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Close encounters
Who: Subzero, Hiro, Sam.
What: A chance meeting, away in the woods.
Where: On the path to/from the outdoor theatre in the Northwest.
When: Shortly after Subzero’s leg got reattached.
Warnings: Possibly language. Good job, Sam.
“I’m telling you, a lot of the charm of drive-in theatres---even if ours isn’t strictly a drive-in---is that they’re a little bit old-fashioned. It doesn’t need lasers, and it doesn’t need fireworks, except okay maybe fireworks for special occasions but as those’d be exceptions that’s beside the point.” Sam shook her head and turned up her hands, smiling but still attempting ‘adamant.’ “Point is, instead of a pre-show show there’s social time. Look at opening night! It was nice to have that time free for people to check in with each other, fuss over seats, fuss over snacks, fix some skirts up… Resounding success, and a little like the way movies at the movies used to be.”
She glanced at the path so as to be sure she wouldn’t be tripped by any treacherous roots or rocks before turning her attention (and eyes!) to Hiro, unwilling to miss the teen’s reaction.
“When I was younger, there were sometimes wait screens with trivia, but no ads before a movie began.”
What: A chance meeting, away in the woods.
Where: On the path to/from the outdoor theatre in the Northwest.
When: Shortly after Subzero’s leg got reattached.
Warnings: Possibly language. Good job, Sam.
“I’m telling you, a lot of the charm of drive-in theatres---even if ours isn’t strictly a drive-in---is that they’re a little bit old-fashioned. It doesn’t need lasers, and it doesn’t need fireworks, except okay maybe fireworks for special occasions but as those’d be exceptions that’s beside the point.” Sam shook her head and turned up her hands, smiling but still attempting ‘adamant.’ “Point is, instead of a pre-show show there’s social time. Look at opening night! It was nice to have that time free for people to check in with each other, fuss over seats, fuss over snacks, fix some skirts up… Resounding success, and a little like the way movies at the movies used to be.”
She glanced at the path so as to be sure she wouldn’t be tripped by any treacherous roots or rocks before turning her attention (and eyes!) to Hiro, unwilling to miss the teen’s reaction.
“When I was younger, there were sometimes wait screens with trivia, but no ads before a movie began.”
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But he's coordinated enough to roll his eyes at Sam's little lecture, hopping up to walk along a fallen tree, arms outstretched for balance. "Uhhhh, you lost me at "doesn't need lasers". I didn't even hear the rest of the "in my day we walked uphill both ways and ate beans from a can" stuff."
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No, couldn’t be, all of this read as organic, which amazed him even more. He was so caught up in his study that he nearly didn’t note the nearby voices until the owners were in sight...and then he was gaping.
What...in Primus’s name...where those?! That organic life forms could grow as large as these odd columns was amazing, but that organic life forms could not only grow so large, but be intelligent?! He would never have dreamed it possible! He’d have sworn it was scientifically impossible even!! And then here he’d have been proven wrong.
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Shock, Sam saw, and was startled enough to stop mid-word and stand still; she hadn't expected to surprise anyone so. (Finding a stranger on the theatre path was, at least, unremarkable; even if it was a first, it was bound to be an eventuality.) She shoved the start away to better appraise the bot, curious and---despite his (?) newness to her, and sheer size---unafraid.
"Hello there!" She waved, since it seemed like a reasonable thing to do. "You new? Or you just not on the network all that often?"
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He just shields his eyes from the sun with one hand and waves with the other. "S'up."
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"Just arrived, actually. Getting a look at all the changes to what my GPS says should be here."
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"Oh! In that case... yeah, I imagine you've got a lot to see; it's probably different enough to be as disorienting for you as it was for us. Speaking of us, my name is Sam, and this," she swept both hands towards Hiro in what wasn't a bad Vanna White, "Is Hiro. He's trouble---so you can't say you weren't warned. Nice to meet you."
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Subzero had very good manners in not picking either human up, but Hiro has none of these, hopping up to stand on the robot's foot and reaching to pat at his shiny metal exterior, clearly fascinated. Sam's comment gets an eyeroll, though he never takes his eyes off Subzero.
"She's exaggerating and biased and also lying," he comments, balancing on the giant metal toe to grin up at potential new buddy.
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And then he's got an organic person on his foot. Hello, Hiro.
Well, kiddo, you just set the precedent there. With Hiro on his foot he'll reach down to try to gently scoop the boy into a hand. Do protest if you'd rather not, Hiro, he will listen.
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Crossing her own arms, Sam stood where she was to watch her housemate get gathered up. Even before Subzero made to move, the action was easy to anticipate---Hiro had all but invited it.
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"I still say you guys are lucky," he points out, waiting until Subzero's hand is steady, then venturing up onto his wrist. "I mean, at least stuff is sort of familiar. Why couldn't I have been alien abducted to a place with more than one pizza place?" Hiro is very miffed that his options are limited.
