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| − | The Usual Restaurant
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| − | You walk into a well lighted room, it's high ceilings lit by dozens of fluorescent lamps hanging from the ceiling. To the
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| − | south and west are windows, which you would normally expect to see the outside world from, but looking out of them, you see
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| − | only a misty gray haze. On the walls to the north and the east of the inn are an eclectic collection of paintings,
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| − | photographs and even holographs of many cheap 1970's to 1980's B-movies. The bar on the east side is made out of hardwood,
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| − | it's surface polished and shiny. Behind the bar, the various beverages that are served here are kept in relatively neat
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| − | containers on wooden shelves. There is a large stage in one of the corners of the restaurant with a impressive sound system
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| − | and a few microphones strung about it. Multiple round wood tables are in this room, near the north wall, is a double swing
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| − | door that leads to the kitchen. On the east wall is a door leading to the UR's dance club and on the west one leading to
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| − | the Gym. To the south, is the exit to the outside. A recent addition to the UR is a large fireplace against the west wall,
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| − | it matches well to the rest of the restaurant and looks like it should have been there all along.
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| − | Sitting alone in the UR, the young Eva Pilot, is ... consuming, a meal consisting of precisely ordered amounts of defatted
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| − | cream cheese, crackers and orange juice. She looks pale and blank. Wait a minute, Rei always looks pale and blank. Today
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| − | she looks more so. Rei is seated at the bar.
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| − | Violet steps into the restaurant with a slight yawn as she approaches the bar. She pauses halfway there, blinking at the
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| − | sight of Rei at the bar. With a light sigh, she deflates just a little and approaches, sitting in a seat two away from her
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| − | to give the Eva pilot some space, but still easily close enough for conversation. "...You're gonna get a lot of unwanted
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| − | looks with that getup, Miss Ayanami."
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| − | Rei pauses mid-bite, puts her morsel down and turns empty handed to examine the person who just addressed her. There is a
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| − | pause, as if she is evaluating the need for a reply. "I have already noted the problem." another pause. a slight narrowing
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| − | of the eyes as yet another stranger takes liberty with her name. "Identify yourself."
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| − | Violet
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| − | Long green hair contrasts with the red in her uniform. She's wearing a jacket with a pattern on it like a red vest with
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| − | white shoulders. The jacket goes all the way down to her thighs, and is held close to her waist by a black belt, which has
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| − | two holsters for her blasters. There are markings on the upper arms marking her as a Lieutennant Commander. Under the
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| − | jacket she wears long black pants, all the way down to end over her black boots. She seems fairly young, at the oldest in
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| − | the early twenties, but more likely in her late teens, and has a relatively thin, athletic build. If forced, she'll have
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| − | on her red beret, but most likely she won't have that on.
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| − | Violet frowns slightly, recognizing the look of distaste. "Lieutennant Commander Violet Karrde. Uhhhh... I guess you
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| − | don't recognize my voice at all, do you?" She glances away with a terse sigh. . o O ( Well, at least she can use personal
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| − | pronouns. ) She then looks back to Rei with a shrug. "Can't say I blame you, to be honest. Not like I really did
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| − | anything, in the end."
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| − | Rei nods, more an internal expression 'information noted'. "Against the Angel. The...Gundam?...pilot." the human file
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| − | cabinet shuffles a few more files. "NeoTokyo Space Defense Fleet", Her final nod can be taken as a polite greeting. She
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| − | then proceeds to pop a precise amount of cracker and cheese into her mouth and chew stolidly.
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| − | Violet raises an eyebrow and nods. "Let me guess: You figured that out from the 'didn't do anything' part more than
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| − | anything else." She sighs and shakes her head before turning to the bartender to order a club sandwich and orange soda
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| − | . She mutters something about women acting like robots under her breath, then shakes her head again. "So if you've noted
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| − | the problem... why?"
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| − | The blue haired girl remains largely expressionless, then decides to offer a correction "I recognize authority." then
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| − | appears to think some more before answering the question. "It is not an urgent concern..." there is a pause "I have seen
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| − | the internet." Rei grows, if possible, more pale.
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| − | Violet tilts her head and grabs her soda as it arrives, raising an eyebrow at the announcement of seeing the internet.
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| − | "Well... Good?" She doesn't seem to get why seeing the internet is a thing worth talking about. It's the worsening
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| − | expression on Rei that finally gets it to click with her. "Wait.. you didn't... Google yourself, did you? Please tell
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| − | me you had safe search on..."
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| − | Now there is a blush on Ayanami's cheeks and her expression can only be described as utter befuddlement mixed with a healthy dose of mortification. "No." is her only answers. Two more precise doses of crackers and cheese are rapidly consumed.
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| − | Violet groans and facepalms. "Oh, dear god. There should be like a pamphlet or something for people that show up here...
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| − | and the first words should be 'Do not Google yourself without safe search on.'" She sighs again, shaking her head for a
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| − | moment before looking up again. "You gonna be okay?"
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| − | Rei eats some more precision portions of her dinner before answering. "It's not a problem." again a pause. "However, I am...
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| − | Disappointed."
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| − | Violet blinks. "Disappointed? What, that they keep getting something wrong about you, or just in the fandom or humanity
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| − | in general? Because you're gonna have to get used to the fact that some of the more obsessive types can make up stuff
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| − | that's..." She frowns slightly, trying to come up with the right word. "Scary," is what she settles for.
