Another piece of the puzzle [Open]

[artistwithasickness]

Who: Devi and you
What: A girl settling into a new place
When: A day or two after her initial arrival
Where: Haven hub and Loft
CW: None.

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Well, Devi had managed to survive the first couple of nights. She'd found a place to crash, had been shown and found both the Pantry and the Bar and was, over all, at ease. No use keeping her dander up until it was needed.

Currently, she sat in a booth in the Loft, she'd always liked high places and Haven had those to spare, with a drink in her hand and her boots propped up on the table. Having largely avoided the Mechs so far, Devi was aiming to get a gander at the other creatures that inhabited Haven.

After all, she was stuck here, wasn't she? Might as well learn what she could and bars always seemed the best place to catch the vibe of a new reality.

Comments

[artistwithasickness]

"A jack of all trades fuckary mist.. Well, it's new at least. Better then constant chaos at the fringes, eh?" She grinned. She could handle this place.

"It's probably terrible of me to be excited for the next showing."

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

“Something like that. And it is chaos at the fringes, but at least it doesn’t...usually come into the city.”

He laughed, not surprised by her reaction. “I can understand that. Sounds kinda crazy, right? But interesting. You’ll see. Sometime something will happen.”

[artistwithasickness]

"That just sounds ominous," she laughed. "Last place I was at was surrounded by chaotic wastelands, though it never came into town to say hello, so I'm lookin' forward to it. Course, last place I was at wasn't a whole planetoid either, so.."

She shrugged and took a pull from her drink, still wholly amused at all of this.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

He grunts. “It’s...different; as I said, chaos. Sometimes just annoying, sometimes dangerous. Been around a few months now and...let’s see...impossible rainbows with trapped treasures at the end.” Have an amused lopsided grin at that. “People ending up with animal ears and tails, ghosts wanting things from people, and explosions following people around the city. Those are some of the more...memorable happenings.”

[artistwithasickness]

Green eyes blinked wide and she whistled softly.

"Animorphs, eat your heart out. I don't wanna assume and sorry if it's rude but.. Everyone who is a Mech around here.. you're all Cybertronian, right? I don't want to wear myself out on a question that applies to a lotta bodies."

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

He grunts a soft laughs. "Not rude. And not all. Most of us are Cybertronian, but I know at least one here is from Earth, human built."

[artistwithasickness]

"And the human built one is sentient like the rest of you?"

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

"Yeah. His name's Gunmax, I think he's on the police force." He shrugs. It's been a while since he's seen the bot. He should probably drag the guy out for drinks again sometime.

[artistwithasickness]

"Police force?" Mark her wary. "Is that for serving and protecting the people from criminals, or just the offhand disaster?"

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

“Both. Lot of people here, not everyone friendly, ya know? But they’re also here to help out when the Miasma tosses crazy scrap at us. Why? You seem unsettled about that.”

Something about the police you don’t like, or just the implications of the need for one? Makes him wonder.

[artistwithasickness]

"Yeah well, in my experience, Cops are never what they're chalked and pumped up to be. Too many politics and twisted perceptions of the 'law' to better further the movements of the government to oppress or otherwise delude the public into a herd of consumer whore sheep." Guess who had problems with not only authority but also 'The Man.'

"Last place I was at, the 'cops' was this little green alien kid screaming about his need for tacos and world domination. Faith is something I'm afraid I'm happily lacking."

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

He chuckles, taking another drink. “You’ll like this place then, there are no particular laws aside from the ‘be nice’ sort of thing, and no government. The “police force” is literally a group of do-gooder’s out to keep the peace and protect the city.”

He gestures, just talking with his hands a bit. “Though a little alien screaming about tacos does sound entertaining.”