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re_alignment_logs2012-06-30 07:50 pm
clay_doll) wrote in re_alignment_logs2012-06-30 07:50 pm
Something Worthwhile
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.
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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"Have you found any?" From what he remembers of human food it seems improbable to find ready meals out here, but, well...being here was pretty 'impossible', too.
More importantly, "Have you seen anything dangerous?" However she chooses to define it.
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Then when asked regarding whether or not she has seen anything dangerous, Annie gives a shake of her head only to stop, "Well no...n-not unless you mean dangerous things in the junk. I-I haven't seen anyone except you and Korra out here."
Quite a lot of the items she had come across were things that she could not recognize or name, and a good deal of the mass in many piles were material items like the metal sheets the two of them had woken up buried beneath. More important to her though is that she had not encountered any threatening people so far during her search, such as the biker gang that Robin had saved her from when they met.
Something like that, she just wouldn't know how to respond to unless she could run. Even then, she might not manage to get away.
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"I don't think a can is going to last you very long." Just saying. But hey, he has swords so if you want that can open, he's your mech.
"There's water up north, well, ice, really, by Liege's palace. There has to be a way to make that usable." What it is, he has no idea.
"Have you found any gasoline? One of the others was looking for it." And explosives, but he's pretty sure she wouldn't recognize those. But if she was from Earth, she'd likely recognize a gas can.
He considers for a long moment, staring at the rolling hills of junk. "I haven't seen any, but I know there are dangerous things. In my world, scraplets, Insecticons, a whole bunch of dangerous, vicious things. It makes no sense that the Lambda would pull through all this stuff," he waves a hand over the horizon, "but nothing bad."