2 Things To Fight For.

[tofightfor]

[1 - Hastings Boulevard - Morning before school/work.]

[Fang's taking to running laps up and down the street bright and early every morning as she can't stand being cooped up in that house. She's never done well staying in one place too long and Mayfield is going to be no exception to this. She didn't like Cocoon for a plethora of reasons but one of the main ones was the artificial environment it had. Mayfield isn't quite as bad as Cocoon but it's bad enough that it's still making her feel like a tiger trapped in a cage. Thusly, this is one of her coping methods. It's not as great as the weapons practice she's started up doing in the house and in the backyard but there's only so much of that anyone can stand.]



[2 - Mayfield High School - During the school day in the halls.]

[So apparently, she's a, uh... Teacher? What the hell. Not like this place made much sense anyway and at least it's a subject she can... Mostly handle. Though what precisely she'd supposed to do with these kids is still a little trying in a place like this... Either way, she's been making it through the classes without looking like a complete buffoon which counted for something. Now though it's between classes and she doesn't have anything this coming period but she does the period after. What the hell is she supposed to do with herself until then?]



[3 - After school - Leaving school grounds/Way home from work - Starting at school and walking streets of Mayfield back to Hastings - Reasonable that she may get lost and not realize she's lost.]

[The day was over. Kids were wondering about here and there, some lingering around the school grounds and others running away as quickly as possible. Fang couldn't blame either set. She'd stick around for a little bit in case anyone had questions before heading out herself. While she learned quick, she was still getting a feel for the town and all it's possible short cuts and cross streets. The alphabet was similar enough that she was able to read it, or maybe she just magically learned how to read is since being teleported here. Who knew but either way, many streets would be crossed before figuring her way back 'home'.]



[4 - Phone Open to all - Evening.]

[She's pretty sure she all ready knows the answer to this but... She's just gotta try.]
No one's 'appened t'see a fair skinned, cheery girl with pigtails an' red 'air runnin' about, yea?

Comments

[tofightfor]

Not so familia' with androids. [Okay, she sort of hated admitting she didn't know things like this for... A plethora of reasons but... This guy seemed pretty helpful.]

[nanocerancowboy]

But you're familiar with computers at least?

[tofightfor]

Yeah. [She's not extensively familiar with them but... She's got some ideas.]

[nanocerancowboy]

That's th' only real important thing to th' "virtual simulation" idea.

[With mild amusement in his voice, Gat adds:]

As for androids, well—that's only relevant 'cause that's what I am. Though th' common term for folks like me, where I come from, is "CAST."

[tofightfor]

[Fang.... Isn't even going to begin to pretend that she fully gets what he's talking about. She's... Got a vague idea, heard everyone else talk about things on Cocoon enough that it... Sort of makes sense but they never had much in the computer realm on Gran Pulse.]

An' why they call ya that?

I've been looking into if CAST has a meaning, but most Phantasy Star stuff was never translated D:

[nanocerancowboy]

[There's a beat before Gat responds. He sounds a little embarrassed.]

Well—uh, I'd tell ya if'n I could remember. I've been through my share of close calls where I'm from, an' so some of my memories ain't what they used to be.

Oh, that's unfortunate! I'm sure it'd mean something awesome.

[tofightfor]

[Fang can understand having holes in your memory all too well. It's a horrible place to be and she silently sympathizes with him.]

Well, 'opefully ya can get it back or maybe sumone else ya know can remind ya.

Speaking of being off my game ... I meant to tag this back weeks ago D:

[nanocerancowboy]

But if'n you ain't familiar with androids—th' best way I can describe myself is that I'm built rather than bred. But I ain't like a machine, 'least not like th' ol' cogs-an'-gears type. CAST bodies're designed to replicate a lot of th' same functions as a human's.

[tofightfor]

[She's gonna need a minute to process that.]

So ya built t'work like a person?

[nanocerancowboy]

Jus' about. Case in point, back where I'm from us CASTs don't go see mechanics when we've got a problem—we see doctors.

[tofightfor]

'ows that work?

[nanocerancowboy]

Yanno how I said we CASTs ain't th' cogs-an'-gears type? CAST bodies take after th' human anatomy in a lotta ways. We got skin an' muscles comprised of cells much like ya'll do. Got our own cardiovascular system, too. It ain't made from th' same things as organic folk, but it does th' same jobs.

[tofightfor]

An' what's it made of then? [This was... Kind of interesting actually.]

This part's a bit headcanon-y but it's based on real-life medical research mostly, as a note!

[nanocerancowboy]

For starters, what we got for blood is really several different components. Rather than red blood cells, we've got chemicals like PFC's that deliver oxygen an' remove carbon dioxide. Nutrients're carried that way too. An' just like ya'll have platelets that stop blood loss, we've got lil' platelet-like spheres made of biodegradable polyesters. We've also got small machines that repair damage an' stop infections.

Hey, as long as it makes sense, right?

[tofightfor]

[Okay... Maybe she shouldn't have asked because the whole explanation didn't... Entirely make sense to her.]

Right. [A pause] So the short of it's ya got a bunch stuff in ya that mimics 'ow everythin' in the 'uman body does?

True, true :D

[nanocerancowboy]

Right you are. We might not be made of th' same stuff, but in th' end most of it functions jus' like what ya'll've got.

[tofightfor]

An' the point of makin' sumthin' so simila' t'humans but not was?

[nanocerancowboy]

CAST technology's jus' like anything else, always changin' an' improvin'. Now there's a lot I don't know about Gurhalian history, but I do know what I am now ain't what CASTs used to be when they were first made centuries ago. Back then th' human designers were lookin' to create adaptable machines that could replace humans in hazardous workin' environments, such as th' hard vacuum of space.

My original homeworld had a different approach to android technology, I'll admit. Took a lil' gettin' used to when I got an overhaul.