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Tweak says, "I see you when you're sleeping"

נεғғεяsση (haberdashery) wrote in theconsolelog,
@ 2018-06-27 19:49:00

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jefferson, satya vaswani / symmetra

WHO: Symmetra & Jefferson
WHERE: Cerulean City - Cafe
WHEN: Early afternoon
WHAT: Finding an ally to talk shit about other people
WARNINGS: Resting bitch face
STATUS: In-Progress

As much as Jefferson despised Cerulean City and all the talk of the Pokemon, having just fought one in that damned dome was enough...it was much more quiet than the Casino Night Zone, and it had a peaceful cafe with tea. Sure, he could always go to New Leaf but the over cheerfulness of talking critters was more than enough to make him bang his head against a wall.

No. After the past month of fuckery, fighting with his companions (or just Swan and Regina), and every instance of hanging out with Killian a near death trap, the Hatter merely wanted some fresh air, a cup of tea, and some peace.

He sat outside the cafe of course, relaxed in his seat with a book, his notes on the area and ignoring his cartography duties for the day in favor of a break. He of course glanced up here and there to take note of the locals, perhaps internally hopeful that there would be less locals and more people outside of the new 'world' that were much more lively in a sense that didn't feel...fake. In the very least the tea was not fake. A delicious Honey Vanilla Lavender was warm, relaxing, and very real. And eased his nerves about all the annoying children walking about gawking about their little pet monsters. Ugh.

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lightbending
2018-07-10 08:57 pm UTC (link)

Enchanted Forests. A place called Storybrooke. Satya felt her patience running thinner than silk stockings. This man was hardly any better than the surrounding children and their annoying pets. He was likely some kind of out-of-work actor. Which explained his acceptable fashion sense and level of grooming. Still, a disappointing prospect to consider all the same.

At least he hadn't reached to shake her hand. For that, he won a proverbial brownie point. Satya hated worrying if the applied pressure was too much or too little. One never knew where the fingers of a stranger might have been, anyhow. It was an antiquated gesture that everyone should agree to do away with.

"Satya Vaswani, lead architect for the Vishkar Corporation. When my employers discover this place," she meant it when she said when. Not if."They will be most interested in whatever cloaking technology has hidden it away from the rest of the world." Satya neglected to confirm her status as a new arrival. If Jefferson was anything like herself, he didn't have much use for such answers.

Lodged in her cybernetic palm was a circular projector. From it, she conjured a basic sentry turret. Satya had little need of its usual functionality. With some minor alterations, however, they could be converted into surveillance cameras. By deploying enough of them, she would gather information much faster than on foot. Her tinkering was then interrupted by a gawking kid who rushed over to ask, "Is that a new sub-evolution of Magnemite? Where did you catch it? You mind if I scan it with my Pokedex?"

Ill at ease with all the attention they were gathering, Satya tried in vain to shoo them. "What nonsense is this? Have you no manners? Away with you! The gentleman and I are not amiable to extra guests."

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haberdashery
2018-07-11 12:22 am UTC (link)

That was certainly a mouthful. "That's an impressive title. Please make sure if you somehow find contact outside of this realm, you let the rest of us know. Those of us who are still sane would like to go home." He was sincere on that. Jefferson had a daughter to get back to. And while Emma and Hook had children of their own, he just didn't think they were taking any of this as seriously as he was. Emma was going through a personal crisis and Hook was...lackadaisical.

He did take notice of the conjuring of objects from what looked like a robotic arm. Well then. That was one way to be an architect. Ease of convenience too.

Jefferson almost chuckled, he was a little more patient with children, seeing as he had his own. But Satya had a point. "It's not a Pokemon, kid. And she's right. You'd do well to try some manners first before walking up to strangers, it's rude." The gawking child seemed unconvinced about it not being a Pokemon but clearly was outnumbered by the adults. He didn't want anyone telling mommy so he quickly contended to run off. "You should be careful with that, you know. Useful as it looks? Not every town is as friendly or civilized as this one. Some are quite...medieval."

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