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Ichigo [Action/Video]

[That wasn't right. When Allen became aware of the first vague sensations of consciousness nipping at him, his eyes snapped open, and clarity returned to him. This wasn't right at all. His eyes focused, and the first thing he saw was the roof of a cavern. The first thing he heard, the sloshing of water. He could take account of his other senses as well, but by this point it wouldn't tell him anything he wanted to. Instead, he took account of his own body- made sure everything was still working- and then used one hand to push himself up from the bed of the cocoon, catching the box that was sitting on his chest in the other in a smooth, reactive motion that could have been mistaken for unconscious.

A bed- no, a cocoon? As he pried himself from it and stepped into the water filling the Bay, finding himself up to his heels in it, a whole host of questions crossed his mind, many with answers he didn't like. But he supposed he should get more information before he pursued THOSE lines of thought any further, or else they could lead down dark roads. Best not to jump to conclusions... even if that's what he really wanted to do right now.

He finally turned his attention to the box and pried it open, tucking the lid under the same arm holding the box while he examined the contents. He plucked out the walkie-talkie first, and took a moment to examine it- thoroughly, the hand holding it bursting open into a mass of metallic tendrils, each ended with a different device to prod and hook and pick apart the device- there was even an Ammeter in there somewhere. Ultimately; Rudimentary but functional, he concluded on the device, his hand folding back into it's original shape- and taking the walkie-talkie with it, absorbing it into his body. He knew how it worked in detail now, replicating it's functions wouldn't be an issue.

He briefly glanced over the gold necklace, studded with a large red jewel and numerous other smaller ones, and then chose to pick out the pamphlet. Huh. They wanted him to know they brought him here?

It didn't take long to flip through it. How kind of them to provide the walkie-talkie! He took a second look at the necklace though, now that he knew it's purpose as a transport vessel and an identifier- and took a moment to wrap it around his wrist like a bracelet, snapping it shut and letting it hang there. Then last of all, he took the money and stuffed it into his coat's pocket, mumbling, "Thanks for room and board, I guess." Then he chucked the box and it's lid back to the cocoon, and at last, made his way out of the Bay.

Upon stumbling across the magazine rack, he cocked an eyebrow. "Sure stands out, but I guess that's the point."

As Weiss' message played out to full, he dug through the magazines at the rack, giving them cursory glances. Safer than home, huh? He could believe it. But that didn't mean it was more exciting that way. The message ended and he put the magazines back, taking in his surroundings, and considered making his way to Nova City. But first, he figured he'd put the video capabilities of that walkie-talkie to the test by posing a question to the greater populace who'd already arrived, raising an empty hand and allowing a camera lens to form on it's palm- HD Video, here we come! He'd already recorded the frequency it was broadcasting on, so the rest came neatly.]

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Getting into the Christmas spirit, everyone? [He laughs to himself, but you can tell from his face he's not in the best place mentally. A little red under the eyes.]

So, can anyone give me a read on how outdated Ms. Schnee's little info relay out here is? You know, if anyone's gotten any closer on how to get home or not. Just need to know if I'm here for the short-term or the long haul, you know?

[He briefly is out of focus, giving anyone viewing a view of a boot attached to a leg- after all, the camera is in his hand, as opposed to being carried by it. Not that the viewer would know. Then it shifts focus to his face again.]

Nice place you've got here.

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Heyyy there buddy. Nice to meet you too, Gunner. [Allen bends over to pet the puppy, smiling at it. Then he rises up and puts his hands on his hips.] So, what do you do around these parts?

[As he was saying this, he took the moment to examine the mask. It was solid, no clear cut eyeholes- some kind of visor? Mechanical, maybe? Best not to pry, though.]

[Gunner gave another yap as he sat down between the two and constantly turned his head between Allen and Gale. Gale looked down at him with a slight smirk before he looked back to Allen.]

Bounty hunting, primarily. It's one of the only good sources of excitement I can get around here. Rest of my time either goes to night clubs, arcades or slogging through work for Nova City's major technological firm.

[The latter pays though, so he can't complain too loudly.]

Even in the supposedly 'peaceful' Genessia there's still troublemakers that warrant bounties, huh? That'd be too perfect, if there was no violence. Well, that makes it a little more like home at least.

Nova City's the one to the North, right? What's it like over there? Enjoying your time there?

It's relatively peaceful, but you'd be surprised at how many murders seem to happen in certain areas. I've counted at least three different murder incidents in Attleton alone since I got here. One of which I had a hand in bringing in the culprit.

[He looks off in the direction of Nova City's archway.]

Yeah, it's that way. It's alright. I'm glad it's reasonably close to the technology at home, but- [He huffs and rolls his eyes.] I'm a little sick of not havin' access to a jet here.

Well, you can't stop people from being people. Violence and conflict will thrive where there is freedom, so it's inevitable. Good on you doing your part to stop it though.

...A jet? So you're a pilot, huh? Though I don't know how much good a jet would do you around here. Kinda big and unwieldy. Unless you plan on peppering your bounties with anti-tank rounds?

I'm only in it for the money and the thrill. [And partially to protect civilians because he does have morals.]

I'm perfectly fine with just havin' one to fly again. I'm gettin' pretty sick of being on the ground all the time. But gunning down my targets with a well placed air strike would be fun.

Well, I've known my fair share of people who were only motivated by money as well. It's not all bad to look out for number one either.

[He cocks an eyebrow.] Define 'well placed'. I get flying for kicks, but try to keep it out of inhabited zones, huh? ...Well, I'll see if I can't do anything about that for you later once I'm settled in.

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You're makin' it sound like I'd go out of my way to terrorize people. I've got more class than that. [That's something a Cardinal would do. That's not his jam.] Besides, you never know when you'd need some well placed machine gun fire while out on the job.

