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[Action/Open] Into the Fog
Who: Haruna
What: Haruna decides to investigate the Fish Market and the sea. A sign of normality for her?
When: 20 July, Near Dusk
Where: Fayren
Warning: None
In the days after arriving Haruna herself had been rather busy. The local computer networks had been searched for information. After so many search terms sorted through and dug into Haruna had made a number of discoveries.
First, there was no mention of anything related to the Fleet. Nothing of similar description either. It was confirmation of something Haruna had thought earlier. As of now she was the only member of the Fleet in this realm. And as such she would need to fulfill a number of roles to provide information to the Tactical Network in the case another Mental Model arrived.
Second, these other areas were not distant cities with the pendant needed as a form of identification at checkpoints. Some sort of gateway connected them, this type of transfer was unknown to her, and she thus had no idea what to expect. The fact that such connections were like this meant that possible pursuit could be able to follow her through. This did result in new plans.
Third, the technological levels of each city were similar to what was determined to be early 21st Century humanity from her world except in two places, Nova City and Fayren. The prior's technological level was difficult to determine from what she was seeing, it seemed to be ahead of what she knew of humanity but how far ahead was unknown, and she may not have the edge that the Fog had against humanity there. The later's technology seemed far behind Genessia's technology. She wasn't fully sure why.
Originally Haruna viewed Nova City's technical capabilities as a useful destination to acquire information from but if her network intrusions were detected, as unlikely as it'd seem, she'd have to deal with more capable forces tracking her down. With their unknown technological capabilities, she may have found herself engaged with near peer opposition, which with her lack of experience had her at a major disadvantage, which greatly would reduce her odds of successful evasion.
Attleton and Everglade were ruled out that due to the lower but consistent population density combined with a leaning towards light residential meant problems for her plans. She was unable to vanish easily into side alleys like the main city allowed her to do if she needed to avoid contact or find a place to hack a system without drawing attention.
Thus, the strange realm of Fayren was her destination. The goals of her scouting mission were twofold, first gather information on the area near the gateway, then enter the gate, and perform reconnaissance of the area on the Fayren side of the gateway. Information was needed. While her senses were limited compared to normal she'd be able gather plenty of data to be analyzed in depth later.
With that all set, Haruna made her way out of the apartment and along the roads toward the Fayren gate.
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Haruna's schedule was set she'd arrive at the southern gate around dusk; this would easily allow her to determine if the time of day was different in that realm and if she remained there long enough to begin mapping the night sky for future reference.
With her arrival, she walked the area near it, her senses studying the connection the best she could without her hull before she looked into the area contained within. No signs of guards near the gateway nor was there increased data traffic or emplacements for cameras to monitor the area. Very odd. Considering the lack of security, it was very easy for Haruna to approach the gateway and take a step through it.
Once she was through the outcome was rather unexpected. While she had seen the images and videos of the area, but actually having crossed from Genessia City itself to Fayren was odd. The usual electromagnetic buzz that was associated with the city was all but silent.
Her green eyes narrowed slightly as she scanned the horizon the best she could, just one moment in a modern city and now to this most strange area. A few moments of reflection and thought, and she was off. Her oversized sleeves of the coat shifting in the breeze as she moved, boots softly tapping on the cobblestone as followed the path she had planned.
Her movements were steady and fluid, as she had walked to through the streets, keen eyes looking from side quickly as she took in the sights as best she could. In-depth analysis would be for later. Right now, she needed to both establish routes through the area while still trying not to draw suspicion to her even though she was wearing that omnipresent coat.
There was one place in particular that drew Haruna's notice. The Fish market. If there was a fish market with access to the sea it meant that there were more likely than not ships. Human ships. If this was confirmed then Haruna knew what she had to do. It was something she had been doing for her entire existence even before she created her Mental Model.
Humanity is to be kept from the seas. Humanity is to be isolated from itself
This directive is what the Fleet enforced. It was all of what they knew of the Admiralty Code.
