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levelshift) wrote in etrayalogs2024-04-27 03:07 pm
[Open] That story unknown to all
WHO: Accelerator (levelshift) and OPEN.
WHEN: Shortly after the second wave of arrivals, possibly other prompts later into May.
WHERE: Near the apartments and Kwik Trip.
WHAT: Taking measurements of the environment through SCIENCE, and some all important coffee hoarding.
NOTES\WARNINGS: None as of now.
[It's around noon when Accelerator heads out from the apartment complex, making his way towards the north end of the island. It's slow going since he's relying on his crutch, but he doesn't particularly care. The only reason he isn't doing this directly outside of the apartment building is because he doesn't want to interrupt anyone or be interrupted himself.
Once he reaches a nice clearing with little else around he stops and hits the switch on the black choker around his neck, the green light flickering to red, then hits another switch on his crutch. The cane portion of it retracts into the cuff that's around his right forearm, allowing him to stand on his own without assistance. With a sigh he cracks his neck, and then there's a BOOM! as four miniature tornadoes suddenly form at his back.
He launches himself into the sky, eventually slowing down the higher he gets and coming to a stop before he hits the invisible barrier that's encircling the entire area. On the way up he's been running the numbers (more like, doing complex mathematical calculations in his head), and once he reaches his destination more formulas and equations flood into his head. With his ability active he can pick up on infinitely more than a regular human would ever hope to with their five senses. It's like going from a single black and white security camera to an infinite number of interconnected nanomachines measuring everything from precipitation levels to background radiation and intensity of UV light. From nothing to practically the entire world.
Accelerator frowns and stretches a hand out. His fingertips don't even come into contact with the barrier, but stop a few centimeters before it. That's all he needs to start sensing its vectors, and he spends a few moments memorizing the numbers flowing into his head and comparing him to ones he's already familiar with.
Once that's finished he drops his hand and the tornadoes abruptly cut out and he sucks in a deep breath, brain switching over to imaginary numbers and formulas. It makes the blood vessels throughout his body pulse and sweat rise up on his skin, but he keeps going until he's analyzed what he needs to. His temples are aching when he finishes and lets himself drop, going back to measuring normal scientific phenomena as he falls towards the ground. When he's close enough he slows his descent to a float, and then lightly touches back down.]
[Later that afternoon Accelerator can be found at the Kwik Trip, back to using his crutch like a regular person. He's got one of those plastic shopping baskets in his free hand, stopping whenever he sees some food down an aisle that he wants. The basket gets set down so he can toss the item in, then he picks it up and moves further down the aisle.
So far, he's only picked up a few prepackaged sandwiches and junk food. For someone as smart as he is, you'd think he'd pay a little more attention to the food pyramid, but he doesn't seem to care at all about nutrition. That becomes apparent when he gets to one of the coolers containing canned drinks. Scanning each of them closely he stops at a couple rows of canned coffee, and after looking each brand over carefully he proceeds to start tossing some crappy Starbucks unsweetened black nitro cold brew into his basket.
It isn't just one. He's grabbing two at a time, dropping them into his basket with a scowl, until he's taken every single one of that specific kind of can from the cooler. There's over a dozen cans in his basket, and even with that number he's a little irritated that was all the store had. It doesn't even look like it's occurring to him that he might want to leave one or two for someone else who'd like some.]
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levelshift) and OPEN.WHEN: Shortly after the second wave of arrivals, possibly other prompts later into May.
WHERE: Near the apartments and Kwik Trip.
WHAT: Taking measurements of the environment through SCIENCE, and some all important coffee hoarding.
NOTES\WARNINGS: None as of now.
The Barrier.
[It's around noon when Accelerator heads out from the apartment complex, making his way towards the north end of the island. It's slow going since he's relying on his crutch, but he doesn't particularly care. The only reason he isn't doing this directly outside of the apartment building is because he doesn't want to interrupt anyone or be interrupted himself.
Once he reaches a nice clearing with little else around he stops and hits the switch on the black choker around his neck, the green light flickering to red, then hits another switch on his crutch. The cane portion of it retracts into the cuff that's around his right forearm, allowing him to stand on his own without assistance. With a sigh he cracks his neck, and then there's a BOOM! as four miniature tornadoes suddenly form at his back.
He launches himself into the sky, eventually slowing down the higher he gets and coming to a stop before he hits the invisible barrier that's encircling the entire area. On the way up he's been running the numbers (more like, doing complex mathematical calculations in his head), and once he reaches his destination more formulas and equations flood into his head. With his ability active he can pick up on infinitely more than a regular human would ever hope to with their five senses. It's like going from a single black and white security camera to an infinite number of interconnected nanomachines measuring everything from precipitation levels to background radiation and intensity of UV light. From nothing to practically the entire world.
Accelerator frowns and stretches a hand out. His fingertips don't even come into contact with the barrier, but stop a few centimeters before it. That's all he needs to start sensing its vectors, and he spends a few moments memorizing the numbers flowing into his head and comparing him to ones he's already familiar with.
