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

[dont_touchmyshit]

If you really want to know, 2183 CE in Earth's calendar.

At least handguns are ambidextrous, not all hope is lost then.

[bye_to_yer_head]

2183.

Strewth mate. Though I guess that explains a bit about why yer normally blue.

This ain't too far off from me. I'm from 1968.

[dont_touchmyshit]

[She'll shake her head, not believing this at all.]

Yes, I'm an alien as most humans would phrase it.

1968. Seems everyone I meet here is from the past.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Wait'll ya meet th' blokes from the 1500's. Then you'll feel really advanced.

[dont_touchmyshit]

I think I was born around then, or shortly after.

I can't wait to meet them, they'll probably chase me with torches and pitchforks. Either that or claim me as a god, I think that's happened a few times before.

[bye_to_yer_head]

After th' talking ponies being an alien or blue won't be too much of a shock.

Wait.. Yer like.. 1500 years old?

[dont_touchmyshit]

... You're bad at math aren't you?

2183-1500= 683.

I'm not that old, about 650 actually but thirty years doesn't make much of a difference.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Math ain't exactly my thing.

.... It normal t' live that long in the future?

[dont_touchmyshit]

For Asari, my race, we live lifespans of about a thousand years, sometimes longer. Humans, you tend to max out around a hundred and fifty. Some push it and get to a hundred and seventy but it's not common.

[bye_to_yer_head]

An' here I was feeling old at 37.

[dont_touchmyshit]

You have life to live yet, 37 is rather young.

[bye_to_yer_head]

I suppose it is. Though in my line 'f work I'll be lucky t' make it to fifty, much less retirement age.

[dont_touchmyshit]

Unfortunate, then again, in my line of work people tend to drop dead all of the time. Job hazard really.

[bye_to_yer_head]

But it's a good job mate. S'worth it.

If yer lookin' fer a weapon th' gun store is Downtown.

*Vague directions here because the gun store isn't on the locations page and mun can't exactly remember where it's supposed to be.*

But don't be shocked if they treat ya like dirt. This place has some strange ideas about gender roles.

[dont_touchmyshit]

As long as the job is worth it then I guess you can't complain.

Don't even get me started on that, I was about to snap the bartenders neck with my bare hands for his attitude. If he gives me the same attitude I might, it wouldn't be the first time someones questioned me.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Just wait fer when someone's on duty that isn't a drone. They usually kick them all out at night. At least in the bar they do.

*Sniper is intensely familiar with the bar, being one of the regulars at the counter.*

They should lock 'em out all the time. But I guess there aren't enough people t' work there then.

[dont_touchmyshit]

[Oh good, drinking is one of Aria's main hobbies seeing as she runs a nightclub.]

Probably not, but I'll have to go back at night when there is someone working there that I wont feel the need to snap their neck.

Are the drones always as gender role abiding in this place? it's sickening.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Probably? I'm not really sure. But that seems t' be typical in this place. I know there was a girl who had dog ears and the grocery store wouldn't let her buy anything because they thought she was a dog.

So who knows. This place is all topsy turvy.

[dont_touchmyshit]

Seems to be a key issue here, logic is turned on it's ass. Not everything is as it seems--you know a girl with dog ears?

[bye_to_yer_head]

I haven't seen her in a while now that I think about it. But I'm not real sure where she lives so...

The girl who lives in my house has a friend who's green and fuzzy. Not much to be surprised about here anymore.