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WHO:

soldarius
WHERE: some park in the City.
WHEN: ~~Sunday night.~~ CAN WE MAKE THIS SUNDAY MORNING... like 12AM or something.
WARNINGS: NONE. Possible woobieness from Tavros. 8'(
SUMMARY: Tavros... meets Kate... only not really.
FORMAT: QUICKLOG.

[ A few days in the City and trouble was brewing. The increasing number of posts on the Network asking around for missing friends was growing worrisome. The fact kids were mentioned to be among the missing made it all the more problematic. Had they merely been Ported out?

Kate sat ways above the ground, perched on the edge of a building, overlooking the bustling City below her. She wondered how many were imports like her, how many had their lives suddenly put on hold because the Lachesis wanted "heroes". And how many others had disappeared but didn't make use of the Network.

She leaned against the building, acquiring her line from her utility belt. ]

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[He's been human a month, but he still has trouble sleeping sometimes. It's strange the way his memories scream this is dangerous you shouldn't be out here there are monsters and undead and you will burn when he goes out during the day, but his body says the exact same thing at night. Except... without the part about burning. Also possibly the part about the undead. He certainly hasn't seen any since he's been here, but that doesn't mean that Earth undead aren't just sneakier then Alternian undead]

[Anyway. He doesn't usually come out this far, especially when it's this dark and he has to peer into the shadows like he never used to. Makes his skin crawl. Especially knowing Gamzee's out here somewhere-- No. No, he's not going to think about that right now. Right now... he is going to... climb this little hill here, and... maybe... close his eyes for a bit. It is very nice out, and it's not like he's tired]

[Maybe he is tired? Bah, who cares. It'll only be a moment anyway]

[ In the moment she's secured her line across another ledge and peered down, the horns are what draw her attention. It's instant recognition and honestly, how can she forget those horns and the kid who they belonged to?

She draws back the line, already sauntering down the ledge and searching for another railing she can toss it and swing over.

Had it been any other hour (preferably a bright one) she could just carry on. But it was late night and a boy -- troll -- who had told her someone had murdered his kind was sitting out in the middle of a park.

She eyes his wheelchair with interest as she descends. She's never seen a wheelchair like this. ]

[There is a slight sound in the air. It reminds him vaguely of the sound his clothes made when he was... falling. No. The sound his clothes made when he was in the rocket car, and flying. Yes, better]

[Either way, it's enough to make him blink and pull himself out of that half-asleep haze. He probably imagined it... His eyes follow a human as he crosses the street and disappears around a corner, before glancing off in the opposite direction. Back towards the MAC. He should get back before it turns out he didn't imagine it and something terrible happens...]

[ His senses must be sharper than she anticipated. Her fingers brush over the grass as she lands on the ground, feeling the coolness and soft dirt. She eventually rises and approaches the boy from behind.

She speaks quietly but gently, as not to frighten him. ]

You shouldn't be out here alone.

Edited 2011-06-26 09:13 (UTC)

[YES BECAUSE APPROACHING SOMEONE FROM BEHIND WHO CAN'T TURN AROUND QUICKLY IS A GOOD IDEA @_@]

[Gentle or not, he squeaks and tenses up, jerking enough to look over his shoulder and of course all he sees is some hideous red and black thing. Eyes widening. Fingers fumbling for his communicator. A pair of birds in a nearby tree start having a fit and somewhere down the road a dog starts barking]

U-ummmm...! Please don't uh... I'm not... I don't uh... have anything valuable?!

[ SHE LIKES TO BE DRAMATIC... UNABLE TO COMPROMISE...

She stops in her tracks, head tilting to where the birds are suddenly up. Then she looks back at Tavros. ]

I'm not going to hurt you.

Uhhhhhh... oh... kay... that is a um... nice thing... for you to say... and I am... hoping it is... also... true...

[Trying to maneuver his chair around without taking his eyes off her so he can be facing... this person. Shadow? Maybe this is what's been taking people OH GOD FFFFFF]

[ To reassure him she isn't out to harm him, she keeps the distance between them. ]

It's late out.

Uh... yes... that is definitely... a thing that I noticed...

[He leans forward a little though, trying to make her out around the folds and messy lines of her cape. Her hair is... very red, and that almost sets him at ease, the color striking at his memory of that woman who had arrived recently... Tilts his head a little]

Are you um... really... not going to... try to hurt me...?

[ Damn, she had forgotten he was... very literal.

She sees what he is trying to do and out of habit, leans away so she keeps more to the dark. ]

I won't.

But you should be inside somewhere.

[Well that makes him frown, but he relents and leans back after a moment, focusing where he... thinks... her eyes are]

Probably... that is a thing that... is true... Um... I couldn't sleep... though... [Wait why is he sharing that with her. She won't even let him see what she looks like... Lawd]

[ For a moment she's still focusing on the birds but they've gone quiet... ]

People have been disappearing. It's not safe right now.

Haven't they uh... been... taken from their um... hives though? Too, I... mean.

[He is not sure he is much safer in the MAC really! At least from... kidnappings. There are definitely... lots of other things for him to be afraid of out here...]

[ She pauses. ]

Hives?

Oh... uh...

[Awkward pause. What is the... word............ OH RIGHT]

Houses... is what uh... I meant...

Are you going to stay out here all night?

[ She doesn't think he will. ]

[Takes a quick glance around, a faint hint of... nervousness in the quirk of his brow]

No... I think that... that would probably be... a bad... idea...

Mm.

[ She finally steps closer, just so she isn't this giant black and red figure sitting in the darkness anymore. ]

[Pulls away, on instinct, but when she stops, he takes a moment to look her over. Eventually his eyes hover on the tips of her mask]

Why are you uh... dressed like that... if that is a thing... you are okay with me... um... asking....

The Porter wanted heroes, didn't it? [ Air quotes around heroes. She never refers to herself as such. ]

[Stares at her even harder. How did that... answer his question what]

Is that... a thing that... you are? [...he hasn't really met anyone who's a self-described hero. He's read about them, yes, but never met any. For some reason, a human in black and red sneaking up on people is not... exactly what he pictured]

[ And here she stands, looking over at Tavros in amusement. Childlike wonderment is always cute. ]

Many call me that.

[Tilts his head, folding his hands together to fuss quietly with them]

Do you?

[ A beat. ]

I do what's needed to be done.

[ No, you don't get an easy answer. ]

[...blinks, but doesn't push, straightening his shoulders out a little]

Like... um... help people...?

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SUDDENLY PRESENT TENSE

......oh... WOOPS WELL PRESENT TENSE IS A BETTER TENSE ANYWAY NYA NYA

/uses creepiest icon

..........KATE why do you suck at children

because..................children

that is a bad excuse B|

B(

/shoves

ALWAYS SHOVING ME

YOU'RE MAKING TERRIBLE EXCUSES!!!!!

NO YOU'RE BEING MEAN

...........probably :|b

/talks about... snug fits 8|

/SCREAMS FOREVER

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i forgot to laugh evilly. /DOES SO

.......you suck at being a villain /shoves again

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