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trans_92011-09-23 11:30 pm
thewunderkind) wrote in trans_92011-09-23 11:30 pm
Me, Myself and I [Bendtime after Visitation Day is Over] [OPEN]
Compared to yesterday where the sensoriums had gotten so much use, Lash was glad that it was mostly quiet as she slipped into a free one. The day had passed relatively quickly thanks to running mazes, but even that hadn't gotten her as joyful as she should be, as strange and exciting as it had been.
The world around her changed as she stood atop a giant mountain overseeing the forest below her. Her army stood closer, as her opponent in the horizon began to prepare to attack her. A typical scenario she liked to play out at least once a week, each time using it to test out new invention ideas and fixes she should make to her existing ones.
But she wasn't there. The spark, the thing that made Lash excited about anything war-related and gave her an almost-worrying macabre yet positive outlook on nearly anything appeared to be extinguished. She'd been thinking a lot. Even now, she didn't raise her arms dramatically as she usually did to get the battle started, but merely an uninterested movement of her fingers as she dismissed it all and sat down, dangling her legs over the edge.
"Good evening Mistress Lash! We await your orders!"
She said nothing.
Lash watched the soldiers below her slowly get destroyed, unable to find herself engrossed enough to bother or want to give out commands. Those damn emotions Black Hole hated so much were going to be the death of her, weren't they? She'd seen a lot of her friends reunited with people they cared about and then felt the pangs of jealousy that followed as she waited, mostly by herself, to see if miraculously someone else would step out. She couldn't complain to Stacy about it either, as much as she wanted too, due to the AI falling silent in what she assumed was exhaustion. But that wasn't the biggest thing on her mind, eating away at her as time marched forward.
It was the cold reality of knowing that perhaps, this proved she was the only person rescued from her world.
She never had thought of it as such before, figuring out that everyone simply wasn't ready yet. All the time she'd been here, Lash had never given up hope at meeting one of her old comrades-in-arms. Gone to every poddrop too. Hell, who wouldn't want Commanding Officers from her world with army boosting powers in a war like this? She was a perfect example! The others were just a little more dumb and need more time to be properly awoken, that's all! And yet, yesterday seemed to hit the final nail in the coffin. Even without being completely ready, someone should have come out. Heck seeing Olaf's big ugly angry face would have made her feel better. Was Stacy mad at her? She'd been helping repair her weapons! There was no way she'd just ignore people who actually cared about fixing her up compared to those who cursed her name wherever they walked, right? There had to be a fairness in this! Thinking about fairness now, it was almost bizarre.
...Or maybe Stacy had been fair, and there was no one to be brought out, even for a day.
"Mistress Lash? We await your orders! Please respond!"
Alone from her world. Strangely enough, it frightened her. The very idea that she'd be fighting the war, sure with her friends, but without someone who she knew from before. Her homesickness had disappeared after a few months on the ship, but now it came back with full force.
"Mistress Lash! They've got megatanks! Please respond!" The macabre spectacle played out below her as her own units fought on, still standing where she had placed them against an enemy that had been upgrading and building all the time she was simply leaning in and doing nothing. Lash didn't care. You'd almost think she was a statue in the way she was lost in her thoughts. Eventually she issued a single command that was almost dismissive to everything.
"Whatever. Just blow them up for all I care." The soldiers below yelled out commands and eventually large rockets were launched at the sky, shining in the star-filled night sky. The nuclear-like weapons exploded in the middle of the enemies' troops, giving her a good view of the entire carnage and clouds lighting up the atmosphere. Yet she got no joy from it, even as the normally deadly breeze passed by her. In fact, it only made her sigh as she idly pinched away a tiny rock stuck in her hair. The Wunderkind wasn't sure why she was like this. This was so dumb to care about it so much! Dumb dumb dumb! She'd loved doing this so much before but right now...
It felt really pointless.
For the first time in her life, Lash was completely unamused by an explosion.
The world around her changed as she stood atop a giant mountain overseeing the forest below her. Her army stood closer, as her opponent in the horizon began to prepare to attack her. A typical scenario she liked to play out at least once a week, each time using it to test out new invention ideas and fixes she should make to her existing ones.
But she wasn't there. The spark, the thing that made Lash excited about anything war-related and gave her an almost-worrying macabre yet positive outlook on nearly anything appeared to be extinguished. She'd been thinking a lot. Even now, she didn't raise her arms dramatically as she usually did to get the battle started, but merely an uninterested movement of her fingers as she dismissed it all and sat down, dangling her legs over the edge.
"Good evening Mistress Lash! We await your orders!"
She said nothing.
Lash watched the soldiers below her slowly get destroyed, unable to find herself engrossed enough to bother or want to give out commands. Those damn emotions Black Hole hated so much were going to be the death of her, weren't they? She'd seen a lot of her friends reunited with people they cared about and then felt the pangs of jealousy that followed as she waited, mostly by herself, to see if miraculously someone else would step out. She couldn't complain to Stacy about it either, as much as she wanted too, due to the AI falling silent in what she assumed was exhaustion. But that wasn't the biggest thing on her mind, eating away at her as time marched forward.
