Week 2

[airlockedmods]

[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!]

Comments

[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. ]