Mingling at the Bazaar

[cityship]

Next to the Mall Hotel, a large bazaar sprawled out through the streets. Food stalls, jewelery stalls, plastic surgery stalls...might want to stay away from that last one. But since the bizaar was close by, it served as a good place for the crew to meet up and start their exploration of XaXing.

[[ooc: This is just a general mingling post guys, so jump in and start threads, tag into other people's, whatever you want!]]

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[encourage]

"In a simple sense, yes." She hesitated, though this particular information wasn't something she felt she had to hold back on. "We're trained to fight out on the front lines. Don't get hit, make sure the people you're fighting with survive to make it home again."

Simple enough to say, exceedingly difficult to do. Similar in theory to her conceptualization of a partially organic, partially mechanical artificial lifeform. (One almost solely aided by experiences on Stacy.)

"Which makes you perfect for dealing with the infected and tracking down a source, right?" She half smiled, if she was dead serious. Frightening to think a disease could do what otherwise only mind-washing or ninjutsu were capable of back home.

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

He smiled a little. "In other words, it requires courage, skill, and intelligence." Not that making direct combat your focus didn't require some of the same, but when you made safeguarding the lives of others your goal, you needed excellent judgment and careful coordination. Not something everyone was suited for.

"Yes, in a word. Dealing with infectees is by and large too dangerous for the average human doctor -- they'd require an armed escort just to get around. My company found it more feasible to entrust a few of us with their missions instead."

[encourage]

"Is it a mission you enjoy carrying out?" It was one way of sounding out if "artificial" extended into allowing a full range of emotion. People could be programmed into a lack of response, or a certain level of dedication.

She accepted his assessment of what her line of work required with a small smile, and a similarly small nod. Not to claim all of those merits openly, but to acknowledge all of them were important. The skill in control, keeping out of harms way; being strong enough to know you're in it and to do what you can to stay there for your teammates (and often friends). Being intelligent enough to know how to fix them, or get them somewhere where you could before getting back into the fray. "Something like that."

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

He paused. Should he take the question at face value, or was she asking about something else?

"That's a bit of a complicated question. I am glad that I'm able to do what I was created for... and I plan to continue pursuing my mission objectives to the extent that I can. On the other hand, the only reason I exist is because humanity faces extinction. If Alex were here, I'm sure he'd have something to say about making decisions for myself, though."

"What about you? Do you enjoy what you do?"

[encourage]

Did she? "Yes," she decided, if the way she rolled that word over her tongue showed some further hesitation. "I enjoyed being able to protect those who couldn't, but especially..." She trailed off, thinking. "I like being able to help. Not just people, either," she said with a smile, indicating at Zouichi's partly feathered companion. "Helping birds to fly again is something worth smiling over."

There had been something liberating in watching those birds leave for someplace she could never go.

"Alex being one of your friends from home?"