Not dealing with you. You kick off of the ground, climbing just above the treetops before shooting forwards, ignoring the few people you feel enter you range as you overtake them. They quickly turn, heading out of your range, but you feel a lot more relaxed now you know you can catch them by surprise.
Whatever. You fly up, only stopping when you see a town in the distance. There. You drop back down to tree height and accelerate, turning your attention inwards as the ground flies past you. Hey, you alright? You get a vague feeling of exhaustion mixed with frustration. You've been acting odd. [Feeling is tiring] You blink. Yes, it is. Omega goes quiet again, and you turn your attention back to your surroundings, the town slowly approaching over the horizon.
You start feeling vehicles as you approach, moving along a road far off to the left. Can I even hide right now? You try use your normal trick of burying your magic under Gaia but... it kind of feels like trying to pour water into a full glass, it's just flowing over and spilling out. Wonderful, no point in even trying to hide then. Rather than slow down, you keep going, passing from the trees to the buildings. Oh. The people you'd felt weren't civilians, well, most of them are. The rest are soldiers manning defences, Clocktower Soldiers. Oh for fucks sake. You let out an annoyed sigh as you get ready to burn them all, but they... don't shoot? Huh?
They look like they want to, but their guns stubbornly remain pointing down, a nervous air hanging over them. Your confusion is interrupted when you hear someone shout up to you. "Someone will be coming to talk to you shortly, please remain here." You aren't sure what you are more impressed by, the steadiness of his voice or his sheer balls to tell you what to do. [Your feelings are tiring] What? [How do you deal with them?] Uhh. You flounder for a moment before deciding to roll with it. Practice, lots and lots of practice.
Omega makes an affirmative-ish feeling and you are left alone in your head. You don't have long to be confused, as a big armoured car of some kind pulls up at dangerous speeds, pulling to a stop a little bit away from where you're floating as a tall woman steps out. Why is it always women? Every. Single. Time. You ignore the way the soldiers twitch when you suddenly drop, waiting for the woman to approach you as you internally grumble. I'm not that simple am I? Win me over with a pretty face? [You are] I didn't ask you.
The woman doesn't interrupt your whining rumination, but she does jump slightly when you snap your head to her. "What do you want?" She only pauses for a moment, recovering so quickly you aren't sure if you are imagining it.
"We would like to know why you are here." She doesn't sound nervous, but her temperature picks up slightly. Definitely nervous, she knows she's completely at my mercy. The thought helps calm you down a little, knowing that no-one here is actually a danger to you. How to do this... Honesty was almost always the best choice if you wanted to throw someone off balance.
"I'm hungry." Her temperature picks up slightly as your stare bores into her. "Dinner would be good." You don't bother hiding your amusement when the man next to her edges away from her very slightly. Still, she nods after a moment, half turning back to her car questioningly. You nod, sliding into the back seat beside her as she does her best not to fidget.
"Driver, the cafe on 7-2." You relax back into your seat as the car starts moving, drawing back your sense as you go deeper into the town. Lots of people, oww. You don't let the ache behind your eye show as you watch the woman, amused at how flustered she seems to be about the entire situation. Wow am I sending mixed signals right now. This could be interpreted as a date, if it weren't for the fact that I've probably killed more than a thousand people in the same organisation as her.
You let out a quiet hum, smirking as she freezes on the spot. Oh yeah, she's definitely not been briefed on what to do. You close your eyes, feeling her relived slump now she thinks you aren't watching. This looks like my out then. Gaia had thrown you in, intending for you to fight and fight and fight. I never said that I'd keep fighting. A short chuckle makes the woman next to you flinch, but you ignore her as you continue pulling in your sense, until it's just covering the street around you. Fucking Gaia.
You let the woman stew in silence for the rest of the drive, opening your eyes as the car pulls to a stop, an old stone cafe decorated with cheery colours waiting outside your door. "Come on." You shoulder the door open, wincing at the shriek your armour makes as it rubs against it. Tsk. The woman quickly climbs out of her own side, jogging for a moment so she catches up to you. You pick out a table by the wall, a red patterned parasol gently shifting in the breeze as you sit down with a heavy clunk, waiting just long enough for your guest to do the same before speaking. "What's on the menu?"
Strangely, she seems much calmer now, a sort of familiarity to her movements as she flicks the menu open. Huh, maybe she was a waitress at some point? She quickly skims across the pages before looking at you. "Pasta, Baguette Sandwich-" You snort, the woman only pausing for a second before continuing. "-Bacon-" She stops as you hum, having already decided on her first choice.