[He pauses a moment and then raises an eyebrow.] What would you be able to do about it? One guy can't put a jet together, let alone an alterna.

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I'm just saying, the bigger the gun, the more scared people will be. There's a time and a place for everything.

You say that like this world isn't filled with strange and unusual inhabitants with strange and unusual abilities. You don't know what someone with the right abilities could do when they put their mind to it. [He's smirking at this point. In fact, with enough time, he COULD do it. He didn't know what an alterna was, but an earth-style fighter... would be simple.]

[Allen had a point about the whole 'scaring the hell out of people with big guns' thing, but Gale only shrugged it off. Wouldn't stop him from ever using one if he ever got it again.]

You're lookin' awfully confident. Alright genius, just where do you think you'd get the materials for it? I doubt this place is gonna have the materials just lyin' around for it. I doubt even Nova City would.

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Would you believe me if I told you if I could handle that myself? Well, mostly. [As he says this, he raises a hand, which then turns a chrome silver as flesh turns to metal, and then metal expands, the hand tripling in size and the fingers ending in sharp claw tips akin to fully fledged swords. Then his hand returned to normal.] Even if it's scrap, or raw material, so long as I can ingest it, I can use it.

[Immediately Gale is taken aback, cringing as he takes a step back, even Gunner hopping up to his feet and letting out a tiny bark. Gale's eye twitched. He's seen crazy shit, but he never saw anything like that.]

What the hell are you?!

[Funny. It's usually Gale that gets that question.]

Whoa, wasn't expecting that strong of a reaction. [Allen laughs a bit, waving his hands defensively.] Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. Figured this kind of thing would be normal around here but I guess not.

I'm a shapeshifter. I can rearrange any part of my body and mass on a molecular scale, and anything I ingest, I can add to my mass, which means more stuff I can use. It would take a while, but I could probably build a jet. I'd be making the parts out of my own body, after all.

[He winced but slowly relaxed, but he was still pretty on edge. Who wouldn't be after just seeing a guy just turn his hand into swords.]

I've seen messed up things because of the Cardinals, but I've never seen that.

[He didn't realize there'd be things naturally crazier than what those four and Zykalis would do.]

While my interest is peaked, this makes that jet idea sound strangely... organic. And 'organic' isn't a word I associate with alternas.

Technically, I'm an android. [He then tapped a finger to his own head.] It's all mechanical up here. I can look like this, give off the appearance of a human, but at my core I'm still a machine. Though I guess my disguise is good enough if you couldn't tell.

A shapeshifting android? How does that even work?

[Though he has to be silently thankful for the fact Zykalis wasn't here. It'd be guaranteed that he'd want his hands on Allen for 'research'.]

Y'know what, I don't think I want to know. I'm the last person that should be asking how people 'work'.

Suit yourself. [He shrugs one shoulder.] But just saying, once I get my bearings and get my feet properly grounded and the like, a jet's totally within possibility.

[Gale narrows an eye.]

And what about the engines and instruments? There's no way even you could do that single handedly.

We DO have jets where I come from you know. In fact, we have far more advanced things where I come from. I've taken a peek at more than a few blueprints, I'd be able to do it. Quickly? Not likely. Producing these kinds of materials efficiently and functionally isn't cheap. But I'd be able to do it.

More advanced, huh?

[Now he's interested. Well, he was interested before, but skeptical, but now he just can't help himself from asking.]

If that's the case, then tell me something. I don't suppose you've got transforming aircraft where you're from, do you?

The fleet that opposed the planet that built me had things like that, yes. They had modular bodies capable of reconfiguring and swapping out parts on the fly mid-combat to suit the situation. Other than that though, transforming aircraft is a rarity because it's unwieldy and extremely stressful on the pilots if it doesn't kill them outright due to the extreme g-forces involved in the motion of the jet during transformation. Those that achieved it only did by building the cockpits out of all new materials and essentially rearranging how they cushioned the pilots.

They're damn expensive too though, so I didn't see a whole lot.

Guess the price of 'em is universally shared. [Though he's not surprised. Alterna frames were incredibly pricey.]

But I never thought where I come from would have a leg up on the world a shapeshifting android comes from. Transforming aircraft are the norm, and were developed to the point that strain on the pilot was at a minimum. Hell, Eichhorn lead development on a system to control them through the pilot's own movements.

[He shrugged.] But I didn't expect to hear of another world that actually had something akin to alterna frames.

Just because you have something doesn't necessarily mean it's more advanced. Such a thing seems incredibly unwieldy, especially in terrestrial environments. If it's still using a jet base as well, it probably is. Such a thing is probably outdated in space combat. We'd found other forms of weaponry to use instead of slapping arms and legs on our flying machines.

But, each planet develops at it's own pace, I guess.

[Hey man, slapping arms and legs on flying machines is awesome.]

I wasn't implying that Celveryia was more advanced as a whole. I'm merely stating that it's surprising that a world with such advancements didn't have a more concrete way to work around problems with transforming frames.

But seeing that we only have our own atmosphere to work with, and only one aquatic model, space combat isn't exactly on our agenda of things to worry about.

[oh, he knows it.]

Well, you just answered it yourself. To be fair, if we went back now and tried to tackle the problem, we could probably handle it... but we're so acclimated to space combat that our methods of terrestrial combat have completely changed to account for it. Planet side invasions are almost a rarity these days, since the point of an invasion is to obtain resources, so we don't want to destroy already existing facilities...

Should it come to that though, there are ways. People like me were basically the drop team, actually. If we had to go planetside, they'd drop a whole bunch of guys like me off and let us use our abilities to wreak havoc.

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