ONE ♗ STARRY NIGHT [The requirement of silence still feels foreign to Lu Li, but by the end of the month she's begun to adjust somewhat. It's easy to remain silent when your own voice sounds alien to you - to communicate via text is a far better option. Life won't be good here. It will never feel normal. But at the very least, the people she's met so far have proven to be both interesting and odd. It's been so long since she feels as though she doesn't stand out amongst others.
She's become attached to the small community a little too quickly, having been starved for human companionship and contact for so long. It's something she isn't consciously aware of, even when she agrees to come along the trip. Despite her misgivings at the beginning, she sees it as a chance to learn more about the dangers they're to coexist with.
Throughout the trip, Lu Li will be doing one of two things:
(a) She'll be carrying a hefty amount of supplies, all carefully balanced on her shoulders. The weight doesn't seem to bother her - if anything, she balances the crates she has with relative ease, her sure steps never faltering. She never goes fast but she never tires, either. The small perks of having a cybernetic body. If you seem to be growing tired, she'll appear by your side to give a look at your load and then you. Are you going to put that down...?
Alternatively, Lu Li will be rearranging her load during a rest stop.]
TAKE THIS BED ROLL IF YOU LIKE.
[She nods as she holds it out.]
IT'S QUITE COLD AT NIGHT AND I DON'T NEED IT.
[(b) And, when the stars come out, Lu Li is gazing up at them in peaceful silence. It's perhaps the most relaxed she's been since she's arrived because she recognizes these constellations. Different as this Earth may be, this was still "home" in a way.]
I WISH WE COULD HEAR THE CRICKETS.
[A wistful message passed to her companion.]
HEARING THEM SING ALWAYS REMINDED ME OF HOME.
TWO ♗ SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES [No.
No.
The moment Lu Li realizes what it is they're looking at, she starts to double back. Forget her role to keep the others silent. Forget her curiosity. She thought saw horrors during the Venusian Plague, in white halls overflowing with cots. In the worn, quietly lit cells of Ji-Ok, Lu Li thought she'd see nothing worse. She was wrong. These were monsters - no, demons from Hell itself. Creatures beyond understanding, things that oozed danger and death in a frighteningly illogical way she can't wrap her head around. Her systems floods with a monotone drawl of UNIDENTIFIED ENERGY UNIDENTIFIED LIFEFORM UNIDENTIFIED as she abruptly turns to the person nearest to her, device whipped out:]
WE SHOULDN'T BE HERE.
THREE ♗ RAIN, RAIN, GO AWAY [Someone is working at House 8. As the rain falls, there's a hunched figure outside the house, forcefully hammering nails through wooden planks. There's a good pile already made, with some shaped to be what look like fenceposts. With her wet surroundings, Lu Li couldn't mark the windows in case she wanted to board them up - but she'll trust her damned machinery to do the measuring for her. She works as though in a trance, barely looking up at anyone who passes by.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
Shouldn't she be having fun instead of doing something so strange? Yeesh.]
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[The requirement of silence still feels foreign to Lu Li, but by the end of the month she's begun to adjust somewhat. It's easy to remain silent when your own voice sounds alien to you - to communicate via text is a far better option. Life won't be good here. It will never feel normal. But at the very least, the people she's met so far have proven to be both interesting and odd. It's been so long since she feels as though she doesn't stand out amongst others.
She's become attached to the small community a little too quickly, having been starved for human companionship and contact for so long. It's something she isn't consciously aware of, even when she agrees to come along the trip. Despite her misgivings at the beginning, she sees it as a chance to learn more about the dangers they're to coexist with.
Throughout the trip, Lu Li will be doing one of two things:
(a) She'll be carrying a hefty amount of supplies, all carefully balanced on her shoulders. The weight doesn't seem to bother her - if anything, she balances the crates she has with relative ease, her sure steps never faltering. She never goes fast but she never tires, either. The small perks of having a cybernetic body. If you seem to be growing tired, she'll appear by your side to give a look at your load and then you. Are you going to put that down...?
Alternatively, Lu Li will be rearranging her load during a rest stop.]
TAKE THIS BED ROLL IF YOU LIKE.
[She nods as she holds it out.]
IT'S QUITE COLD AT NIGHT AND I DON'T NEED IT.
[(b) And, when the stars come out, Lu Li is gazing up at them in peaceful silence. It's perhaps the most relaxed she's been since she's arrived because she recognizes these constellations. Different as this Earth may be, this was still "home" in a way.]
I WISH WE COULD HEAR THE CRICKETS.
[A wistful message passed to her companion.]
HEARING THEM SING ALWAYS REMINDED ME OF HOME.
TWO ♗ SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES
[No.
No.
The moment Lu Li realizes what it is they're looking at, she starts to double back. Forget her role to keep the others silent. Forget her curiosity. She thought saw horrors during the Venusian Plague, in white halls overflowing with cots. In the worn, quietly lit cells of Ji-Ok, Lu Li thought she'd see nothing worse. She was wrong. These were monsters - no, demons from Hell itself. Creatures beyond understanding, things that oozed danger and death in a frighteningly illogical way she can't wrap her head around. Her systems floods with a monotone drawl of UNIDENTIFIED ENERGY UNIDENTIFIED LIFEFORM UNIDENTIFIED as she abruptly turns to the person nearest to her, device whipped out:]
WE SHOULDN'T BE HERE.
THREE ♗ RAIN, RAIN, GO AWAY
[Someone is working at House 8. As the rain falls, there's a hunched figure outside the house, forcefully hammering nails through wooden planks. There's a good pile already made, with some shaped to be what look like fenceposts. With her wet surroundings, Lu Li couldn't mark the windows in case she wanted to board them up - but she'll trust her damned machinery to do the measuring for her. She works as though in a trance, barely looking up at anyone who passes by.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
Shouldn't she be having fun instead of doing something so strange? Yeesh.]