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| − | Rei shakes her head. "I am not frightened. I find it...distasteful." She eats some more cheese and crackers and washed it
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| − | down with her first swig of orange juice. "The NTSDF will need help against the Angels."
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| − | Violet nods, assuming Rei just didn't delve deep enough to find the scary stuff. Like the guys that claim that a pillow with
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| − | her likeness is their wife. "W-well, uh, yeah, I guess. I mean... The whole... AT field is kinda impenetrable except
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| − | for you guys.... and apparently Artanis... So yeah, we can't really do... anything against them, as I proved." She
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| − | then sighs again, leaning forward almost far enough to nearly hit her head against her sandwich as it is placed in front of
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| − | Rei nods thoughtfully. "A particle beam energized with all the power of Japan can penetrate an AT-Field. Perhaps larger
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| − | ships in the fleet might have some effect."
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| − | Violet grabs half the sandwich(it came cut in half!) and munches on it as she raises an eyebrow at that line of thought.
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| − | "I'll have to see how that compares to Asgardian tech. Maybe Phoenix can penetrate an AT-field with an orbital strike."
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| − | She actually sounds serious at that. "But then again, if my XO can just jump at an Angel and... somehow cut into it, an
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| − | orbital strike seems... excessive."
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| − | Rei says, "I am unfamiliar with your executive officer."
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| − | Violet munches on another bite of her sandwhich and swallows before replying, "Do you remember the guy that... jumped at
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| − | the angel? He wasn't human, has energy blades over his hands on his armor? That's Artanis, who is now my XO on Phoenix.
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| − | Not... really sure why his blades worked, to be honest." She shrugs to emphasize the point.
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| − | Rei says, "perhaps they were pure expressions of his will."
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| − | Violet looks upward, chewing on her thoughts as she chews a bite of her sandwich. "Well, I think he called them 'psi-blades'
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| − | at one point, so... I guess that kinda makes sense?"
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| − | Rei says, "The AT Field is an artifact of Self. It is the ultimate barrier against the other."
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| − | Violet shakes her head. "Yeah, I... saw the show, it just..." She sighs, her shoulders drooping as she does so. "Only
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| − | about half of it made any sense to me. The main thing I got about AT fields was... 'We need Evas to penetrate them.'"
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| − | Rei shakes her head. "In theory, all that is needed is an another AT Field."
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| − | Violet says, "Well, yeah, but the EVAs could do it, and pretty much nothing else could make one strong enough or
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| − | something?" She groans slightly. "Can we talk about something else? As far as I'm able to do, my only tactics are 'Send
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| − | Artanis in' and 'Shoot at it with Asgardian tech guns from orbit.'"
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| − | Rei nods. "What do you wish to talk about?" she eats some more of her dinner. working though the square on the plate in
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| − | Violet says, "I..." She pauses and frowns, then points to Rei. "...How about why you're out eating in your, what was i
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| − | t callled, plugsuit?"
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| − | Rei ponders. "I need sustenance." She answers finally. as if that told the whole story.
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| − | Violet's left eye twitches. "No, I mean..." She suddenly drops her face into her palms. "Oh, god, it's like talking to
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| − | Killer Bee again." She looks up again, a look of exasperation on her. "Plugsuit. Why?"
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| − | Rei looks down and tugs at her plugsuit. "At the moment I have no other clothing."
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| − | Violet's left eye twitches. "You've been here... how many weeks? Haven't they payed you anything yet? I mean... I
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| − | assume if your EVA is on base, you're doing work for the NTSDF, right?"
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| − | Rei says, "At the moment I appear to be. 'freeloading'." After a pause she adds. "I have acquired some currency though."
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| − | Violet says, "Yeah, Rei, first thing you need is... clothes. Maybe a hat or new hairstyle so you can avoid the fanboys."
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| − | She shakes her head. "Once again, I am glad I'm from here instead of from a TV show."
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| − | Rei says, "I shall purchase some." she nods "That has already been decided."
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| − | Violet says drily, "I'd do that before going out to eat away from the barracks' mess hall. Really, I know I've been known
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| − | to wear skimpy clothes from time to time, but you look like you might as well have painted that suit on."
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| − | Rei finishes up her dinner and notes "It is vacuum sealed to maximize plug connectivity"
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| − | Violet frowns. "I'd feel more exposed in that than in my halter top." She pops the last of her own sandwich into her mouth.
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| − | Rei nods "It has not concerned me. However I shall purchase more clothing"
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| − | Rei pauses then looks over at Violet. "I do not know where to purchase clothes.
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| − | Violet nods. "Right." She downs the last of her drink, then looks around. She seems to ponder for a moment, then says,
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| − | "Well, I've nothing better to do tonight. Need help?"
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| − | Rei ponders appropriate responses "Please?"
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| − | Rei get's up and nods politely to Violet as she also puts money on the bar.
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| − | Violet blinks and pauses a moment before laughing as she puts her own money down. "Somehow, that actually surprised me.
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| − | Sure, I can help ya out." She stands up with a bit of a grin. "I suppose a bus trip to the mall is in order?"
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| − | Rei shakes her head. "I have transportation. I found it in the badlands."
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| − | Violet blinks and raises an eyebrow. "Alright, then, you drive?" Rei looks a little young to be driving to Violet, but.... Hey, it's NeoTokyo. As such, she shrugs.
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