Thus, Haruna needed to see this sea. Steady strides at a brisk rate as Haruna moved street to street, noting her surroundings but focusing on her objective. The sounds of a marketplace reached her ears but the blonde continued her trek, not much further. Logic dictated that she was close, it was inefficient to transport fish long distances from water to market with this technology.
Stone turned to dirt and then to sand as Haruna approached her goal. She could see it now. She could feel it. This was the sea. She looked outwards for a short while before she closed her eyes, twintails blowing in the sea breeze. This was something she was familiar with but it didn't feel right. While she could see the sea, it was from the wrong perspective. Haruna should have been tens of kilometers away looking at this from atop her main body, telescopic optics letting her observe as she continued her patrol.
But here she was limited. She no longer had her medium-range or long-range sensors, which would have allowed her to perform surveillance from hundreds of kilometers away, just these short-range sensors. This was the entrance to the sea and perhaps an ocean but this wasn't her waters.
How far could these crude boats go? Would they even be able to leave sight of shore? Would they even be noticeable enough to justify the energy to sink? Targets perhaps worthy of a Destroyer or Torpedo Boat but not a thing that would require calling for a Fast Battleship such as herself.
Even with this Haruna felt oddly calmed by this. She tried to put a name to this feeling but she wasn't fully able to determine it. And without a network to access, Haruna could not search for words that may have fit this mix of calmness and longing.
The mental model continued to watch the waves as her eyes closed, this was a new experience. How many of her fellow members of the Fleet had experienced this? She had never thought of it and without her being able to contact the others she'd never know.
"Is this loneliness?" She asked softly as her green eyes opened.
What: Haruna decides to investigate the Fish Market and the sea. A sign of normality for her?
When: 20 July, Near Dusk
Where: Fayren
Warning: None
In the days after arriving Haruna herself had been rather busy. The local computer networks had been searched for information. After so many search terms sorted through and dug into Haruna had made a number of discoveries.
First, there was no mention of anything related to the Fleet. Nothing of similar description either. It was confirmation of something Haruna had thought earlier. As of now she was the only member of the Fleet in this realm. And as such she would need to fulfill a number of roles to provide information to the Tactical Network in the case another Mental Model arrived.
Second, these other areas were not distant cities with the pendant needed as a form of identification at checkpoints. Some sort of gateway connected them, this type of transfer was unknown to her, and she thus had no idea what to expect. The fact that such connections were like this meant that possible pursuit could be able to follow her through. This did result in new plans.
Third, the technological levels of each city were similar to what was determined to be early 21st Century humanity from her world except in two places, Nova City and Fayren. The prior's technological level was difficult to determine from what she was seeing, it seemed to be ahead of what she knew of humanity but how far ahead was unknown, and she may not have the edge that the Fog had against humanity there. The later's technology seemed far behind Genessia's technology. She wasn't fully sure why.
Originally Haruna viewed Nova City's technical capabilities as a useful destination to acquire information from but if her network intrusions were detected, as unlikely as it'd seem, she'd have to deal with more capable forces tracking her down. With their unknown technological capabilities, she may have found herself engaged with near peer opposition, which with her lack of experience had her at a major disadvantage, which greatly would reduce her odds of successful evasion.
Attleton and Everglade were ruled out that due to the lower but consistent population density combined with a leaning towards light residential meant problems for her plans. She was unable to vanish easily into side alleys like the main city allowed her to do if she needed to avoid contact or find a place to hack a system without drawing attention.
Thus, the strange realm of Fayren was her destination. The goals of her scouting mission were twofold, first gather information on the area near the gateway, then enter the gate, and perform reconnaissance of the area on the Fayren side of the gateway. Information was needed. While her senses were limited compared to normal she'd be able gather plenty of data to be analyzed in depth later.
With that all set, Haruna made her way out of the apartment and along the roads toward the Fayren gate.
---------
Haruna's schedule was set she'd arrive at the southern gate around dusk; this would easily allow her to determine if the time of day was different in that realm and if she remained there long enough to begin mapping the night sky for future reference.
With her arrival, she walked the area near it, her senses studying the connection the best she could without her hull before she looked into the area contained within. No signs of guards near the gateway nor was there increased data traffic or emplacements for cameras to monitor the area. Very odd. Considering the lack of security, it was very easy for Haruna to approach the gateway and take a step through it.
