1st Fight

[soulless_soldier]

[There were many things wrong this morning for Barton - waking up in a bed, in pajamas, with a roof over her head. Oh yeah, and WAKING UP. Barton doesn't sleep. She hasn't in 30 years. Yesterday's details were fuzzy. She remembers being somewhere in the Adirondacks, building a fire and trying to keep warm. Now suddenly, she was in a room full of things with her name on them (her first name!), clothing in her size (far too feminine!), and items that just didn't seem right (it seems futuristic!). The view out the window is hardly encouraging as well.

This was all wrong. This was dangerous. Time for instincts to kick in.

Anyone waking up in the home today, going about their business, will suddenly have a small form spring behind them from around a corner. A small teenager girl with short brown hair, still in her pajamas, holding a kitchen knife. She manages to look quite threatening when she growls a command.]

You have 30 seconds to tell me what is going on. Get talking.



[Action: Around town.

Looks like it's that time again, Mayfield. And there's an obvious newbie wandering the streets. A small teenager is wandering around the streets, looking confused and tense. Mayfield is 30 years in the future from where she came from, so she takes a lot of time looking at cars, at the clothes, in store fronts. It's all quite a bit different.

She also almost punches a drone girl who approaches and wonders why her friend Janie is wearing pants today instead of those new poodle skirts from the department store.

Feel free to approach the lost little lady, or keep her from causing some aggravated assault!]

Comments

[herrdoctortenma.livejournal.com]

[Tenma certainly wasn't expecting to be accosted at the breakfast table this morning. He swallows a little bit---this is an unfamiliar voice that's addressing him, after all.]

C-calm down. Nobody has to get hurt.

[It's here that he looks up at one of the walls, taking note of one of the family photographs. The image has changed. There's a young girl in the photographs with them, now. He has a sinking suspicion about who his attacker is.]

...did you only wake up here this morning?

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't move, but her eyes do occasionally dart from Tenma to the doors nearby, looking for anyone else who might walk in, or the easy way out.]

Yeah. And I can't even begin to tell you why that's not right. There is a whole lot wrong here. Beginning with me being kidnapped.

[a-crazygirl.livejournal.com]

[Comes around the corner and OH HI random stranger with a knife, how are you today!]

...Am I interrupting?

[herrdoctortenma.livejournal.com]

Listen. Calm down. And put the knife away. You aren't the only one who's been brought here against their will. We've all---

[And then he hears her voice.]

Toni. She's been brought here like we have.

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

[Barton backs up closer to the door, just in case. She's not putting the knife down yet. She eyes the newcomer just as suspiciously.]

You can explain right from where you are, and I can listen just fine from here.

[Around town]

[brotherseyes.livejournal.com]

[A hand grabs Barton's pulled back arm, just before she can hit the drone girl.]

Are you crazy? Don't do that! You can get droned for that!

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

[As fast as Nina can grab her, Barton snaps her arm from her grasp, and whirls around in a defensive pose. Her emotions are running high due to getting them all back at once after a long time, so rational thought isn't coming as easily.]

Get off me!

[brotherseyes.livejournal.com]

[Nina just stares back at her, hands at her sides now. She regards Barton thoughtfully, unsure. She hasn't seen this girl before, and she's acting as freaked out as Nina is accustomed to new people acting.]

Look, I know you're new here, and you're probably scared out of your wits. But I promise you, hitting people is just going to get you in more trouble. I know it's hard, but try to calm down.

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

[Barton is a bully, but even she doesn't usually hit girls for stupid reasons. She is trying to calm down, and it's obvious she's trying to cover up being scared of this whole crazy situation.]

I'm not-- She acted like-- This place doesn't make any damn sense.

[Action: Around town.]

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

Why are you trying to strike the poor drone, young lady?

[Asks a 8 1/2 foot tall giant dressed in a waiter's uniform who carries himself like a stone-cold killer.]

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

[Barton turns to say something nasty to whoever tried to stop her, but instead her eyes go wide and she stumbles a few steps back. She recognizes someone who carries themselves in such a way - this girl may be tiny, but she's built solid, and she carries herself like a fighter. This is obvious since she takes a defensive pose now.]

What the--

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

I said, why are you trying to strike the drone? They're.... not aware of any of us, not really. Poor things.

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

[You'll have to forgive her, Garvi. She's a bit overwhelmed by the man who's over 3 feet taller than her loom down at her.]

I-- She-- I don't know what the hell is going on! And she just walked up and acted like she knew me!

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

[[Runs over waving after he sees she's about to start violence.]]

Wait! Wait!

[[To the drone.]]

It's okay Sally... Sue... whatever, we'll see you in class...

[[Then to the new girl.]]

Wow... okay, please don't hit me I might be able to explain some of this.

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

[She takes a few steps back. She may be short, but she's a tough-looking girl, solid. Barton narrows her eyes at him.]

I... You're not one of them. One of the drones.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

No, I'm just used to them by now.

You know what we call them, so someone must have told you about this town already, right?

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

[she rubs her temples and squeezes her eyes shut for just a moment. But that doesn't stop the suspicious glares.]

Yeah. Only a little.

action;

[xuffasch]

You can attack them all you want; it's not really going to do anything.

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

[Barton turns her head, and the drone girl backs off and leaves.]

But she... How do they..!

[This place was overwhelming Barton for a lot of reasons right now. She still looked like she wanted to punch something, so she opts for a nearby telephone pole. Oh right, that hurts a lot more than it should. She shakes her hand, wincing only a bit.]

[xuffasch]

_{( intrigued, damian walks over. )}

They're drones. They're not entirely human. Which doesn't stop the entire stupid town from getting up in arms if you try and hurt them.

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

[She looks back to the retreating drone, then back to Damian.]

Then what does that make us?

Action, around town

[inababanchou.livejournal.com]

I don't think she deserved that.

[ Suddenly behind the drone-puncher. ]

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

[The drone runs off. It was one hell of a punch from such a small girl. But even Barton looks surprised that she just did that before turning to Souji.]

She... She called me... What is even going on here! Who the hell are you?

[inababanchou.livejournal.com]

She called you Janie. Is your name Janie?

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

No! I mean-- No one calls me that. No one.