It was the cold reality of knowing that perhaps, this proved she was the only person rescued from her world.
She never had thought of it as such before, figuring out that everyone simply wasn't ready yet. All the time she'd been here, Lash had never given up hope at meeting one of her old comrades-in-arms. Gone to every poddrop too. Hell, who wouldn't want Commanding Officers from her world with army boosting powers in a war like this? She was a perfect example! The others were just a little more dumb and need more time to be properly awoken, that's all! And yet, yesterday seemed to hit the final nail in the coffin. Even without being completely ready, someone should have come out. Heck seeing Olaf's big ugly angry face would have made her feel better. Was Stacy mad at her? She'd been helping repair her weapons! There was no way she'd just ignore people who actually cared about fixing her up compared to those who cursed her name wherever they walked, right? There had to be a fairness in this! Thinking about fairness now, it was almost bizarre.
...Or maybe Stacy had been fair, and there was no one to be brought out, even for a day.
"Mistress Lash? We await your orders! Please respond!"
Alone from her world. Strangely enough, it frightened her. The very idea that she'd be fighting the war, sure with her friends, but without someone who she knew from before. Her homesickness had disappeared after a few months on the ship, but now it came back with full force.
"Mistress Lash! They've got megatanks! Please respond!" The macabre spectacle played out below her as her own units fought on, still standing where she had placed them against an enemy that had been upgrading and building all the time she was simply leaning in and doing nothing. Lash didn't care. You'd almost think she was a statue in the way she was lost in her thoughts. Eventually she issued a single command that was almost dismissive to everything.
"Whatever. Just blow them up for all I care." The soldiers below yelled out commands and eventually large rockets were launched at the sky, shining in the star-filled night sky. The nuclear-like weapons exploded in the middle of the enemies' troops, giving her a good view of the entire carnage and clouds lighting up the atmosphere. Yet she got no joy from it, even as the normally deadly breeze passed by her. In fact, it only made her sigh as she idly pinched away a tiny rock stuck in her hair. The Wunderkind wasn't sure why she was like this. This was so dumb to care about it so much! Dumb dumb dumb! She'd loved doing this so much before but right now...
It felt really pointless.
For the first time in her life, Lash was completely unamused by an explosion.
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"Eh I guess it'll just be the sensoriums, or if we defeat the Ohm, I guess. Wonder why I even bothered going to poddrops at all."
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Though that reminded him that there was some cheering up he could be honest about!
"I know it's not much, but at least you've never had someone awaken with a grudge against you. Knowing you, it'd probably be quite a spectacle." He didn't try to smile, but he stood beside her, desperately wishing he could help.
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"We've had enough dirty fighting for a while, I think. But we might have to worry about some tentacles blocking the airlock. We all have to be civil to each other regardless of our pasts...but I've learned why the rule makes sense. Certian people never change, but some have."
He's proud of you, Lash.
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Sorry Billy, but that went just completely over her head, or she just pretended to ignore it.
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"We're safer as we are. You'll be ready to put them away, right?"
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Billy knew very well that he was treading on thin ice, but at least he was leading her away from pain. "Still need to beat something up?"
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They were in the sensoriums, after all.
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Images of Hawke, Flak, Adder, Sturm, Jake, Sonja and Jess appeared.
Could you guess which ones were part of Black Hole?
"That's Hawke. Birdy's pretty much the silent type, so just look for a white mohawke towering most of the normal humanoids. Flak's just a big muscle brute. I think he has
no eyes under those gogglesno hair under that helmet. Adder's a pale guy with purple hair, Sturm well...uh...look at him. Never knew what he looked under that helmet. That might actually be part of him. Who knows. Next is Jake. If you hear a guy speak like Punchy with orange hair, that's him. Sonja is about my size, but wears a pair of glasses. She's actually my main rival back at home. And that's Jess. If you see her...don't tell her I'm here."no subject
"Why not? I'm not sure how long we can hide your presence. Should I just send a warning?"
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Behold. Lash's greatest fear. Not Olaf, who she bombed his entire hometown. Nope. The lady who was teaching her manners.
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"But I won't tell her if you don't want to be lectured about posture or fork usage or eating with your mouth full," he promised, feeling a little silly as he did so.
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"Good." The imagines disappeared. "Well uh, that's the important ones anyway. Just watch out for people saying names like Black Hole, Orange Star, Green Earth, or Yellow Comet or a color and a piece of geometry, pretty much."
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With those names in his memory and the matter seemingly settled, he turned to Lash one more time. "Sure there's nothing else I can do for you?"
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"Nah I'm good. Like I said, gimme a few days. Just need to think for a bit."