Once that's finished he drops his hand and the tornadoes abruptly cut out and he sucks in a deep breath, brain switching over to imaginary numbers and formulas. It makes the blood vessels throughout his body pulse and sweat rise up on his skin, but he keeps going until he's analyzed what he needs to. His temples are aching when he finishes and lets himself drop, going back to measuring normal scientific phenomena as he falls towards the ground. When he's close enough he slows his descent to a float, and then lightly touches back down.]
Grocery Shopping.
[Later that afternoon Accelerator can be found at the Kwik Trip, back to using his crutch like a regular person. He's got one of those plastic shopping baskets in his free hand, stopping whenever he sees some food down an aisle that he wants. The basket gets set down so he can toss the item in, then he picks it up and moves further down the aisle.
So far, he's only picked up a few prepackaged sandwiches and junk food. For someone as smart as he is, you'd think he'd pay a little more attention to the food pyramid, but he doesn't seem to care at all about nutrition. That becomes apparent when he gets to one of the coolers containing canned drinks. Scanning each of them closely he stops at a couple rows of canned coffee, and after looking each brand over carefully he proceeds to start tossing some crappy Starbucks unsweetened black nitro cold brew into his basket.
It isn't just one. He's grabbing two at a time, dropping them into his basket with a scowl, until he's taken every single one of that specific kind of can from the cooler. There's over a dozen cans in his basket, and even with that number he's a little irritated that was all the store had. It doesn't even look like it's occurring to him that he might want to leave one or two for someone else who'd like some.]
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[ Her response is clipped and sharp and hostile. Don't ask. ]
Don't worry about it.
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And he's going to ask.]
What, are you scared of losing it? Because that's probably what's gonna happen if an actual medical professional doesn't take a look at it. Eyes are delicate.
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[ She retorts, her arms folding over her chest. ]
They looked at it when I got here. I said don't worry about!
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He raises an eyebrow, unimpressed.]
What happened?
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[ She retorts, with obvious venom and maybe a bit of malice for him daring to pry. ]
Any other questions?
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He's silent for several moments, staring at her as he mulls over his options.]
No.
[Uhhhh should he say something else here, maybe....]
... Sorry.
[Yeah, nailed it.]
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Why are you sorry?
[ She knows it's meant to be sympathy. She knows why he says it. But she wants to lash out, somehow. To share the sudden bubble of hurt. ]
I'm back. I came back. It doesn't matter anymore, does it?
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Bullshit, yes it does. [He's saying that flatly.] Just because you're alive now doesn't change the fact that it still happened. Or that it shouldn't have happened in the first place.
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[ Her voice rises in the relatively empty store, a bit shrill. ]
None of it should have happened to me! But it did! And there's nothing I can do about it now! I dragged myself out of that stupid human soup and now I'm here in this stupid place trying to - to what? Save the world again?
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What do you want to do?
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[ She has to actually pause and think and the flame of her anger gutters for a moment as she can't come up with an immediate answer to feed into that little furnace. ]
...I don't know yet.
[ She admits that and she's back to being a slightly awkward teenage girl instead of a ball of anger. ]
But I'm going to figure it out! [ As a balm to her own ego. What's left of it. ]
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He just hums.]
Unless you've got really bad luck, it seems like you'll have some time here to do that.
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[ Her expression twists. ]
I just-
[ Actually, she doesn't think she can say it. Vulnerability is painful. Talking about what happened to her is painful. So she just shakes her head and reaches past him to grab something sugary and caffeinated out of the cooler. ]
What happens when you save a place you don't wanna go back to?
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No idea.
[He doesn't think any has asked about a situation like that. It's likely a unique one, so....]
You could try asking Aurora. That might be a question she can answer, as long as you stay civil about it. She has a habit of shutting down conversations if someone is being rude to her.
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[ She juggles the coffee drink she's chosen from one hand to the other, her foot nudging her own basket. It's a weird situation for her, honestly. ]
I don't know why she'd get offended. It's a simple question, right?
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From what I've read, it's about the answers, not the questions. People get pissed off when she gives them an answer they don't like, or when she can't give them an answer at all.
[So prepare yourself for that, Asuka!]
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[ She grunts and twists the cap on the bottle and takes a swig. ]
I guess it's not a surprise. People don't like getting jerked around.
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No, but it's clear a lot of them don't have extensive experience dealing with AI.
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I don't have experience with AI. They kinda give me the creeps...
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[With some effort he's hauling his basket onto the counter, then he'll look around for some grocery bags to start tossing his coffee into. It's a pain in the ass with only one free hand, but at this point he's used to it, so he keeps talking as he works.]
In cases like Aurora, it's easiest to just assume she's roughly comparable to a human. Her natural language processing seems pretty decent, I think her limitations lie in her permissions and access restrictions rather than her information processing capabilities. But that's only my first impression of her.
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So she's just a special person. She's not going to end the world in a nuclear holocaust or anything.
[ An old movie she watched once about a killer AI. And that's obviously a joke. ]
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He decides against saying or doing anything. It's the path of least resistance (and he's kind of pushover when it comes to girls who are younger than him), so he starts shoving coffee into the bag.]
If she decides to I'm taking the fucking fight to Echo.
[Not that he doesn't want to do that already....]
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[ She scoffs. ]
Maybe you can crawl inside and find the off switch or something.
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The hell? That from a movie or something?
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[ Don't read too far into it. ]
Although I guess it coulda been in a movie sometime.
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