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"Oh man... where are we?"

Amelia isn't comfortable with the idea of sending out some public broadcast to tell everyone she'd arrived. Why would anyone do that? She's woken up in some place she didn't know, with instructions to get a job, wear a necklace, and keep a bundle of bills with her. No matter how much money she had stuffed into that leather pack on her belt though, she just didn't feel... comfortable.

She just wished she was at home... Was it even winter back in Forge? She can't remember... her memory is hazy, and it just makes her want to panic all the more. What's worse, she stands out from the general, random Genessia citizen. Be it in the city or any of the sister-cities, it was unlikely one would find a girl dressed like her. The hat she wore was one thing, but the goggles on it makes it look like she's trying too hard to accessorize... But the headgear isn't the worst of it. Her outfit is something of a suit - a full-body, clingy suit of a sort of stretchy, spandex material (of her own design), coupled with a leather vest in which the straps are positioned somewhat... suspiciously for a respectable young lady. She's used to getting a little flak for it, but the looks she was getting...!

Other garments include her gloves, clunky boots, tool belt, and holster (complete with silver barrel-chamber revolver-pistol). She almost looks like she ought to be repairing tanks on-site somewhere. The compass tied to her arm with red fabric is curious as well.

But the strangest thing? The doll she held in her arms.

Or maybe it isn't a doll. Looks more like a small robot, no bigger than a year-old child. Its chassis appeared to be something like brass, but from within its eyes and an opening in its chest, it glowed a vibrant green, radiant with life of a sort. It was indeed very much alive, its unblinking eyes observing every passer-by.

"These buildings look weird, I haven't seen a single soldier..." She hugs the robot to her chest protectively as she examines her surroundings, "This isn't Ironhart. I... I don't even think this is our planet!"

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Whether Amelia was wearing her necklace or not, it didn't much matter. Orihime's thoughts were drifting to a million places as she walked down the street, and it wasn't until ten paces after passing Amelia that she stopped. And turned.

She'd just walked past a person carrying a little robot.

Excited, she pivoted right back around and ran back, spinning in place to walk backwards and make sure that-- Yep, that was a robot! Her face lit right up.

"It's so cute!" she beamed, clapping her hands together. "Where did you find it? Did you make it yourself? It's really amazing!"

Amelia thinks nothing of passing by Orihime, at least not until she comes back... backwards. The girl's sudden exclamation actually startled Amelia. "AH! Gah, jeez..."

Seeing Prihime's interested, and excited expression, Amelia sort of takes a deep breath. "Yeah, I made him myself a long time ago..." She answers, lifting the little robot a little. "His name is Bit."

Bit waves to Orihime as he's lifted. He says no words, does not blink, and has no noticeable eyebrows or anything to suggest his emotional state - if he even has one.

Edited (Got my Bit icon! Also, some grammatical errors.) 2013-12-30 03:49 (UTC)

SO cute! Orihime beamed, raising her hand in a mimicking gesture of the greeting. "Hello, Bit-chan. It's very nice to meet you!"

As for Amelia, Orihime clasped her hands in front of her and bowed deeply. "Inoue Orihime. Ah...Orihime is my given name and Inoue is my family name." Just to make sure she covered both bases, as she had no idea how people were addressed where Amelia was from.

"Hou, it's very impressive! You must be very smart if you can make something like this!"

Bit claps his little metal hands together a few times in some portrayal of delight at Orihime's greeting. He seemed to like 'Bit-chan.' (OOC: Bit-chan is like "bitchin'," ain't it?)

Orihime sure is energetic, and really polite. Amelia, being much more lax, and frankly rude most times, was almost embarrassed to be treated that way. "Oh, um, well I'm Amelia Inglebert - 'Amelia' is my given name, and 'Inglebert' is my family name," She says, noticing how Orihime bows, so she returns the gesture with a very out-of-practice bow in return. This girl must have been from the far East - she had a samurai culture in her world, after all.

"Oh, well, yeah," Amelia smiles, but blushes, and shrugs her shoulders, "I... am pretty smart, I admit. Made him when I was eight years old and all that! Heh...!"

"Only eight?!" Orihime gaped openly. "You're a super genius! I always got pretty good grades, but I'm nowhere near doing what you could do! I'm kind of bad with machines anyway, to be honest." Maybe that was partly why she loved them so much, it was easy to appreciate something far beyond her reach.

