⋙ Mission III

[angelgressor.livejournal.com]

[ - ACTION - ]

[Being a battle robot from a war/meteor/alien-torn future Earth, Lamia never has a chance to experience certain common things most would take for granted: such as trees. And squirrels. Running into animals wasn't very commonplace in THE FUTURE, especially for one who spends all her time at military bases in-between blowing things up.

...And, no, certain talking magical subterranean cats didn't count as normal animals.

So, curiosity piqued, Lamia has been trying to familiarize herself with and learn about the nature that was so alien to her but once totally normal to Earth. This begins with idly sitting by and watching the animals, but she eventually gets up to attempt to pet them; of course, being jittery forest creatures, they scurry away before she can touch them. After this happens two or three times, she sighs, crosses her arms, and leans against a tree--accidentally activating the Vine in the process.]

[ - VOICE - ]

Animals are known to have senses and instincts superior to a human's. I wonder if they can tell?

[After, she'll be going back to trying to inspect the squirrels, cats, and other ordinary animals. Feel free to comment via voice or action. Also note: Lamia's voice is identical to Signum's (brustriese), so castmates or anyone familiar enough to recognize Signum's voice feel free to mistake them.]

Comments

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[thewisechoice.livejournal.com]

[One startled rabbit runs directly into the booted feet of a blonde woman with a huge sword over her back.]

Food...?

No, that's right. I'm supposed to leave you alone.

[angelgressor.livejournal.com]

[Lamia glances at the sword, but isn't particularly surprised or bothered by it. She stays in place in case the other woman hasn't noticed her and...well, startling a woman with a sword that big may not be the best of ideas.]

Some of the animals here can understand speech. It might not be a good idea to mention things related to eating them.

[thunder-ace.livejournal.com]

Tell what?

[Aaand here's the first person to mistake Lamia for Signum!]

[angelgressor.livejournal.com]

Oh, did this turn on by itself...?

[thunder-ace.livejournal.com]

It seems so.

[The woman laughs.] So, what is it you were wondering, Signum?

[angelgressor.livejournal.com]

...I think you may be mistaken.

[Says Signum, for all Fate knows.]

[action]

[happylittlesong.livejournal.com]

Oh, my! I am so very sorry -- do excuse me! I was looking for an adorable little bunny rabbit!

[angelgressor.livejournal.com]

[Lamia lets out a grunt and stumbles forward a step; due to her, uh, programming, she's startled, but the apology is enough for her realize that her 'assailant' is just clumsy and not dangerous.

...Hopefully.]

That's okay. I should have seen you coming. You're looking for rabbits, too?

[happylittlesong.livejournal.com]

Oh, my! I didn't mean to surprise you -- as much as I love surprises, it was simply rude of me not to look where I was going!



I am! But those rascally rabbits have been veeeery clever!

Perhaps we should join forces! Working As a Team always makes things easier -- and more fun! We could have a lovely bunny-finding montage, set to the dulcet tones of a questing song!

[angelgressor.livejournal.com]

(Oh, I remember this girl now. Hyperactive and nonsensical. I don't have the slightest clue what she's talking about, but she seems kind enough.)

[Lamia sighs and resigns herself to this fate. She's learned the hard way that the best course of action with hyperactive and overly nice people is to go with the flow.]

I'm not sure what I'm trying to do myself, but I suppose I can help you find...bunnies.

[video]

[border-phantasm.livejournal.com]

They can tell as best they can, given a lack of human speech.

[angelgressor.livejournal.com]

Probably for the best. The animals I've met that could talk weren't very cooperative.

[border-phantasm.livejournal.com]

How so?

[angelgressor.livejournal.com]

They spent their time being sarcastic and lazy.

[ action ]

[willbereborn.livejournal.com]

[ Lamia isn't the only one watching and wanting to learn. Different from the birds that chit-chatter in this peculiar place, there's a bright red one that stands on a branch. This little bird is but a youngling, but she's the size of an adult dove, long tail, feathers of gold and fire with a very white belly and chest. She tweets an odd but lovely sound, hopping to a branch closer to the green haired woman - curious, yet wary, tilting her head in question. ]

[angelgressor.livejournal.com]

[She eyes the bird.]

...Odd, you're less intimidated than the others.

[willbereborn.livejournal.com]

[ She makes a small tweet and hops from a branch to the other, then tilts her head, golden eyes watching the green-haired woman with much interest. ]

[angelgressor.livejournal.com]

Although, that does make me wonder just how 'normal' you are compared to the others...

[hotshot-momma.livejournal.com]

I've noticed animals are unusually empathetic. Pick up on body language we tend to override with... well, language.

But I'm not sure what they can 'tell.'

[angelgressor.livejournal.com]

Hmm. I wonder if that's it, then.

[hotshot-momma.livejournal.com]

What do you mean?

[angelgressor.livejournal.com]

...Nothing. I didn't mean to say anything.

[breakthroughit.livejournal.com]

Tell what, Signum?

[angelgressor.livejournal.com]

... ... ...

If Signum has this many friends, then I should be more careful when speaking...

[breakthroughit.livejournal.com]

... You aren't Signum?