Once she was through the outcome was rather unexpected. While she had seen the images and videos of the area, but actually having crossed from Genessia City itself to Fayren was odd. The usual electromagnetic buzz that was associated with the city was all but silent.
Her green eyes narrowed slightly as she scanned the horizon the best she could, just one moment in a modern city and now to this most strange area. A few moments of reflection and thought, and she was off. Her oversized sleeves of the coat shifting in the breeze as she moved, boots softly tapping on the cobblestone as followed the path she had planned.
Her movements were steady and fluid, as she had walked to through the streets, keen eyes looking from side quickly as she took in the sights as best she could. In-depth analysis would be for later. Right now, she needed to both establish routes through the area while still trying not to draw suspicion to her even though she was wearing that omnipresent coat.
There was one place in particular that drew Haruna's notice. The Fish market. If there was a fish market with access to the sea it meant that there were more likely than not ships. Human ships. If this was confirmed then Haruna knew what she had to do. It was something she had been doing for her entire existence even before she created her Mental Model.
Humanity is to be kept from the seas. Humanity is to be isolated from itself
This directive is what the Fleet enforced. It was all of what they knew of the Admiralty Code.
Thus, Haruna needed to see this sea. Steady strides at a brisk rate as Haruna moved street to street, noting her surroundings but focusing on her objective. The sounds of a marketplace reached her ears but the blonde continued her trek, not much further. Logic dictated that she was close, it was inefficient to transport fish long distances from water to market with this technology.
Stone turned to dirt and then to sand as Haruna approached her goal. She could see it now. She could feel it. This was the sea. She looked outwards for a short while before she closed her eyes, twintails blowing in the sea breeze. This was something she was familiar with but it didn't feel right. While she could see the sea, it was from the wrong perspective. Haruna should have been tens of kilometers away looking at this from atop her main body, telescopic optics letting her observe as she continued her patrol.
But here she was limited. She no longer had her medium-range or long-range sensors, which would have allowed her to perform surveillance from hundreds of kilometers away, just these short-range sensors. This was the entrance to the sea and perhaps an ocean but this wasn't her waters.
How far could these crude boats go? Would they even be able to leave sight of shore? Would they even be noticeable enough to justify the energy to sink? Targets perhaps worthy of a Destroyer or Torpedo Boat but not a thing that would require calling for a Fast Battleship such as herself.
Even with this Haruna felt oddly calmed by this. She tried to put a name to this feeling but she wasn't fully able to determine it. And without a network to access, Haruna could not search for words that may have fit this mix of calmness and longing.
The mental model continued to watch the waves as her eyes closed, this was a new experience. How many of her fellow members of the Fleet had experienced this? She had never thought of it and without her being able to contact the others she'd never know.
"Is this loneliness?" She asked softly as her green eyes opened.
no subject
"Naw, 's jus' a shitty part a the beach. Head up a li'l ways an' y'll find folk aplenty."
no subject
Something she just could not classify. Unlike the Human subtypes she encountered she was unable to make such a clear-cut designation.
Shifting through spectrums confirmed what her eyes were seeing. This was not a human. This was not a valid human subtype considering the drastic physiological differences that were not only on the outside but within. No models on expectation of physical capabilities and with Fayren's lack of a network Haruna was unable to perform a swift search to attempt classification.
In lieu of this Haruna simply designated the creature as Unknown Humanoid Type 1.
She seemed to stand taller; although her coat continued to cover the lower half of her face, just as much as before.
"What type of people?" the mental model asked as she unblinkingly started at Namur. "Ones of your kind or different kinds?"
It didn't seem that UHT-1 was actively aggressive but Haruna was on alert, far too many unknown variables.
A bit more of a focus, "Although what are your people?" She added as she looked up the fishlike humanoid.
no subject
Namur added emphasis because he's proud to know the word. It took a lot out of him to learn it and what it means. He stops to think a moment, seeming to count something on his fingers.