It occurred to her that Amelia was definitely new in the city, and looked somewhat out of her element. Maybe she needed some help getting acclimated. If so, she'd run into the right person.

"Do you want to get something to eat, and find a place to live? I've been here for a long time, so I'd like to think I know the city pretty well!" she beamed. "Can I call you Amelia-chan?"

"Yup, only eight! I spent tons of time reading textbooks when I was a kid, so I skipped a couple grades here and there... It's no big deal though."

Okay, it is a huge deal, especially to her. But when someone got that flabbergasted, Amelia tends to get a little uncomfortable.

"I met with someone a little while back that showed me how to get all set up with somewhere to live, but something to eat wouldn't be that bad..." She then stops and tilts her head a little, "And... Amelia-chan? Is that some sort of cultural thing? I've heard of certain places using prefixes or suffixes like that. I guess if that's your thing, then... go for it."

"Thank you!" she beamed, glad she was allowed to retain her cultural habits. They were much harder to break for her than they should be, but she did prefer to be respectful when possible.

She glanced around thoughtfully. What would be the best place?

"Well, there's a karaoke club, but it's also kind of a bar, so we'd probably stand out if we went there. There's also a pizzeria that's really good! Do you have a favorite kind of food, Amelia-chan?"

A favourite food would really narrow that search down! Good thinking, Orihime!

"BLT sandwiches."

Her response is so quick, so absolute, there is no room for doubt, no second guesses. This girl is a fan of bacon, lettuce, and tomatoes between two slices of bread and normally accompanied by mayonnaise.

That might explain why she can't fit into tight spaces.

Orihime held her chin in thought. "The club would be our best bet. If they moved to the dinner menu, though, we might not have much luck..."

Oh well. She hitched her shoulders with a smile. "Let's try it. If they don't have any, we can just go to the store and get some ingredients to make our own!" As long as Amelia put her own toppings on the sandwich, there wouldn't be any trouble with Orihime's weird tastes.

[Sofia went for a little joyride in her suit, flying low and on cruise speed to enjoy the city's sight from above. Flying became her new meditative exercise ever since she got here. Landing on the sidewalk not far from where Amelia was walking. Her face mask lifts as she began to pace in her form-fitting suit of armor towards a hotdog stand. She looked at the people walking around while she waits for her order, and saw the small robot in a girl's arms that immediately caught her interest. What a cute robot!]

[Someone landing near her in a high-tech suit? Consider Amelia smitten. Not with Sofia, but the technical wonder she seemed to be casually cruising around in. Amelia gasps aloud and pauses in her fretting to study Sofia's armour closer - which meant she was getting closer and closer to the woman without actually saying anything, but staring at that suit all the same.]

[All the while she continues to hold Bit in her arms, who just stares at Sofia.]

[Sofia looked away for a second and thanked the vendor before taking a huge bite off her snack. Then she looked to where she spotted that cute robot only to see the girl and the robot very close to her, and staring at her. She raised an eyebrow and spoke with her mouth full]

Can I help you?

What are you wearing...? It looks... It looks so...

SO COOL!

[Amelia's gone now, or at least any semblance of being a regular person vanished like dust in the wind. Now she's doing everything just short of actually touching Sofia to get a good look at that suit.]

A fully functional mechanical exoskeleton! Oooh, obviously made for combat too. Full-body coverage, all armoured plates - it's like BEING a tank! The colour from within implies it's obviously powered by some form of energy... I wonder, is it self-sustaining? That's insane! That's impossible! But... maybe not. Is it Moonstones? No... It can't be, there aren't as many moons here...

[She's at Sofie's left. Then her right. Then in front of her, all while studying the suit and trying to pick up on even its most minute details. But her last quip about moons seems to sink in, and she stops rather suddenly.] Oh, doy! This is no time for--

Edited 2013-12-30 08:40 (UTC)

[Stupid awesome suit went and made her forget that she's totally lost. Now she's embarrassed. Hugging her robot tightly to her chest, she clears her throat.]

Sorry, uh... Really, sorry.

Edited 2013-12-30 08:38 (UTC)

[Sofia just had a raised brow all the time, looking left and right as Amelia looks at her suit. When Amelia realizes she was gushing about the Venator, Sofia gives an amused chuckle. Wow, it's like looking in the mirror, she thought. She's like that to a lot of things in Amelia's age, but she mellowed down now she's almost 30. Still she wants to hug Bit like crazy]

No, you're fine.

