First transmission

[dont_touchmyshit]

A. [ Action | Outside 3476 Erwin Street ]

[Aria has not had a pleasant morning. On top of waking up to find herself in a strange place, in stranger clothes and an even stranger body beside a random human male she now also has no pants. After having a minor panic attack at how disgustingly primitive everything in the house is she's stolen her husbands pants, stolen a jacket and decided to figure out where she is and what the meaning of all of this is.]

B. [ Action| Olney's Tavern ]

[After being slightly unsettled by the ant-like conformity of Erwin Street, Aria has found the Tavern. If the shouting isn't loud enough to be heard by passers by then she certainly can be heard inside the bar giving the drone a piece of her mind about his service.]

C. [ Action| John Doe Park]

[Seeing as she has no where better to be and the biggest open space happens to be the park, hopefully she can find someone here that isn't going to berate her for wearing pants or wanting a drink.]

Comments

C

[technophiling]

[So there's this young human-shaped thing, out walking what seems to be a troupe of sentient pastries on leashes. Instead of walking past Aria, he slows and stops, watching her.]

You look new.

[dont_touchmyshit]

[Aria will stare at the... pastries... she's not even sure what to call those really. Not to mention the fact that they have faces. Can today get any stranger?]

What gave you that impression?

[technophiling]

You're wearing the usual bewildered and slightly frustrated expression. Do you have housemates to ease you into things, at least?

[dont_touchmyshit]

Not right now, but at least you're the first person I've talked to here that hasn't thought I'm insane for wearing pants. So, maybe I'm not going completely insane after all.

[technophiling]

Yeah, that's... a common complaint women seem to have here. Just ignore the drones, though. Nothing's going to happen if you do wear them, at least to my knowledge.

[dont_touchmyshit]

Hm, guess I'll just have to make some alterations myself then.

[She'll watch him for a moment before stretching out, nearly lounging where she's sitting.]

Drones, so I assume that's what you call the too happy nosy humans here? Humans who have never seen a woman wear pants before apparently, tch. This entire place is primitive.

[technophiling]

That would be them, yes. They're irritating, but harmless, as a general rule. Sometimes things go all to hell and everything and everyone will try to kill you, but such is Mayfield, unfortunately.

C

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Sniper is also in the park, shooting arrows into one of the nearby trees, barely even giving her a glance as she walks by.*

[dont_touchmyshit]

[She'll stop to watch a moment, not even sure what the weapon is he's firing but mildly entertained for a few minutes.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

*At this point he's used to people staring at him. Either because they're from the future and have no idea what he's doing, or because they're from the 'present' and think he's pretending to be Robin Hood.*

G'day.

I ain't gonna shoot ya if that's what yer thinking.

*He's gotten that question a few times too.*

[dont_touchmyshit]

Wasn't worried about being shot, you seemed focused.

[But she's one of those strange people form the future, and sadly an alien to boot so she's curious.]

What is that weapon? Seems rather...basic.

[bye_to_yer_head]

What .. It's a bow.

They don't have bows where ya come from?

[dont_touchmyshit]

We tend to lean toward guns, rocket launchers, anti-particle beams.

If they're around I haven't seen any.

C

[electrowhipit]

[ She might also find a 20-foot-tall blue robot poking around one of the trees. He can't really garden like this, so he likes to go to the part to check on the trees. ]

[dont_touchmyshit]

[That is a really big mech, she's curious as to why it's poking around in the trees. Mechs don't usually bother with foliage, especially not really big ones. She'll stop to watch a moment.]

[electrowhipit]

[ BECAUSE TREES.

He plucks a dead branch from one, and moves to set it down, which is when he notices her. Despite his lacking in proper facial features, he manages to look embarrassed. ]

Oh, sorry! I didn't see you there.

[dont_touchmyshit]

[That surprises the hell out of Aria and she'll cross her arms frowning. Mechs don't have emotions, is this a really good VI or... dare she even think of it, an AI?]

What are you doing with the tree?

[electrowhipit]

Taking care of it, I guess. [ an embarrassed little chuckle ] It's easy because I'm so tall.

[dont_touchmyshit]

I see... What exactly are you? You're not a mech...

[She'll cross her arms, obviously not even slightly intimidate by the massive Robot-AI-mech-thing. But she is eyeing him over sceptically.]

.. an AI?

C

[theverymodel]

[Obviously a Salarian is just what you expect to find in your 1950s town. Mordin doesn't recognize Aria, human body and all, so he continues trying to determine what he can find about the foliage with his newly regained omnitool]

[dont_touchmyshit]

[It's been a strange day, but seeing a Salarian is cause to brighten her mood a little, at least she isn't the only one from her universe kicking around this bizarre town. But watching him scan plants will make her stop and stare a moment.]

....a salarian scanning trees, now I've seen everything.

[theverymodel]

Searching for irregularities. Entire town irregular.

Relieved to avoid explaining species.

[dont_touchmyshit]

Until this morning I was Asari, don't get me started on irregularities.

[theverymodel]

Physiological transformations quite puzzling. Eventually reset. Correct body came in mail. Not logical.

[To put it mildly]

[dont_touchmyshit]

Your body came in the what?

[You are getting a very strange look. It's about as logical as the rest of her day has been, transforming alien car included.]

I guess as long as I do get it back that'll be something. So, how long have you been trapped in this.. place?