dragondancer515 (dragondancer515) wrote,
@ 2014-03-25 08:12:00

Boy: *accepts the hand, an awed little grin on his face as he pulls himself to his feet* A-are you... are you really Deckard of the Brave Police?

Deckard: *nods, sitting back on his heels and saluting* Brave Police Deckard at your service. Pleased to meet you.

Boy: *face /splits/ into a grin* W-wow. Oh, wow. This is real! This is really real! They're never going to believe this!! *bouncy fanboy!!* I wonder... *looks up at Deckard* We'll go back to the junkyard tonight to see if we can find any more Brave Police! You'll help, right?

Deckard: *looks /STRICKEN/ at that* M-my team... *curls a bit for a moment, hand over his face - there's SO MUCH to deal with and he never got the chance...and now...isn't the time either? Focus, Deckard!...with a shudder, he forces himself to straighten again, refocusing on the boy* We...we were set to be executed. I know I was. What happened after that? What did they do with my team? *glances around* How long has it been?

Boy: *expression falls a little, feeling bad for him.* You all were. My grandfather was there that day. That was almost fifty years ago now. I grew up hearing stories about you and your team. I...I never expected to find you, or... to be able to get you working again. .....I'm sorry for your loss.

Deckard: *head bows* Thank you. *looks at him again* /You/ found and repaired me? *"all by yourself?"*

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socrowdedinhere
2014-03-25 12:56 pm UTC (link)

Boy: *straightens, proud* Yup! My grandfather was one of the engineers in Europe who helped build Duke and Fire Roader, and then later the rest of the team for the Scotland Yard. He taught me everything he knew before he passed away. He always talked about your guys, all of you. You'd have thought Duke was his son. *laughs, but it's a delighted sound a "isn't that cool?", not a "isn't it funny he loved a robot?"*

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	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 01:12 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: sad smile I'm sorry I never got to meet him. Our engineers here were like that with the rest of us. levers carefully to his feet, moving around, testing his body movements (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 01:25 pm UTC (link)
	Boy: Let me know if anything doesn't feel right. I fixed what infound but might have missed something. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 02:00 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: nods as he shifts and moves, finding a few things catching or lagging or otherwise needing looked at – he starts to comment…and pauses I-I'm sorry. I’m afraid I haven't caught your name yet. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 02:24 pm UTC (link)
	Boy: grins Mitham. It's great to finally meet you. giddy, this is so cool!! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 02:32 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: small grin I'm glad to meet you too. And thank you so much for rescuing me. looks around Where is the junkyard from here? Do we /have/ to wait until tonight? doesn't /want/ to! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 02:37 pm UTC (link)
	Mitham: About five miles west of here, and yes, unless you think you can sneak us past security. I'd like to keep it secret that you're functional until we have as many of your team as possible. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 02:43 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: ………… thinks about that…and nods – as much as he hates to admit it, they may well be /safer/ for the moment still buried in the junkyard, he doesn't know /anything/ of what the world is like yet, should at least learn before further endangers the rest of his team Is there someplace we can go to talk? (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 02:45 pm UTC (link)
	Mitham: We're safe here. Or if you want to go inside there's an old barn around those trees there. points You should fit in there okay. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 03:01 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: glances around, looks at the sky Yes, let's go there. offers his hand to Mitham – feels too exposed out here, especially not moving at optimum function…and with no weapons (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 03:33 pm UTC (link)
	Mitham: hops into his hand without hesitation. And if everything working all right? If not I can finish up while we talk if you'll let me. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 03:58 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: Yes, of course. Thank you. There /are/ a few things that could stand to be worked on. will start heading in the direction the boy had indicated (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 04:07 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard will see the barn. It's pretty big, he'll have no trouble fitting. Mitham: once in he'll have Deckard put him down, point out what's wrong, then lie down. Mitham will get to work. So what did you want to talk about? (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 04:10 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: easily complies The world as it stands these days. The last I knew, our planet had been successfully conquered by an alien race. What happened after we were defeated? What are things like today? ((Feel free to summarize instead of spelling it out in dialog if you need/want.)) (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

socrowdedinhere
2014-03-25 04:31 pm UTC (link)

