Week 2

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[Other than the reappearance of the Overseer, there's no real change in the routine. PAL still makes the morning and night time announcements through the PIP on each Champion's arm, and still the Champion unitards are freshly laundered and re-hung each morning in their closets.

No other floors unlock, but Cece and Kip will still be appearing randomly to chit-chat.

All you know is... something has to change soon.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 1 and submit your threads for the Benefactors!]

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[buddyoldpal]

[ That would be a fair and correct assessment, Angel. You're actually showing a lot of sense, being suspicious of this sketch-as-hell dude. ]

Nah, I didn't have anybody in mind. I just fuckin' set up shop here last time and picked a fight with whoever walked in. [ He chuckles. Ah, good times. ] Anyway, I wouldn't wantcha ta get hit or anythin'.

[ He fights with a knife.... ]

[brokencode]

Oh. I see.

[Though his concern for her well-being had Angel relaxing ever-so-slightly, the swearing immediately raised her guard once more. Having been admonished out of even the slightest of curses, hearing something so vulgar left her feeling almost queasy.]

Really, I have a room to lay in. It is no problem, my leaving.

[buddyoldpal]

[ Oh, no, Angel, he curses more than anyone.... ]

If ya don't wanna stay, ya don't gotta.

[ He levels her a look. ]

Guessin' ya don't wanna fight me either, do ya?

[brokencode]

It's alright, I-- [Angel started to say more, but Nishitani's question sent a wave of terror through her. It was enough to get her to her feet and begin to shrink away. Even the mere mention of fighting had her on edge.]

I.. am not trained in combat, actually. Sorry to disappoint you.

[buddyoldpal]

Shit, girlie. Didn't mean ta scare ya.

[ He gets it, though. He's actually quite used to scaring people. It's not like the yakuza hide who they are when they're in public. ]

If ya can't fight then I'm wastin' my time talkin' to ya.

[ He turns around and waves. If she'd walked in on him, he would have expected her to flee, but she was here first and he's got nothing to barter with. It's not worth his time. ]

[brokencode]

[Angel should have contented herself in knowing that she would be left in peace. Yet as the man spoke, she found herself curious as to what he had said. She waited until there was a significant distance between them, before speaking once more.]

Is that all you do? Fight?

[buddyoldpal]

[ Nishitani turns his head, still keeping his back to her. He smiles, a bit sinister. ]

's what I do for fun, yeah. I ain't got many hobbies, and I'd need money ta do the other one.

[brokencode]

[Way to sound like a Vault Hunter, buddy.

Actually...]

You would probably get on well where I come from, then.

[buddyoldpal]

[ He really would be right at home in Borderlands... ]

That so? [ He chuckles. ] Where ya from girlie? That why yer so afriad of me?

[brokencode]

[Angel should have been less uneasy by his correct assumption than she was. It wasn't as if she had been very subtle about her fear.]

It is far from here, as you might expect. Likely far from where you are, too. It is called Pandora, and it is a lawless land of mindless bandits and bloodthirsty monsters. You could fight around any given corner.

That said? It is not the reason I am intimidated by you. I simply am unfamiliar with being around people, especially older, hardened men.

[It was a risk, revealing that much. But surely, surely someone would come to her aid if she needed it. ]

[buddyoldpal]

Sounds like my kinda place.

[ He grins, his back still turned towards her. ]

So yer one o' them sheltered kids. Yer mommy keep ya locked away ta keep ya safe from the monsters, girlie?

[brokencode]

[It might have been hard to see, considering her skin tone was already sickly light color, but she paled all the more at Nishitani's question. The only monster she had to be kept safe from was herself.]

My mother is no longer... in the picture.

[That's the only answer he's getting.]

[buddyoldpal]

[ Well, shit, he sure seems to have hit a nerve. It's a shame he'd care more if he knew her better... but he doesn't... Still. Awkward. ]

That so? Well that's a real fuckin' bummer, huh. So yer dad's the one what locked ya up like a princess?

[brokencode]

[Revulsion rose up like bile in her throat. His words were so close to what her father had told her, the day she was locked away. Her chair was a throne, and she its princess.]

I don't see how any of this is relevant.

[buddyoldpal]

[ Yep, he just keeps hitting it out of the park with her, doesn't he. ]

Nothin' big, just curious is all. If ya wanna know all about my "dark past" I can tell ya that too.

[ He smiles though. His past is obviously not so dark in his opinion... ]

[brokencode]

No I... think I have heard just about enough from you, my friend.

[Discomfort reaching its peak, Angel turned from the man and made for the door proper.]

[buddyoldpal]

Well, shit. Ya don't gotta tell me twice. I'll leave ya to it, girlie!

[ He was already making his way out anyway. He waves her off, unaffected by her obvious discomfort... Rude, Nishitani. ]