trans_9 | Open, Bathhouse, 2 years younger

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Open, Bathhouse, 2 years younger

Cagalli in the bathhouse isn't an odd sight at all. It's pretty much her favorite place to relax alone, even if the 'alone' part ends up not working out for all that long, depending on the day.

If you don't really look closely, there's nothing out of the usual here, but beyond that... she's a bit smaller, her face just a little more youthful. She also looks like she's ready to slip into the water, just that little bit, and take a nice deep breath. Not that she's considering it, but she really wears her emotions out in the open.

"Father..."

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"S'alright, nothing wrong with bein' on edge in a place like this. Sorta brings it out in some right?" He settled nearby, sitting on the edge of the bath, enjoying the feel of the relaxing water.

"You'd think it'd bring it out in more people. Dunno how some people manage." She shifted away, just a little, not really thinking about it.

"For me, ain' that much different from my previous universe, so I don't think much on it. No point in worryin' about something like that, it's the sorta thing you jus' gotta be ready for." If he made any notice to denote her shifting, it was unapparent.

"Seriously? I mean, being in the middle of a war is one thing, but this..." She gestured around. "Not your normal war."

"It's as normal to me as breathin' to be honest. At least as far as all the information divulged to us. Swarming creatures of immense power who destroy worlds. Might as well call em' Zerg two point oh." He shrugged as he sunk a little into the water, stopping right at his chest.

Oh, good. People here USED to world-ending alien horrors. That was a good thing for the people not used to it, right? "Before coming here... even destroying one whole planet seemed downright ridiculous."

"I'm sure in most cases they haven't seem something as such. I personally have been fighting the Zerg swarm my entire life. Fairly certain the consumed most of the known universe back home except the sector where they fought against both Toss and us Terrans." He sounded fairly calm about it all, and it was clear that he didn't speak with shrouded intents, it seemed he was being completely truthful.

"Oh wow... that's... damn." That really did remind her of what the Ohm were doing, only on a scale that's almost within human reasoning to imagine. "How do you fight that?"

"Not giving up, giving it your all, and always trying to be one step ahead. Everything has their weaknesses and nothing's perfect." Granted... He knew of the prophecy... and what would become of the Zerg once they reached 'maturity'... It would be the end of all worlds, all universes... Maybe the Ohm were the perfected, mature Zerg the prophecy spoke of?

"I mean practically speaking. You could take all the armies in the world, unite them... and I don't know what the hell they'd be able to do against these Zerg, or the Ohm we're fighting." Did they use nuclear weapons? Something even more terribly destructive?

"Psi emitters..." He almost said the word with contempt. "Psi dampeners, and heavy tech. The swarm was always hard to push back and impossible to beat. But with enough concentrated damage, it was good to hold them off.... And ..." He sighed. "We also got a long break from them after a while. They left to try and so somethings in secrecy... When they came back, they were more powerful than ever, but so were we, and the toss. Always about being one step ahead and not giving your enemy a chance to get the upper hand."

That must be some ridiculously heavy tech, never mind whatever psi things did. And despite all that, it was all they could do to hold an enemy like that off.

Is that their fate here? An eternally losing battle? And what about back home, where humanity was on the brink of tearing itself apart? "I almost wish we had an obvious enemy like that where I'm from."

He raised a brow over his shades and moved them down a little to have a better look of the girl. "Oh? And what was your enemy like back home, if I may ask."

"Ourselves." Hopefully it's all she'd need to say. Neither side was right, both sides were wrong and had a gun at each other's heads - as well as the civilians of either side.

That brought out a chuckle and he smiled upwards as he relaxed more into the bath. "Isn't it always? It seems that no matter the world, all governments have problems dealing with who's right or wrong." He pauses for a moment, the shades covering his eyes and yet it's clear he's deep in thought.

"Even the almighty Protoss back home, beings of immense wisdom and knowledge and many eons of additional experience couldn't make a perfect government, and couldn't keep their people from warring with each other."

"Nice to know that I can look forward to something never changing," she replied sharply. War is never going to end, even if one opponent is exchanged for another, and it's not a pleasant thing to have to admit.

"One can only continue to adapt and keep on livin' s'all I gotta say miss. Ain' no point in givin' up." he said calmly, still relaxed in the bath.

"It's still a pain in the ass, and that's assuming we don't all kill each other before we can adapt." She wouldn't put it past Blue Cosmos OR Patrick Zala to end the whole thing in one big fiery death for the whole world.

"There'll always be someone fightin' against those types." He replied, his thoughts drifting to good old Jim Raynor.

"You'd be surprised at how big of a difference they make. Even when the odds are against em'. People sure love an underdog." He mused.

"But one nuclear arsenal could ruin all of that. It doesn't take much to end millions of lives, when weapons of that magnitude are involved." Even with the N-Jammers in place... Freedom and Justice had nuclear reactors. What else was ZAFT planning, if they made mobile suits like those?

"There's always somethin' bigger an' bettah than what otha's have sug'... Errr I mean miss." Yeah keep yer accent back Splicer.

"What was that?" Something a little less dark to focus on.

"Ah.... Nothin' really. Ol' habit s'all..." He chuckled and said nothing more of it.

He offered her a friendly smile, "How's about you? How do you like this place and how lon' have ya been 'ere?" He paused for a moment, "Don' think I caught yer name either."

"Old habits..." She huffed, sinking down enough to blow a few pathetic bubbles with her mouth. "It's been a few months, and it's hard to say that I like it much. I mean... it's better than being wiped out, but nowhere near home."

Still, she stretched a hand out to him. "Cagalli."

He smiled and returned the greeting, "I don' got a name, but people have taken to calling me by my agent name, so Splicer's alright. Unless ya wana call me something else. That's fine to. Was never very formal myself." He grinned, relaxing back again.

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