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testrun_box2014-07-21 10:41 pm
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1.[In the middle of the night, you get up for some reason-maybe you're really hungry, or you've been sick, or you're a really light sleeper and catch the noise-noise, because when you wake up, you'll notice a girl standing in the room, and some of your stuff's been moved about.]
...um...
2. [For whatever reason, you've ended up at Eva's apartment for the night-probably, someone wanted to check it out, and she just didn't bother to say no. Whatever the reason, it's sparse. No art, no furniture other than a single pillow and lamp, and nothing in the kitchen to eat but stocks of frozen dinners and canned food. No TV, no internet, no phone.]
Um...if you want the pillow, you can take it...I have a second...
3.
[Or, your introduction to Eva may come during the daylight hours; she can often be seen working out, doing crunches while dangling from a pull-up bar upside down. The girl is ripped, and has two small scars on her abdomen. There's a tattoo of something on the back of her neck, but it's hard to make out with how fast she's going.]
4. [Combat! And Eva's getting her ass kicked by the gleaming white robot that some Vultures brought along to play with. In an instant of melee combat, it uses a wrist-mounted blade to slice an arm off her F-15 and kicks the TSF away.]
...
[Still, she stands to fight; the sub-arms dutifully whip out their guns, and she's firing at the white robot with three rifles in short order.]
...um...
2. [For whatever reason, you've ended up at Eva's apartment for the night-probably, someone wanted to check it out, and she just didn't bother to say no. Whatever the reason, it's sparse. No art, no furniture other than a single pillow and lamp, and nothing in the kitchen to eat but stocks of frozen dinners and canned food. No TV, no internet, no phone.]
Um...if you want the pillow, you can take it...I have a second...
3.
[Or, your introduction to Eva may come during the daylight hours; she can often be seen working out, doing crunches while dangling from a pull-up bar upside down. The girl is ripped, and has two small scars on her abdomen. There's a tattoo of something on the back of her neck, but it's hard to make out with how fast she's going.]
4. [Combat! And Eva's getting her ass kicked by the gleaming white robot that some Vultures brought along to play with. In an instant of melee combat, it uses a wrist-mounted blade to slice an arm off her F-15 and kicks the TSF away.]
...
[Still, she stands to fight; the sub-arms dutifully whip out their guns, and she's firing at the white robot with three rifles in short order.]
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Um...if you've ever dealt with that...how'd you do it...
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How did I deal with those who tried to take advantage of me? It was simple, I didn't let anyone make me do anything that I wouldn't want to do myself.
[Ren smiles apologetically.]
Of course, it's the peculiar situation I am in that made those instances simple. For a lot of people, it would be much more complicated.
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[Ren continues to smile before asking with a tone of polite curiosity.]
Is someone abusing you?
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[She seems a little bit taken aback by the question; there's a bit of silence while she figures out what to say.]
Um...no, it's not something like that...
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Still, I want to help you. If there's any way I can, I will.
[Ren inches closer and spreads their arms, a gesture of readiness to hug Eva.]
May I?
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[Eva breaks eye contact, just sort of sitting there. The hug attempt gets no reaction.]
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If you say so. It's late, so let's just go to sleep.
And...
Thank you.
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And...I don't need to sleep much, so I'll probably go out for a while...
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Well then, good night. I'm sure I don't have to tell you this, but - stay safe.
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But...I will return, unharmed.
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