outer_divide | Audio/Action | The ship | Monday before the riots

[Currently a petite strawberry-blonde teen is clutching the pendant hanging from a ribbon around her neck as she scuttles between hiding places in the ship and stares with wide-eyed curiosity mixed with finite fear at the names located on the other pods located all around her. Yes, she is looking for specific names and is both dreading and hoping she might come across one she recognizes. There are thousands of pods here, however, and the fingers of her other hand begins to clutch more firmly at the small device she found with her clothing where she had first awoken. After a short hesitation, Chloe presses a button and brings the device to her lips.]

H-hello?

[A hesitating pause, then Chloe seems to find her courage--and outrage.]

Wh-whoever is in charge here, I really don't appreciate being left in the dark. Where am I, and why am I here? Wh-where is my Aunt Lauren, Derek, and the others? Haven't you done enough? Just l-leave us alone!

[If she was thinking clearly, she would realize the Edison Group never would have left Chloe her Swiss Army knife or can of mace... But she was kind of freaking out after waking up naked and without her pendant around her neck.]

Or else.

[Those two words sounded almost like a growl--something Chloe may have loosely picked up from her werewolf boyfriend. Despite the threat, her panicked mind silently taunted her: 'Or else what, Chloe?']

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I admit, when it comes to the outdoors, low tech can be good.

[And now Chloe is out of the ship and taking in her surroundings for the first time, eying landscape and wildlife alike.]

Wow. I feel like we should be on a set for a movie. Sci-fi most likely. We could do a documentary on other forms of wildlife.

I think you're going to be the expert on that. Not a lot of outdoors in Detroit that isn't paved over.

[All this...nature. Honestly, it's even stranger now.]

That's probably the best way to look at it.

[Besides, how bad can it be, right? Birds, maybe. Squirrels. Surely nothing dangerous.]

It's the same in Buffalo. I'm really starting to appreciate woods and forest, now. My f-family and I have been staying in a cabin before I woke up here.

[If you call two sorcerers, a witch, a necromancer and her Aunt as family.]

Hey. Sometimes thinking about your life as a scene from a movie can be good for the psyche.

[If Chloe didn't have that to fall on, she'd be freaking out and screaming her head off right about now.]

I-is that...? Th-that squirrel has fangs. It really has fangs.

You'll have to show me, then.

[Because his idea of forest is like...an SUV commercial.]

I'm not sure I'd like the genre of movie my life would be.

I'll show you what I can. I'm no expert, but it's something you can learn fairly quickly when motivated. I-if we're really as far from home as everyone has been mentioning on this communication device, I might know less than you do, though.

[A small snort that is more an exhale--and Chloe's lips twist into a wry grin. She knows that feeling far too well. Can empathize.]

That's when you have to try to direct the movie yourself. Lead it to where you want it to go. [A small grin is sent up his way.] Or try to change the mood by adding some twist to the genre. Sometimes it can help you reevaluate what's important.

It's not paved over out there. I'm pretty sure you'll know more than I do.

Trust me, it's not that easy when stuff you can't even imagine starts happening.

[Like the whole blown up turned into a robot guy thing. Yeah, didn't see that one coming.]

If you're used to everything being paved over, you're probably right.

Y-yeah, I bet. Must be hard. [Chloe's ears are burning, and a flush spreads over her cheeks. They may have a few more things in common than meets the eye, even if one of them resembled a robot. It's not every day one meets a failed genetic experiment. They could start a club.]

Edited 2014-05-03 20:57 (UTC)