"Pasta will do." She nods. "Fusilli." She stands up, walking to the counter as if she was a part of the staff. Definitely a waitress of some kind. On the matter of staff, it doesn't pass you by that the place is deserted, nor that the entire street is. I wonder if this is standard procedure, or they made this just for me. Your... date- Pff- you smile at the thought, amused at the way she speeds up very slightly. She quickly passes a piece of paper on to the man behind the counter, taking two mugs and turning back to you, a pleasant aroma hitting your nose. Tea? You take it from her offering hands, making a pleased sound as you take a sip. Not bad, not bad at all.
Putting the mug down, you turn your eyes to the woman again, blinking as you notice a new addition to her heat. Earbud? Probably some kind of radio to help her. Ignoring that, you decide to actually look at her, rather than at her. Short brown-ish hair, a soft face with well defined smile lines, blindingly white teeth, green eyes. I wonder how much that tooth whitening cost. A thought occurs to you. Probably got it while doing her waitressing, get more customers if you are attractive or something. The earbud in her ear warms very slightly as electricity runs through it, only running for a few seconds. I wonder who she's talking to. You take another sip. Probably Karen.
"So quiet." She twitches slightly as you lean forwards, setting your mug down in the middle of the table with a slight clack. "Not one for conversation?" She freezes, looking like she can't decide between answering you and staying silent. Hmm. [Please stay on one emotion] You raise an eyebrow, semi-ignoring the way the woman in front of you twitches harder. [You are like a see-saw] Well stop peeking then, and where did you learn what a see-saw is?
"I'm... not sure what to say." You return your attention to the woman as she speaks, her earbud warming more as it keeps working. "I'm a bit out of my depth." You hum for her benefit, nodding at her.
"That's alright." She relaxes slightly. "Why don't you hand me that earpiece then?" And there goes her calm. "I'd like to talk to them myself." Her hand makes an aborted motion towards her head, the earbud falling silent.
"It's... only set to receive." You hum, lifting your cup for another sip, staring at her over the rim.
"Oh? That's a shame." Stupid me, how would she talk back to her if it was two way? You don't say anything else, the street falling into silence as the sound of distant cars slowly fades. Huh, did they evacuate the entire town? It was a smart move, but at the same time it kind of ticked you off.
The minutes tick by in silence, the woman across from you only keeping her nerve with a timely interruption from her earpiece. They must have some way to see us then, I wonder if it's in the earpiece or they are just watching through camera's? You poke your range outwards in curiosity, smiling when you reach the cafe's kitchen. Mmm, food's nearly done. "Food soon." She nods at you words, apparently she's starting to get used to your presence and the idea that you aren't going to set her on fire. You know, I'm not really sure who I can blame for this whole mess. Karen for being a bitch, Gaia for pressuring her, or me for being such a control freak?
The question occupies you until food comes, served by the short man from the counter and gently set onto your table. "Thank you." You nod at him politely, your guest following your lead as he retreats into the kitchen again. You know, this whole scared of me thing kind of loses it's novelty really quickly. You take a bite and smile. "This is pretty good." She nods as well, and again you aren't sure if it's because she agrees or she just doesn't want to anger you. You resist the urge to sigh, eating the rest of your meal in silence.
"I'm currently debating whether or not I'm going to stay here or leave." She doesn't quite jerk at your sudden statement, but she does twitch. "Either way, I don't feel like fighting and I'm sure that you don't want to die." She looks like she wants to nod but isn't sure if she should. Gaia, I've done what you wanted. [Yes, you have. Though I expected you wouldn't want to stop just yet.] You snort. I'm just... tired. You sigh, the weight of your vacation pressing down on you. I just want to go home, I'm done right? She's silent for a little while, long enough for you to get nervous.
[Yes, you're done.] You smile, finishing the rest of your mug and leaning back. [The Light are doing something that'll do a better job of being the antagonist than you can. I'm still deciding if part of it is out of pity for you.] Don't care. You close your eyes, stretching your arms above your head with a contented sigh. Take me back. [So sure? What a bout your date~] You blink, squinting your eyes open to look at the woman who looks halfway between confused and terrified. Not a date, I was joking.[I'm sure your girlfriend will think the same thing] Bitch. You get a feeling of smugness before she speaks again. [Still, you don't need to be The Enemy any more.]
And? [You could wait for Karen to come, she will if you wait long enough.] And why would I want to do that? [Your next job.] Hm? [What do you think fits you better, Boss or Queen?] You feel a sudden premonition of doom hanging over you. Do I even want to know? [Probably not, but you are still going to!]
You let out a deep sigh, not caring if it disturbs your nervous friend as you vent your annoyance. Will you ever stop? She doesn't respond and you let yourself flop down onto the table, absent-mindedly pushing your empty bowl out of the way as you do. How do you throttle a planet. I need to know.
"U-um?" The woman, who you just now realise that you never got her name, falls silent as you look at her, eyes locking onto her earpiece. Make peace huh?
[] Stay at the table.
[] Go home and figure out what the hell Gaia is playing at.
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