DW, I wasn't done....=_=
"Pizza? And...forgive me but...what are you?"
Aaand I didn't see this for like an hour.
"Pizza's a food." Since the bot seemed to be an accommodating sort, she set a hand against his ankle in leaning back to better see straight up. "And oh. Oh! You haven't happened to happen across humans before...?"
There was little or less to forgive, but some surprise---between the network and the number of Cybertronians who knew of Earth and its occupants, the question was one unexpected.
/there there it all good
At least until pizza is questioned. Then he steps back, arms crossed, looking perturbed. "Uhhhh, pizza is the best food, thanks a lot."
He exchanges a brief, surprised look with Sam, just as startled as her that this newest Cybertronian doesn't know anything about human. Then he grins, lopsided and a little nervous now. "Well, uh. Thanks for not squishing us. We're pretty breakable compared to you guys."
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"Human...I can't say that I have. Frankly, before seeing all of this I'd have sworn organic life larger than a microbe was scientifically impossible." He seems a little sheepish at the admission, but hey, he's not ashamed of being wrong, that's science!
Aww, hey, don't be nervous. He gives Hiro, and Sam, a reassuring grin. "I make it a point to be careful with anything or anyone smaller than myself. Though, do let me know if I do start getting a little rough, it won't be intentional."
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Sam settled readily into the scooping hand, seating herself even as she shrugged off her surprise.
"Okay, then. You'll have to forgive us, our assumptions. The other Cybertronians we know have either been to Earth---which is our homeworld---or heard about it, so we figured word was widespread. That said... Surprise?" She turned up her hands, huffing a little laugh. "And thanks."
She shifted to sit more comfortably, expression growing thoughtful.
"Might not make a bad introduction. Big difference in durability, as my friend mentioned, but we're a lot like you tall dudes in terms of senses of humour, some interests, and emotional range."
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Subzero's comments get a laugh from the kid, as he starts attempting to climb up onto the giant metal shoulder, scrambling his way up with a by-now-practiced knowledge of where to put his feet. "Oh, man am I gonna blow your mind with the theory of evolution, dude. Wait'll you hear about platypuses."
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"Earth?" What...an uncreative name for a planet. He's so sorry your people didn't have a better imagination for names.
He stiffens as Hiro starts to scale his arm suddenly. Not like he can grab at the boy, what with Sam sitting in his other hand. And then once Hiro is to his shoulder he's not sure he should try to grab the kid because...well...didn't they just point out how fragile they were compared to him? He locked a few joints in his legs and along his back to himself stable until Hiro either gets down or Zero decides he can safely pluck the kid from his shoulder. Not that he...minds too much, he's just worried about hurting them.
"I'm looking forward to hearing all about it."
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She sat a little straighter as Hiro began to climb, frowning.
"Dude. Be careful, and maybe ask before you explore; this isn't old hat to him." Looking back to Subzero, the adept explained "I told you, 'trouble.' And if you didn't already suspect it, he's young---not that that's an excuse."
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Then, because he thinks about these sorts of things: "So we're the first humans you've met or seen ever? How d'you know we aren't poisonous or feed on metal?" Hiro, stop it.
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Yeah, Hiro, you keep believing that, he's still going to keep things locked up for now to make sure you've got a stable perch. Change your mind about climbing his head and he'll pluck you off his face, though.
And then a bit of a wry look. "You are, and I don't. But the discovery is worth the risk." Though now a part of him is wondering, even as he's pretty sure poison and metal eating won't be an issue considering how the question was posed.
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She'd turned her attention to Hiro once more.
"You're right. He's got the attitude." It was acknowledged approvingly; the medic was usually irreverent and often snarky, which spoke to Sam, who was herself usually irreverent... and often snarky. Shades of that snark would surface as she again addressed her new acquaintance, smiling at the entire exchange. "You do now? If you're willing to take ou---okay, maybe just my word for it."
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Have a scrunchy-faced glare, Sam, because how dare you besmirch him in front of the big cool dude? Totally unfair; you're getting your pillow turned into a robotic spider tonight.
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"I guess I do. I'll certainly say the encounter so far has been quite enlightening, and fun." If he manages to get Hiro back into his hand he'll lift bot humans up to face level, getting a close look at both of them.
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"I never so much as saw any on Earth." More of a musing, the remark wasn't aimed at anyone in particular. "And alts or not, I would know."
Sam shifted again as Subzero moved collect the kid, turning a little so as to face the Cybertronian straight-on once brought up nearer eye level. "Good! I'm glad; terrible for a first impression to be boring. Given the specifics of this one, it would be a kind of anti-accomplishment."
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"Got any deep scientific questions? Anything goes, except gross reproduction stuff. Ask Sam about that."
...well. MILDLY less troublesome.
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