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genessia2014-01-30 03:45 pm
solar_flare) wrote in genessia2014-01-30 03:45 pm
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Hotter or Colder?
WHO: Amelia Inglebert, Maria Gerald, and Yang Xiao Long
WHAT: Amelia's sisterdar actually works! She may or may not regret that.
WHEN: January 30, 2014
WHERE: Nova City
NOTES: I'm still slow as I have company over for a while, but we can get this puppy started!
As lethal as Yang was, now that she'd been conditioned appropriately, Bison wasn't taking any chances in tossing her out indiscretely. So far her location had changed sporadically, always without fanfare. Wherever he told her to go, she obeyed. She always obeyed.
Today she'd been dispatched to Nova City, disguised as one of the alien natives. Her signature blonde hair was hidden beneath a wild headdress of glowing fibers and what appeared to be some kind of feathers, a mask fitted over the top half of her face. She wore a gleaming silver jumpsuit, and her gloved hands were pushed into her pockets.
Her mission was simple enough: scout the region and see if she couldn't discover a new source of creatures for Bison's mutation experiments. So far, however, she had yet to find anything beyond a few plain sparrows pecking at the ground in futile hope of snatching up a few crumbs before the janitorial robots swept the sidewalks to keep everything perfect, shiny, and new.
Perhaps there was an aquarium of exotic extraterrestial sea life that would be of use. She walked without tiring, scouring the sites relentlessly.
WHAT: Amelia's sisterdar actually works! She may or may not regret that.
WHEN: January 30, 2014
WHERE: Nova City
NOTES: I'm still slow as I have company over for a while, but we can get this puppy started!
As lethal as Yang was, now that she'd been conditioned appropriately, Bison wasn't taking any chances in tossing her out indiscretely. So far her location had changed sporadically, always without fanfare. Wherever he told her to go, she obeyed. She always obeyed.
Today she'd been dispatched to Nova City, disguised as one of the alien natives. Her signature blonde hair was hidden beneath a wild headdress of glowing fibers and what appeared to be some kind of feathers, a mask fitted over the top half of her face. She wore a gleaming silver jumpsuit, and her gloved hands were pushed into her pockets.
Her mission was simple enough: scout the region and see if she couldn't discover a new source of creatures for Bison's mutation experiments. So far, however, she had yet to find anything beyond a few plain sparrows pecking at the ground in futile hope of snatching up a few crumbs before the janitorial robots swept the sidewalks to keep everything perfect, shiny, and new.
Perhaps there was an aquarium of exotic extraterrestial sea life that would be of use. She walked without tiring, scouring the sites relentlessly.
OH GOD, BACKTAGGING DESPERATELY
Tick, tick, tick... Amelia's sister-dar was doing its work, and as she closed in on Yang, it started to make a ruckus. Ticktickticktickticktick...! The little arms on either end of it raised higher as she closed in. Closer, closer...
When she stopped next to a girl wearing some strange kind of jumpsuit and a weird mask, the thing was going absolutely crazy, at such a high pitch too! Amelia held the radar out towards Yang, and waved it up and down like some kind of airport scanner. When she'd move it away from Yang, the signal would lessen... when she moved it in front of her again, it was back to max strength.
That was Yang alright.
Looking back at Maria, she gave a nod. This was the girl. And hey, considering where they were? Amelia probably didn't look THAT out of place either.