Something Worthwhile

[clay_doll]

Who: Annie, OPEN TO ALL
Where: The Junk Pile
What: Annie is scavenging for items for herself and others
When: Just less than a week after arriving on Cybertron, over the span of a few days
Warnings: None yet? Potential for adorable and violence alike.
Note: Everyone that posts will get an individualized response. Annie might be catching a nap, digging somewhere deeper, or doing all sorts of different things for the days she’ll be searching.


Hiding away in the refuge provided by Nexus would not solve anything in the end, though it had certainly given her time to think and adjust somewhat to the extraordinary surroundings in which she had found herself. She is on new planet, with new people of both a robotic and organic nature. It is all so surreal, especially considering that her final memories of her time in Gotham had been of her death. The memories were painful, and without fail had haunted her each time she attempted to sleep for very long.

Annie could only stand to be in one place for so long, even with such a big room to wander through.

So setting off for the Junk Pile, she had put her mind to focusing on gathering supplies. Walking steadily until arriving at her destination, she rested briefly at the edge of the Junk Pile before starting the hunt for useful items. Rather quickly she was fortunate to enough to find a duffle bag to use for carrying her finds with her.

Even if she could be of no particular use to anyone, Annie would at least do her best to give herself a purpose. She didn’t want to run away forever.

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[not_halfbaked]

Clearly still paranoid and on edge, Korra whirled around at the sudden clatter, fire lighting up in both hands and poised to attack.

[clay_doll]

When Korra looks around, she'd find no one down at her level, but if she looks upwards along the pile where the junk fell from, she would see Annie at the top with the duffle bag hanging from one shoulder.

Hesitating at the sight of the fire, Annie remains up high on the junk heap. She doesn't want to approach if Korra is on the defensive.

[not_halfbaked]

No one launched themselves down to attack, so Korra looked up to the sound of the clutter. She spots Annie--and then her eyes dart to the fire in her hands. Korra's eyes bug out, and she quickly snaps out her fire, looking mortified.

"Hey, Annie--sorry about that, I didn't mean to freak you out."

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With Korra recognizing her and putting out the fire, Annie takes a moment to calm herself. Visibly relaxing her shoulders, she separates her hands away from her chest and moves on down the side of the junk pile. While focused on the movement and concentrating on continuing to keep a steady pace, she seems to be nimble enough to maintain her balance as she skips between her feet off different pieces stuck in the pile.

Arriving at the bottom, she slows herself down with a few heavy steps of her heels and reaches to grasp at the strap of the duffle bag before it slips completely from her shoulder.

"I-it's okay. Sorry for all the noise."

[not_halfbaked]

Korra waves her off. "No big."

She nods to the bag.

"How's hunting? Find any good stuff?"

[clay_doll]

The dismissal of her apology is well noted, and eases the last of her anxiety. She had startled Korra after all, so her response to the noise was more her fault than anything.

With the nod to the duffle bag, Annie looks down to it at her side and pulls open the zipper. Shaking her head softly to answer the question as she reaches in to pull out an empty glass jar, she holds it up for Korra to see.

"Just this so far... I-I figured at least I could store something in this."

[not_halfbaked]

"Definitely good for storage. I was looking for something similar, but more like your bag."

[clay_doll]

Tucking the jar back into the bag, Annie zips it closed and pulls the strap up over her head to cross at her chest and back so that the bag would hang more securely on her frame.

She glances at the junk by them and makes an offer as she tilts her head slightly to one side, "Would you like some help looking?"

[not_halfbaked]

"Huh? Oh, sure--hey, what else are you looking for? Just jars?"

[clay_doll]

Nodding her head, Annie seems to relax further with the acceptance of her offer. It would be nice to spend a little time with someone else, even if only long enough to look for another bag.

"N-not really. I'm looking for food, water, or anything that might be useful for someone."

Glancing at the junk heap where Korra had begun looking, she moves forward to start looking a little off to the side.

[not_halfbaked]

Korra nods, and adds, "I need to go to Alpha Trion's place, he's got fruits and veggies there. You can come, if you want, or I can bring some back for you."

Then she frowns. "I'll definitely have to find baskets or carts for that...."

Korra follows Annie, then stops. She's spotted a promising corner poking out half-up a pile of junk. Korra begins to climb toward it.

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The last thing Annie wants to do is impose on anyone, especially someone with resources that seem to be scarce right now. Shaking her head softly, she tries to decline the offer as politely as she can, "Thank you but... I-I'd rather wait. I don't want to take anything unless I know it's okay."

At the mention of a cart or baskets, Annie nods softly. There must be other decent bags or baskets that Korra would be able to use somewhere in the junk. Even just a backpack might be enough.

When Korra spots something up on the junk and starts to climb towards it, Annie pauses to look herself, but then returns to searching down lower. Unless it was stuck, Korra certainly wouldn't need any assistance checking the item out.

[not_halfbaked]

Korra nods. "Makes sense. Wouldn't want to poison yourself or anything. Still, unless things are totally out of whack here, there's way to tell that fruits and veggies are ripe and good for the taking."

The girl reaches the corner, and begins to tug on it. The thing doesn't budge. And from the feel of it, it seems...big. Like the tip of an iceberg.

Curious, Korra tries digging around it.

Making small talk in the most absurd of places, Korra calls down to Annie, "So, um, can I ask where you're from?"