Mitham: ..............Their warships only left about three years ago. It's...not as bad as it was. There are places they ignore, but everyone is under thier rule. *he'll explain the state of things. It's oppressive for the people. He'll also tell about the Resistance fighters, he's with them too. He's been trying to find a way to bring robotics back to the world. Robots of any kind, most tech of any kind, it outlawed. He grandpa taught him in secret since he was old enough to be out of daippers, and he took to it quickly. He always dreamed of bringing back the BP, but never really believed he'd manage to.*

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dragondancer515
2014-03-25 04:44 pm UTC (link)

Deckard: *listens, /grim/, asking questions, learning absolutely as much as he can . . . finally* We'll find the rest of my team. I can't promise what state any of them will be in – honestly, I'm surprised my Super AI wasn't /fried/ by…whatever those bastards did to me. I-I . . . I don't know how many of my team will be salvageable, but . . . we'll do what we can.

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	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 04:49 pm UTC (link)
	Mitham: I know. I never expected you to be... /you/ still. We'll find them...and hope. closes a panel. Okay. How's that feel? (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 05:13 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: sits up carefully, then climbs to his feet, testing like he did before Much better. Thank you. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 05:24 pm UTC (link)
	Mitham: glee! He can't help himself. He flops on Deckard's foot. I'm so glad you're alive! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 06:17 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: drops down on a knee, gently touching the boy's back As am I. I owe that to you, Mitham. Thank you. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 06:21 pm UTC (link)
	Mitham: I owe you too. he'll explain how he found Deckard, how Deckard "caught" him from falling to his death. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 06:32 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: optics brighten a little at that, alarmed for the boy I see. I guess we're both fortunate, then. a pause as he considers what to do now Do you live near here? Why are you out here by yourself? (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 06:57 pm UTC (link)
	Mitham: This is my place. I have different shelters and bolt holes all around this area. Terris comes to seem me too, he's kind of like a dad to me. (Reply to this)(Parent)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 07:06 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: …………what about a home? Your family? (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 07:51 pm UTC (link)
	Mitham: .....shrugs, gaze on his feet Anywhere that's dry and safe is home. Sometimes I'll bunk with some of the resistance fighters. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 08:04 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: ………………………… softly I'm sorry, Mitham. realizes he…probably shouldn't have asked – remembers Yuuta a-and . . . sits back down, hunched over with his face in his hands (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 08:07 pm UTC (link)
	Mitham: shrugs It's okay. looks at Deckard....and softly rests a hand on his leg I'm sorry for your loss too. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 08:20 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: ……….. hunches a little more…b-but then /forces/ himself to straighten back up – now is not the time, there's work to do How long until nightfall? needs something to /do/ (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 08:22 pm UTC (link)
	Mitham: heads to the door to look outside... Another hour, two at most. I'm gonna get some food before we head to the junkyard. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 08:35 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: ……………… nods, wondering silently what he's going to do for gas . . . h-he'll…he'll worry about that later…settles gingerly against a wall to rest and wait (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 08:42 pm UTC (link)
	Well...Mitham filled him up with something that's working, so... Mitham: I'll be back. You can wait here or come with me if you want. I keep food in the trailer. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dragondancer515 2014-03-25 09:03 pm UTC (link)
	Deckard: y-yeah…he'd rather keep active, helps keep his /mind/ (and heart) distracted – nods and shifts to hands and knees to follow Mitham back out (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	socrowdedinhere 2014-03-25 09:23 pm UTC (link)
	Mitham: he'll....talk Deckard's ear off for the next hour. He'll heat up a frozen burrito and just tell Deckard anything he can think of. He'll tell about his gpa, and will show off his collection of BP action figures. They were his gpa's and he's got /all/ of them! And now I've gotten to meet you! For real! giddy! (Reply to this)(Parent)

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