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Isn't this something.

[Says the young man with dark hair, he seems pretty lax.

If anyone knew his sister, 18, they look identical, especially the eyes. If anyone care to look at his orange armband on his left, it would read 'Park Ranger']

So I'm suppose to accept the fact that I was kidnapped by spirits and brought here? And no one has met one thus far? So are they really called spirits or some name someone decided to give them?

Still, like anyone else I imagine, I got places to be, how inconvenient.

Fine, let's do the introduction, shall we?

I'm Android 17 from Universe 7. If there is a job that's Park Ranger related, go ahead and share it here. Whether it's an animal or monster, it doesn't matter. I'm flexible working alone. If there isn't a sanctuary for them, is there a reason?

And... Anything else I should know about this world is appreciative.

[[ooc: He's pulled from after defeating Brianne de Chateau]]

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Yes.

[ Dorothy texts him an address, and a link - the application on the "phone" CPU will lead him to the right location, if he taps on it. ]

I will meet you there.

[He gets the link and taps it. Okay, then. He gives a nod before he shuts his device and begins to make his way there.

When he arrives there, his shirt is ripped with claw marks on the front and back. Part of sleeve on his right arm is torn off as he walks casually with both hands tucked away in his pockets. His shirt reads 'MIR' (peace in Russian).

Just like her, he's curious as well about Dorothy. When he spots her, he gives a simple wave.]

Edited 2017-12-23 23:43 (UTC)

[ Dorothy wears a simple black dress, long sleeves, mid-length skirt. Black stockings, black shoes which don't bother to add to her height. It's plain, boring, doesn't attract attention.

Not like being in half-torn clothing.

She approaches him, doesn't wave back, just, examines him.

Matter-of-fact: ]

Perhaps we should go shopping instead.

[He crosses his arms when Dorthy approaches.

She looks simple. Nothing that screams fighting droid. Makes him wonder why she was created.]

What changed your mind?

[It didn't click to him yet.]

Have you looked in a mirror?

[ Her voice has a slight tilt of wryness there, but it is very slight. ]

Some businesses may not even serve us.

Hm?

[He looks down at himself and sees. Torn shirt and claw marks, there is a sigh of defeat from the android.]

You don't say. They should be more helpful for the newcomers. Okay, new shirt first.

[ Fortunately, on a street like this, there probably was a place which sold some sort of clothing not too far away. Even a cheap t-shirt from a convenience store would do. ]

Most newcomers arrive less disheveled.

[ Just pointing it out. ]

Maybe it's a Spirit thing.

[He said dryly. He walks to the closest one and gets it over with.]

Spirit thing?

[ Well, 17, what would you like to spend your up to 500 red bills on? This appears to be one of those athletic supply stores. ~~Pity you don't need yoga pants.~~

Dorothy is eyeing something lavender-colored and stretchy with distaste. ]

The ones responsible for bringing us here. Am I wrong?

[Since almost everyone in the network told him that. ~~No, no yoga pants.~~. Maybe he will go with this rock pun t-shirt 'Don't take me for Granite' It looks decent. He picks it up and then goes to see her.]

Found something you like?

Not really.

[ She supposes it's more common knowledge now, than even when she first arrived.

Dorothy looks at him, looks at the shirt, and then looks back at the ugly ... what is this thing even, a unitard? ]

Considering what else is available here.

You did not make a bad choice.

I'm just saying they have perfect timing in abducting people here.

[He simply said, no hint of worry.]

Hey, I have some fashion decency.

[And he will just slip it on holding the price tag. Eventually, his old shirt is tucked in a bag, shirt payed for, ready to leave the place.]

Are you ready?

[He only asks cause hey, Dorothy is built as a girl.]

What were you doing when you were taken?

[ That was curious, but the second reply was dry: ]

If you say so.

Yes. Let's go.

[ Even if she was in the mood to shop for herself, nothing in here appealed to her sense of fashion in the *slightest*. ]

I was fighting in a tournament.

[He simply said.]

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