Left Hanging (open)

[8wings.livejournal.com]

The first time Anwei had visited the vehicle bays, she'd been in too much of a hurry to really appreciate the sight. She'd scanned the rows upon rows of machines with a single hungry thought: which of these can I recognize, where is something that can give me a clue about getting out of here?

Now she was more relaxed; she'd had time to consider the situation. She was here for the foreseeable future, and she didn't want to leave without making sure all her debts were paid. That is, if she was going to be leaving here at all.

She was looking for Zouichi's motorcycle and Fuyu, but also taking the time to appreciate the sheer variety of inventory: ground vehicles ranging from treaded tanks the size of her foot to massive haulers that could move a space shuttle, craft designed for land and water and heavy atmosphere transit, and others she couldn't even guess the function of. The roof was high enough that there were no echoes, only a low mutter of reflected sound. There were other people here, striding along with purpose or just strolling as she was.

[[OOC: Anwei's looking for Fuyu, but feel free to stop & chat with her.]]

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[zouichi.livejournal.com]

Zouichi: impulsive, in a level-headed way.

Fuyu agreed with the sentiment, especially after the rumors of a rogue AI that liked to kidnap crew members with false promises of cake. Ah, but now that her task was finished, she should get back to her post. Spot. Whatever.

"At any rate, Anwei, I think I should get going before Zouichi decides to come back. I am glad that you liked the gift."

[8wings.livejournal.com]

"Of course, Fuyu. Thank you very much for giving me Zouichi's gift, it's lovely. And tell him - if he asks, tell him that I look forward to seeing him again, when his troubles are cleared up."

She carefully folded the yukata back into its box and took it out of the motorcycle's compartment, holding it flat like a pizza box. At this rate of ravenous acquisitions - a shirt, a hair comb, a sewing kit, a holograph projector AND a yukata - she might have to start looking into choosing quarters for herself.

"Goodbye, and I look forward to talking to you again. Please don't hesitate to send me a message."

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

"I certainly will. It was very nice meeting you, Anwei." With that, the holographic image disappeared, and the bike resumed its course, presumably back to its original spot in the Vehicle Bay.