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The quest of looking for her Mistress. Open for anyone.

Vita, still dressed in a strange dress that actually was magical armor, was exploring the ship.

In other words, what looked like a kid with a weird fashion sense, armed only with a criquet mallet, was walking alone through possibly dangerous terrain. What could go wrong there?

To be more precise, she was actually not exploring, but looking for wherever Hayate was now. She knew her mistress was on the ship, after all.

"Oi, Hayate." She tried to send telepathically, through the link, though she wasn't sure if this would work here.
The ship sure was big...

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"Probably nuclear, then." She shrugs. No matter how similar Vita's world may sound to Eva's, Eva isn't going to forget that she's talking to a super-strong not-child with a talking hammer. Who knows?

"Yeah, well, generally not a good idea to get stabbed by machines. Why exactly were you getting stabbed by machines?"

"Had to blow up a reactor, and they were protecting it." Vita stated, apparently rather proud of her accomplishment.

She suspected the woman still wasn't quite believing her, but well, as Nanoha and Hayate always preached, you can't know if other people get it until you tried convincing them.

Or something like that.

"Military work." she added, for emphasis. She was almost in the mood to prove it on a wall or something, but Hayate would probably yell at her if she damaged the ship for no good reason.

Eva shrugs again. Her son turned into a gorilla to fight giant centipedes on a regular basis. She just needs to permanently install her suspension of disbelief. "Is your military designated by country, or race, or...?" Well, there are probably a hundred other weird things to base a military off of. People with talking mallets and people without? "Ours is separated by country, mostly, though the invasion's shuffled that up a bit."

"Ours is unified along a lot of planets and dimensions. Err, was, that is. ~~Those Ohm are going to pay.~~ I think historically it used to be divided by countries, but that didn't go well."

She wasn't really all that sure on the history, considering she had been occupied elsewhere during most of the centuries it happened.

"Our world got along pretty well for a few thousand years dividing by nations. No big problems with that, except for the occasional civil war and genocide," Eva says dryly. "Any chance your place is any more civilized?"

Eva doesn't for a second really believe her world's been destroyed. After all, her family is the lords of returning from the dead. She'll never believe in something being gone again until she sees the body, or in this case whatever wreckage the Ohm have made of her universe.

"For the most part. Well there was some terrorist doctor trying to muck things up a few years back, but the idiot learned his lesson quickly when we got involved."

She shrugged. "There's probably never any perfect peace, but that's what you got watchers for."

Well, for Vita, it really was feeling quite peaceful, compared to how things had been in the past for her. At least no genocides or something like that.

"So your military is a peacekeeping military, then?" Well, that sounds oxymoronic to Eva, but she supposes saving worlds is technically a form of keeping the peace. Sacrifice a few, save the lot. Ends justifying means. "Watchers?"

"Well, yeah. Mostly using magic, so the eventual conflicts cause as little casualties as possible. Easier to be non-lethal than with mass-based weapons."

She meant guns and the like with that, since those were pretty much banned on her world.

"And with watchers I mean, you know, people who watch for bad stuff at computers and all, so they can tell you where you gotta go to prevent bad things."

"Computers and magic," Eva says, putting a finger to her lip. "I'd say your world is very different from mine, but I think my reaction to your talking hammer would make that redundant."

Vita looked a bit puzzled, but then remembered. Not all worlds were like Mid-Childa, after all.
"Just works better, I guess. My Armed Device." She raised her hammer to indicate what she was refering to "could be seen as some sort of computer on its own, I think."

What was the word again - AI? Something like that, but she wasn't really sure.

"...is your world like Japan, maybe? Err, I mean Earth."

That's where Hayate and Nanoha came from, after all. From what she remembered, that world didn't seem to have much in terms of magic.

"I guess that makes more sense than the idea that it was just born a talking mallet." It feels weird, talking about a conscious thing like it isn't even there. Not that the Yeerks didn't do that regularly, but Eva feels weird doing it herself. She wonders if the hammer's offended.

"Japan's a country in our world, yes. I wouldn't know what it's like, though. I've never been or given it much study."

Vita nodded at that.

Thankfully, the mallet's quite happy to be used as a weapon, and would say something if he wanted to. Eva should be rather happy she never witnessed several weapons, on opposing sides, complimenting each other for battle prowess. That tends to get somewhat drawn out ~~not to mention having bad english~~.

"Well, at least I now know what world you're from. Though I only have been to Japan there. No surprise that you're...surprised by things like that."

"I'm sure my capacity for surprise is only going to last so long on this ship." She shrugs. "And there's no guaranteeing that your Japan was anything like our Japan, anyway. We have aliens, at least, and Atlanteans and time travel, so we're not completely boring."

"Hey, I didn't mean that badly, you know. I liked Japan!" She spurted out and gave Eva a glare. "I wouldn't badmouth Hayate's home country like that!"

Sure, that Japan hadn't had aliens (unless you counted all the Mid-Childan people) or Atlanteans, but well... she had liked playing croquet with the old geezers ~~who, technically, had been younger than she was~~.

Eva backed up again, mouth twisting into a frown. "I was being dry. You don't have to keep assuming I'm trying to insult you."

After a pause, "Hayate?".

"Right." Vita said, too stubborn to apologize for the mistake. Instead, she coughed and looked sideways. Until Hayate was mentioned, which caused her face to light up - a much better topic to focus on.

"Hayate's my mistress! She's also on this ship, but I haven't found her yet. She's an amazing, gentle person, and we - my, err, family - owe her much. She's probably with the magical department."

Eva figures mistress probably doesn't mean the same thing to Vita as it does to her, and stifles the urge to make another wry remark. Vita and Eva don't seem to be quite on the same wavelength in terms of humor. "So she's your benefactor?"

"Not exactly!" Hayate replied. Her annoyance seemed to have vanished as quickly as it had come, which was somewhat usual for her, sadly. "You know how a knight has a master? For us Wolkenritter, Hayate's that master. Though she's also made us her family, too."

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