| Just Before the Arrival | ||
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| Summary: So what was happening in the Usual right before EVA-02 showed up?    |
Its at this time that the Hierarch of the Daelaam returns to the Usual. As before, he ducks his head as he enters to avoid hitting his forehead on the door frame. Immediately spotting Violet off to the side, he begins walking towards her and raises his hand to greet her. "En Taro Adun!" Incidentally, his armor seems to be bearing a few scratch marks and a few spots of dried up blood that are probably not his own. Violet blinks as the protoss walks to her and greets her. "Uhhh... En Taro Adun." Well, she gets that it's a greeting. She's learning. "How's it going, Artanis? You looks like you've had some... fun today?" "All goes well despite the circumstances of my dimensional displacement." Artanis says with that odd wit of his as he continues to strive and mimic Terran cynicism. He nods when Violet mentions him enjoying himself. "Ah, yes, I visited the arena after our discussion last night and engaged in some sparring matches. It was quite entertaining." The Protoss then looks sideways noticing that Violet is all alone and continues, "Could I join you? Or perhaps you are waiting for someone?" The door opens again and Alexa walks in, though this time, she's smiling, kind of energetic, and not covered in dirt! She's loving having this real job thing going. She tips her hat off her head and looks around. Violet raises an eyebrow. "Sparring matches? Dude, you've got blood on your armor. Usually one doesn't go for blood in a sparring match..." Perhaps she was waiting on someone, because she looks right past Artanis as Alexa walks in and smiles broadly, waving to the newly arrived. "Alexa! Over here!" she calls, then looks back to Artanis. "Well, if you can put up with my an' Alexa being all lovey dovey and stuff, I suppose you're welcome to join us." She offers the apparently mouthless alien a grin. A grin which quickly turns to a frown. "...How do you eat?" "You don't?" Artanis' glowing blue eyes widen as he's slightly taken back. "First blood is quite common amongst the Protoss, I simply assumed it was the same with Terrans." He leans back and looks upwards thoughtfully. "Perhaps I should go apologize." Woops! As Alexa enters and Violet waves her over, the Hierarch glances at the newcomer with widened eyes. "Lovey? Ah? Your wife I presume?" He glances back to Violet. "I do not mind, though I could leave you two alone if it preferable." Then comes the question of the century, which apparently has a very simple answer that Artanis does not mind sharing. "I absorb nutrients by turning consumables into energy." So, essentially, he teleports food into his stomach. Alexa grins as she hears the only other voice that really matters to her. She makes a bee line over to the table and smiles. "Evenin', Miss Violet!" she then notices Artanis. "Um... who's your friend? Violet of course had to be taking a sip as Artanis mentions 'wife.' Luckily it was only a light sip so the spit take doesn't spray quite everywhere... With a moment of coughing, she's flushed red as she asks, "Is this a running gag or something? One look at us and you're thinking marriage?" Huh. Apparently this is something that's come up a lot. She then grins at Alexa as she gets closer. "Hey, love! This is Artanis, he's..." She pauses and looks at him. "...a thing. Protoss, was it? You know what, you explain it, I still don't follow everything." She then glances back up to Alexa, patting the seat next to her. "He showed up a few days ago." Artanis leans sideways to avoid most of the spraying fluids by the Terran's mouth. And this is why he prefers the Protoss method of eating, no worries about accidentally spraying your nutrients all over places you didn't intend to. The Hierarch then shrugs helplessly when he realizes that he committed some sort of faux pas by assuming the two were married. "My apologies, I am not entirely aware of what is the Terran adjective for romantic union. Mates? Lovers?" Another likely cause is that Protoss don't really have a 'dating' culture, they are single and when they find mates they seem to marry immediately. Artanis then narrows his eyes when Violet commits her own faux pas and calls him a 'thing'. "No, you had it right. I am a Protoss." Its that simple it seems. He then turns to Alexa and extends his hand for greetings. "Artanis, Hierarch of the Daelaam. An honor to meet you." Alexa nods a bit to the Protoss. "Nice to meet ya. Name's Alexa. And no, Violet ain't my wife. Yet. One day." She sits down next to Violet and gives her a kiss on the cheek. "Besides, if everyone thinks marriage when we're together, must mean we were s'posed to be, right?" she grins. Violet grins at Alexa. "Ehhhh, we're at the 'girlfriends' stage at this point, I think? Though perhaps lovers works as well?" She shrugs before laying her head on Alexa's shoulder. "I guess you could put it that way, love, but... yeah, I definitely wanna wait before making that kinda commitment." She then frowns slightly at Artanis' introduction of himself to Alexa. "What's the Daelaam? Is that, like, a ship? Or a region? An army?" Artanis may be an absurdly resilient fellow, but he'd prefer to sit down if there's no need for him to stand. Therefore, he also pulls up a chair and joins the two female Terrans at their table. "It is closer to an army, yes. A coalition of all the tribes of the Protoss united for a single purpose." Explains Artanis. "Though I know the title means little without context, it is of great importance to me and thus I see it as my duty to honor it." He reclines on his chair which supports his weight just fine apparently. "Well, congratulations then, you make for a good couple." At least from his very alien perspective. [!] The normal early evening routine of the downtown area is suddenly interrupted by a 40 story rectangular dimensional doorway that slides open, bottom to top. The sudden portal opening generators a loud window shattering/rattling shockwave of audio; BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! Through this opening comes a 30 story bright red colored mecha, flying backwards off it's feet. A beam of white light is drilling it's way through the center of the waist, turning the armor into molten slag. In the mecha's hands is a huge assault rifle looking weapon which is being fired back through the portal, sending a stream of glowing tracer projectiles skyward through the portal. A long power cord runs back through the open portal which shows a scene of an almost identical Tokyo city skyline only in the sky above is a huge circular looking object of Alien origin from which the white beam of light is emitting. The mecha crashes back first into a downtown skyscraper, caving in that section of the building the mecha slams against. Debris rains down on the street below as screaming panic stricken citizens run for their lives. Some of the debri slams into the front of the Usual Restaurant. Cars on the street get crushed. CHAOS! Then the dimensional doorway slides closed, severing the power cable that runs to the back of the mecha. A few tracer rounds arc over the city and strike distant buildings creating explosions! Alexa is about to respond to everything when the debris hits the front of the place. Without thinking she grabs Violet and dives the two of them behind a booth bench as cover. Violet says, "Damn, so like... you're the head of your entire people? that's... that's impressive." She seems a slight at a loss for words on that, and blushes a slight as Artanis compliments the pairing... And it's possibly because of that that she's caught completely off guard by the sudden explosion of debris getting easily thrown to the ground by Alexa. "WHAT THE HELL?!" she shouts out as she quickly scrambles back up to her feet. She runs towards the windows, trying to bet a better look outside at the... absolutely huge mecha. "Aw, hell, is that an Eva?" She quickly grabs her phone and makes a call, apparently asking for 'Victoria' to be sent to the Usual Restaurant. "Well... this day just got interesting..." -Continued in 2016-05-13_-_NGE:_The_Arrival | |
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