http://bears-omnitrix.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bears-omnitrix.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-07-12 10:31 am

Idleness (Open)

Lately Ben had been kind of restless, and thus had been buzzing around the city. It was way too quiet with everything going on, and as much as he hated being idle, there was really no helping it at times.

He had gotten a RideVendor remote from Philip and had taken out one of the cycles for a spin. A few false starts and he was roaring around the city at a breakneck pace before pulling up to the park. Removing his helmet, he brushed his hair of sweat. "I really like motorcycles," he declared to no one as he got off and began to do a few warm ups.

While training in the sensoriums was always fun, he was often finding himself preferring the city more and more, and he selected an alien from his watch, an old standby favorite.

"CANNONBOLT!" yelled Ben as he began to roll and bounce all over the place.

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-07-13 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
There was a giant yellow and black sphere rolling down the city street. Noisily. Sentiently?

Anwei (who was only looking for more pens to put in Howard's desk) swiftly side-stepped into the doorway of a nearby building, mentally preparing a message for Security. This reminded her a bit too much of Kain.

"Who are you?" she said, a little challengingly.

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-07-13 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, did you just arrive in the last podpop? I don't recognize you." That might make sense; a sentient this large might have been directed into the ship via a different channel.

If so, Anwei wanted to go point a video camera at that channel, if not simply seal it up.

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-07-13 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Anwei heard a distant cry in the back of her mind, as though the laws of physics had cried out in pain but were suddenly silenced. She ignored the cry; she was hearing it too often, here.

"I'm Anwei Ayles. I've only been here a few months." She blinked at him, mentally comparing the green-eyed young man to the rolling ball to the black-and-white bipedal giant. "You have quite the talent, there."

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-07-13 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
She touched two fingers to her lips, rather alarmed. "Do you also take on their biological vulnerabilities? Could you catch an alien disease and be harmed by it?"

She was picturing going among, say, a pack of lopench'n and changing into one of them, giving them all some sickness, and then changing back. A time bomb, just waiting to be used.

Of course, she didn't like lopench'n. Really, who did?

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-07-13 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Whoo," she blew out her breath. "A pan-species immune system? And the ability to duplicate biological powers? Whoever made your Ultimatrix must have had incredible knowledge! And for you to be entrusted with such a machine..."

Her look was frankly admiring.

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-07-14 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
"To see everyone again would be wonderful. To bring everything back. And what a story we'll have to tell everyone back home."

Of course, whether anyone would believe her would be another matter.

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-07-14 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
She really hoped that her family never showed up, here or anywhere, ever again. Ever.

"So, being a hero is a family tradition?" That sort of made sense. A grandfather as an intergalactic cop, a grandson in control of a shapeshifting machine.

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-07-14 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"It just sort of happens," she repeated, deadpan. "Like climbing up a tree? Just - suddenly, hero?"

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-07-15 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
"That's a little daunting, actually." Was this ship trying to make its crew more heroic?

Did Stacy really think that would work?

"I don't think I have anything like that in my background. I still get the feeling sometimes that I was just standing next to someone else who was important, and got snatched up with them."

Hopefully, not instead of them.

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-07-15 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm definitely still looking. I thought it was a medical database, but that was incomplete. Then I thought it was helping out in Medical, but Stacy started sending me on missions."

She shrugged, hands out. "I wonder if I'll end up doing everything once. Like - what's the program called on Earth? Apprenticing, or work study, or something."

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-07-15 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Anwei sat down as well.

"My species has a sort of - compressed - adolescence," she said, gesturing with her hands as though squeezing time between them. "A very small window for learning things. And once you learn, you're not suppose to change." She put her hands down on the wall, and kicked her heels. "Well. I changed before. Time to change again."

The question was, would she ever be able to change back?

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-07-16 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
She smiled. "A chance that many don't ever get. This is a very strange classroom to learn in, though," she said dryly, indicating the maze of mismatched buildings, and the artificial sun glowing overhead.

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-07-16 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
She blinked, surprised. He'd been here a long time, and nothing had surprised him? What sort of a life had he led before he got here?

She looked at him sideways. "Old hat? I can't tell if you're serious or not. If you are, I wish I could figure out how to get some of that equanimity bottled and distributed. It would make arrival here a lot easier."

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