"An'... I think I already answered yer last question, so I'mma ask y' one a my own. The hell's yer name, sweetheart?"
no subject
He had put odd a sense of focus on a word. Was this another that collected words? Interesting.
"I see. I was unsure if this being the only area of note with a sea would result in the possibility of Fishmen being a native species compared to the Human Subtypes," Haruna said as she looked at the toothy face that was near her, "My name is Haruna. What is your name?"
She kept an eye to the sea, mind running through possibilities as always. What would the variance of appearance for Fishmen be anyways? Whatever the case she was still a little on guard, he might not be human but that only made her even more unsure of what to expect next from him.
Sorry for being so slow, I hope you don't mind backtagging!
Re: Sorry for being so slow, I hope you don't mind backtagging!
Interspecies compatibility? While Haruna was not knowledgeable about biology especially reproductive biology, although none of the Fog really was, this seemed to be unlikely.
"Understood. You are Seafolk and not human," Haruna confirmed as she stood tall, "I am from a place where there are only humans. No Seafolk. No Giants. No Mermaids. But I do not view you as being less than the humans. I am unsure how to feel about your kind."
Her collar covered the bottom half of her face again, "But I need to best organize things for my records. I will have to adjust my style it seems." The way Haruna was speaking was not humanish... again.
[OOC: What's back tagging?]
no subject
More than her speech- Namur's met alllllll kinds of weird humans, she barely registered on that end- Namur noticed something strange about the way she smelled. It wasn't quite right for a teenage human girl. But he'd made so many assumptions and been totally wrong by that point that he didn't even bother trying to figure her out. She'd tell him, or she wouldn't, and life would go on in spite of it.
She seemed pretty curious about him, though, and if she wanted to keep record, he'd be more than willing to set it straight. But he was going to plop his eight foot frame onto its butt in the sand first, crossing his legs in front of him.
"A'ight take note a this, sweetheart, I'mma try an' make it easy," Namur said, holding a webbed hand up toward her with all five fingers raised. "In my world where I come from, there's five main species a intelligent life. Got yer giants, aye?" He wiggled his pinky finger. "Bigass suckers tall as most mountains 'cept on the islands that's as giant as they is. Then y' got the Seafolk, like me. Two differnt types a seafolk livin' t'gether under the sea: fishfolk like me an' merfolk that's got fins 'stead a legs on the bottom. Same species though, we jus' got a hell of a lot more variety cuz we ain't borin'. All the seafolk's bodies got a type, right? Like I'm a Bull Shark Fishman. Means I look like a Bull Shark. There's all kinds a types though, jus' like there's all kinds a fish in the sea. Then there's the Minkfolk. They's intrestin' like us, aye? Their bodies got types, too, but they take after all the shit that lives on land. Cat types an' dog types an' all that shit. Most a 'em's got fur a some sort. Then y' got yer humans. Look like y' do an' they live all over the damn place makin' slaves a everbody else cuz they figure they's better or some shit, hell if I know what's in their heads. Then y' got the Sky Islanders. Look pretty much the same as a human but they got these li'l pointless wings on their backs. Some folk call 'em Angels. So far as I know, ain't none a us come from 'nother species. We're all jus' there, tryna live t'gether an' share the world an' doin' a hell of a job of it. Got all that? Sheheheheh!"
no subject
That smell was quite odd. It was like she really didn't have a right scent at all. It was more like it was the scent of places she was instead of her own scent. Very odd.
The raising of the webbed hand caught Haruna's eyes, focusing on it and its movements.
Five different species on one world each very different and some with just extreme variation. It was quite deranged to consider as Haruna's mind began to try to produce models for the races described and while some easily resolved, like Giants and these Angels, Minkfolk just continued to give her problems for determining how they'd look. But there was the one commonality between her world and Namur's own. Humanity
The note he had given when describing humanity along with his previous description of it drew her attention sharply. Her green eyes narrowed, "Do you believe the world would be better if Humanity was barred from the seas? The way you are describing them implies such." She asked bluntly, as she looked him in the eyes, staring seemingly without a need to blink.
This had quickly become a very interesting topic of conversation to her.