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savetheearth2014-02-28 09:34 pm
sucrosity) wrote in savetheearth2014-02-28 09:34 pm
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Who: Yoko Aznable and Cain Hashimoto
When: 2/28, afternoon
Where: Chez Aznable
What: Jin's still in the hospital so Yoko invites annoying strange men over for information meetings.
Warnings: Jerks being jerks to one another, the J App being J.
[ Yoko's been alone in the house on weekends for way too long, in her opinion. Alone and not doing much of anything of import, even. She'd thought about throwing a party - but her mom had declared, in no uncertain terms, that any more trouble from Locke City and she'd be coming down to stay at the house until her dad was feeling better, so she hadn't risked that.
Instead she was doing something arguably a hell more dangerous: inviting Cain Hashimoto over for a meeting. They had to share information.
She finishes sweeping the kitchen and shoos Simon the cat away from the white board propped up on the kitchen table - he'd ruin her diagrams - and then she waits. He'd said he'd pop in soon. She's giving him the benefit of the doubt on not being a total jerk. ]
When: 2/28, afternoon
Where: Chez Aznable
What: Jin's still in the hospital so Yoko invites annoying strange men over for information meetings.
Warnings: Jerks being jerks to one another, the J App being J.
[ Yoko's been alone in the house on weekends for way too long, in her opinion. Alone and not doing much of anything of import, even. She'd thought about throwing a party - but her mom had declared, in no uncertain terms, that any more trouble from Locke City and she'd be coming down to stay at the house until her dad was feeling better, so she hadn't risked that.
Instead she was doing something arguably a hell more dangerous: inviting Cain Hashimoto over for a meeting. They had to share information.
She finishes sweeping the kitchen and shoos Simon the cat away from the white board propped up on the kitchen table - he'd ruin her diagrams - and then she waits. He'd said he'd pop in soon. She's giving him the benefit of the doubt on not being a total jerk. ]
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[From the snotty tone of her voice, it's likely this is not at all thankful. Still, she lets go of the glass and picks up a marker.
She writes keywords on the board as she speaks.]
So we lived in a world with Enetron, which does pretty much everything. At some point, somebody - or something? - named Messiah made trouble.
Fast-forward. You've got Go-busters - I'm the yellow one, my dad's the gold one - and their Buddyroids.
[At that, she pulls back, visibly thinking. Then she reaches into her pocket and pulls out her phone.]
Including dad's Buddyroid, J. [She swipes and taps at the screen - ] Hey! Juicy!
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I am here. It has been 136 minutes and 35 seconds until you paid attention to me.
I would like access to the camera application, to assess who is in the (beep)kitchen area accompanying.
Identify?? Strange breathing sounds???? I am Yoko Aznable chaperone. Chaperone of Yoko Aznable. Directed to REPORT to Jin in hospital building. Jin in RECOVERY away from phone. Last report made: 13:25 February 27th.
[There is a pause.]
I am bored.
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Whatever. He looks down to speak towards the phone.]
Impressive. Cain Hashimoto, at your service.
[At this point, Cain takes the marker.]
However, Yoko, you're missing a few details. The biggest one, evidently, being... [he leans down to write, but hesitates, flicking his eyes up to look towards her.]
I suppose that it's only fair to warn you. You won't like this.
/adds to your tag pile
This is the part about - her mom, right?
[She finds her chair, hand curling on the edge of the table, and sets her jaw, looking up.]
Tell me.
you're the worst
On December 25, 1999, a living computer virus infected the Energy Management Centre's Transport Research Lab during a staff Christmas party. It was exposed to the facility's Enetron supply and became self-aware. And a grave threat.
This was Messiah - Enter's "Majesté". [he can't stop himself from rolling his eyes.] Unable to purge it, the laboratory staff sent the entire facility into a pocket dimension, hyperspace, along with the vast majority of those who were present at the time.
am i allowed to tag this (do i care) (no)
By the time he gets to it, she's nearly put it together, but the pocket dimension - that was a little beyond her. She draws in a short breath, eyes going a little distant. Finally, she blinks her way back to attention. ]
Everyone but my teammates and me. And then we trained for thirteen years, with these things. [ She pulls her brace out of her pocket and lays it down. Then she looks up. ]
Did he really call him Majesté. [ Complete with put-on French accent. She can't help laughing a little, okay. That's so... classic villain. ]
tags back anyway
Oh, yes, yes. [he even approximates what he remembers as Enter's tone.] "All is as my Majesté, Messiah, would desire." [before just waving a hand dismissively. don't worry about laughing, he's cracking up a little too.] Something to that effect.
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Oh, my god, he was hilarious. [ This is at odds with - every other memory she's ever had - ] And she was so dumb, oh my god--
[ She plucks up a loose marker from the table in order to write DIDN'T UNDERSTAND FRENCH in a corner, for her own benefit. It's good to know that not everything was always so bleak and dire. Enter had definitely been their enemy, but the memory now sitting in her seems easy fare. ]
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He asked Ca va, Go-busters! [ This is complete with his stupid little wave, and the voice. ] And she... she thought he meant Saba. Like... the island? So she got all offended.
[ She puts her face in her hands. ] I can't believe this. He was such a showoff! All my other memories are so creepy...
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God, I remember this! Enter had been siphoning Enetron from an office's tank, she and Blue Buster arrived and he just - the Bugglars were convincingly disguised, but he barely made the effort! He kept the goggles! [he presses a hand over his eyes and forehead, trying to collect himself.]