings projected. More like ideas. But she'd been at it so long, it was like plain English to her.

This time, she looked down. There, on the ground, was a watch. It's face cracked, it's strap broken. Annie knelt down, the watch looked really old. Though, she supposed it could be somebody's favored antique. Something that their great grandparent had worn, and had been kept in the family. That would be really rare, though. She didn't think a lot of things like that had survived the war. Not a lot of people had survived the war. But, this place didn't look as if there had been a war. Ever.

Don't leave me here.

"What if they come back for you?"

They won't. He won't. He doesn't care about me. He saw me drop and left me. Please. I can be fixed, I'm sure of it.

"Let me see..." Annie didn't touch the watch, not yet. She felt as if she might hurt it more somehow. As if it were a human body and it's neck was broken, if she moved it, she might kill it. She closed her eyes and pushed away all the strangeness that had just happened to her, blocking out all the noise. Then she looked at the watch again. Internally, it appeared to be fine. Annie smiled. "You're right. It's just your face that's broken. And your strap."

She reached down to pick the watch up.

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i_zen
2011-12-30 08:07 pm UTC (link)

"Good." Charlie was addressing the pasta comment. He nodded to the waiter who told them to sit where they wanted, and he chose an outside table, pulling her chair out for her as she got closer. He would only push her in if she didn't react badly to it. He didn't want to spook her more than she already seemed to be.

"I don't know of many that would like to be left anywhere. Something that is meant to be used, created for a purpose, needs to be used for its built purpose, or repurposed." He smiled slightly, nodding at what he said as if he liked how it sounded. He settled in a seat across from her. The way they sat, he'd made sure she could still see the street and things going on, but he was set to take care of any situation should it arise.

"How does it..speak to you?" He was curious. Not pushy, but curious. He thanked the waiter as he brought over the menus. "Order whatever you like."

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i_lovemachines
2011-12-30 08:13 pm UTC (link)

Annie sat. Nobody had ever pulled her chair out for. Not even her boyfriend. It was nice.

She certainly agreed with Charlie's words. Especially when it came to machines. They shouldn't just be left alone. They didn't like it. Even if most of the world didn't know that.

"Um." How to explain? "I'm a mutant." She looked down and played with the silverware a moment, and pretended to read the menu, trying to see how he was going to react to that.

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i_zen
2011-12-30 08:18 pm UTC (link)

Charlie looked at her for a moment; he almost corrected her on her explanation, but then he remembered where he was. He hadn't been so detached during his time in prison or even before then to not understand. He had also met some interesting people in the City. A mutant.

"So you really do talk to it." It wasn't a question. "It's not some feeling you get." Who was he to question any of it? His partner lived with a telepathic space cat. He'd met many strange and wonderful types as well as some not so wonderful.

"I like alfredo. Though primavera is good too." As if a subject needed to be changed, though knowing Charlie it probably was not abandoned, just put to the side for now. "They have a pizza flatbread thing." He turned his menu to show here where he saw it rather than point to it on her own menu.

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