[Sofia smiled with her mouth still full, crumpling the paper wrapping from her hotdog and throws it on the recycling bin]

I take it you and that little buddy of yours are new here.

[She leaned forward to get a closer look at Bit while trying to contain a giggle]

It's so cute.

[Little does Sofia know, Amelia's eighteen. She's perhaps a smidgen too excitable over technology for her age. But then, Sofia also has no idea what sort of place Amelia comes from, so the girl's witnessing a lot of things that she'd never seen before.]

[Amelia can't help but shuffle in slight embarrassment, her boots making marks in the snow.]

We are. I'm Amelia, and this is Bit.

[Bit's lifted from Amelia's chest and held out for some examination, but it's clear the girl's not about to let him go - not even for a second.]

[Bit waves his little fingers at Sofie. He's quiet, no mouth or even audio outputs to speak of. Not everybody would find something like him cute, but he's glad Sofie does!]

Say... [Amelia cuts in on Sofie's examination of Bit.] Do you know where I can get some warmer clothes? N-Normally in the winter I wear something warmer but... I... I don't think it WAS winter when I... Well I dunno, when I left home and got wherever the heck this is.

[Yup, in weather like this she's really missing that old military coat she kept.]

[Sofia giggled as she poked Bit's hand. She wants a robot buddy like that someday. Having pets can be a hassle since you have to feed them and they make a mess]

There's a map that should show you clothing stores. But I would suggest saving your money until you find a job.

[Sofia's entire helmet folds itself back into the suit's collar as if it was never even there and freeing Sofia's brown hair]

I could just let you borrow my coat. Finding you a place to live is the first priority.

[She shrugged, then her entire armor pieces disassembled, clicking and revving until they vanished into thin air. Underneath was just Sofia wearing casual clothes, fashionable ones, especially the chic white trench coat]

Edited 2013-12-30 20:59 (UTC)

[Bit was going to be impossible to reproduce in this world. He's made with sciences so particular to her world that his power source wouldn't ever be found here, as far as Amelia is aware.]

[When Sofia's armor starts to shift away bit by bit, Amelia stares. Her lip kind of quivers as she wants to say something - she wants to ask a million questions and get just as many answers.]

[Focus, Amelia, focus!]

R-Right, I... a job, yeah. I used to work... [No, she should keep a lid on her R&D.] ... I was a mechanic. I don't think things work the same way here though. I can kind of tell, really. Everything I know about machines is... useless here.

[She sighs.] But a house, yeah. Where can I get one? [She blinks.] Wait, am I really going to stay here that long?!

Unfortunately, you're stuck in here for a while. I don't know for how long so you don't have to ask me that. I live close by. There are many apartment buildings around for you to stay in. I so happen to favor the style of mine above any else, so I'd recommend that. It's got a fireplace and it looks very elegant...

[Sofia puts both her hands on her coat pockets]

There should be some similarities you could find with the technologies of this world and yours, I'm sure of it. There's a city that I frequently visit, it's a very advanced city in terms of technology. You might love it there.

Oh, I don't need a very fancy place. In fact, it's probably better I don't have one.

[After all, she's just going to make a giant mess of it anyway. The Matisse is probably perfect for her.]

Oooh, a whole city of advanced technology? Could I learn things there? Like... robots? Is there anyone around here who knows how to build robots?

Gah, I... I don't know what to do first, but I should go somewhere. I'm freezing!

Well if you're freezing, finding shelter would be top priority.

[Sofia removes her coat and sets it gently on Amelia's shoulders. Underneath where her coat was is a small t-shirt with a cartoon print design. Before another chilly breeze blows against them Sofia activated her suit to warm her up]

I'm sure there's something you could learn in this world, not just in Nova City as that technological metropolis is called. There is one who I exchanged a couple of words with, quite the hammy megalomaniac one, but he claims to be able to build robots. I would advise to avoid him.

Edited 2014-01-01 06:30 (UTC)

[Hmm, a man who builds robots? Interesting. A megalomaniac though? Amelia was one to take these words with a grain of salt. She knew that roboticists could be pretty misunderstood. Maybe she ought to learn what she can from this guy, in whatever capacity she could.]

Well, alright. S-Shelter first. [Her teeth kind of chatter the whole time.] L-Let's find somewhere simple and inexpensive. [Wrapping Sofia's coat around herself, it was much warmer - the style kind of reminded her of a friend, too. What a nice coat.]

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I want CR with her, btdubs :3c

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