Zari Adrianna Tarazi (history_hacker) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2018-01-27 23:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !complete, !completed gdoc, !match-up, ~2018 january, ~50 points, ~~remy lebeau (atieftotheend), ~~zari tomaz (history_hacker) |
Who: Remy LeBeau and Zari Tomaz
What: Random meeting
Where: A cafe
When: Sometime before free for all plot
Warning: Low
Status: Closed/Match-up/Completed gdoc
Remy was prowling. He did not like having Legion around, and he did not like Sage being hurt. He wanted to help her and he wanted to get rid of the boy, or at least restore him to his proper mind. Or something. Ugh. But today, he was taking a moment to give Sage some peace and space, and getting some coffee and crumpets. Because, dude, crumpets.
He had settled into line and was looking around when he saw an arrival’s face he had not seen before. He waved. He had seen her on the net. “Hey. Zari, isn’t it? I’m Remy, another refugee.”
He was not normally chatty, but he needed a distraction.
***
Zari wasn’t really the chatty type, either. She could do small talk, though, especially while waiting in a long line, bored. At least it was giving her a chance to think about what tasty baked good she really wanted. There were so many possibilities.
“Uh, yeah, do I know you?” She was genuinely asking. She wasn’t actually being snarky this time. She met a lot of people since being here, but she hadn’t stopped to really get to know any of them. Maybe that was the case here.
***
“I don’t think so. I think we haven’t talked yet, unless it was just in passing.” He smiled at her, shaking his head. “You’re relatively new, yes?”
He waved a hand around. “I like stopping in here, now and then, because they have the best crumpets and muffins in the city.”
***
“Yeah, I arrived on Christmas Day,” Zari explained. She was newer than most.
She smiled when he mentioned the baked goods. “So this place has great baked goods, huh? I’ve been trying to find a good muffin since I got here. I’ve been checking out the restaurants and cafes, but I haven’t found it, yet.”
She glanced up at the menu board. “I haven’t been here, yet. Maybe my search will end here.”
Zari had a thing for food lately, it seemed. That’s what happened when she lived on rations and then was suddenly on a time ship in which any type of food known to man could be recreated by a computer program.
***
“It does, yeah. Some of the best in town. I like to come here, consume them, and ignore the crazy sometimes. It helps me not freak out.” he nodded.
“Maybe so.” He chuckled. “S’a good number of places like this in town.” He liked the way this town had adapted to the weirdness crisis, so far.
“How do you like our crazy town?”
***
Well that sounded promising. “A good baked good can go a long way to relaxing people, yeah.”
To his question, she said, “To be honest, I’m not sure. I don’t especially like being held hostage by a magic dome. Other than that, I guess it could be worse.”
She could be home.
***
“Exactly. I think so, anyway.” Remy chuckled. He felt relaxed, and was glad of it. The last week or two had been a mess.
“I know this feeling. My homeworld is one of great and endless crises. Neverending.” He shook his head. “Sometimes, it drives me mad.”
***
Zari gave a sympathetic smile, as much as she could. She could very much relate to what Remy was saying. “You could say the same of my world. I’m from the future, a dystopian world. Only I wasn’t living in a young adult book series.”
She was still going to use humor as a sort of defense mechanism. It was just her way.
***
Remy chuckled. “In my world, I am a thief turned superhero, part of a race that is discriminated against and hated and feared even as we save the world, But it’s definitely no comic book series.” Er, that he knew of, anyway.
He grinned warmly as the line slowly moved up.
***
“I’m a hacker turned sorta superhero,” Zari explained, moving along with the line. “We were discriminated against also. Metahumans are what we are. They were all pretty much outlawed where I’m from.”
She shook her head. “Government getting out of hand, basically. But I joined up with a group of time travelers and got away from that.”
She felt like she could do a lot better to help people that way.
***
“Sounds like a good idea,and a good way to get control of your life. I ended up as a member of a group who defended others like us, and defended humans from those of us who were more antagonistic. And a teacher, eventually.”
He smiled wryly.
“Here, I am just trying to be low key. Thinking about being a teacher again.”
***
“Wow, it’s kind of amazing how much we have in common,” Zari said, raising an eyebrow. Their lives were almost exact, even to the point that she, too, is now a member of a group trying to make the world a better place.
“Except the teaching thing. I don’t think I’d have the patience for that.”
Now it was her turn to smile wryly.
***
Remy chuckled. “I never thought I would be either, but I was kind of cajoled into it back home and found out I actually have a talent for it. So… yes. Apparently, despite myself, I can teach.”
He chuckled, shaking his head, and shrugging.
“Who knows, maybe you can too.”
***
“I guess anything’s possible.” Zari said, though she was still sure that wasn’t in the stars for her. “I do need a job, though, if I want to keep buying muffins.”
They kept on moving until one of them made it to the front of the line.
“Anyway, it was nice meeting you. I guess I’ll see you around.
***
“Definitely. I hope things go well for you, here.” Remy nodded to her as he turned to buy his order, and then step out of the way.
“Have a good day.”
He nodded as he walked off to think and wait for his order.