Post by hweri on Apr 13, 2010 20:22:23 GMT -5
Hweri, savior of Touchdown City's castaway creatures, was walking those selfsame streets. The Trasi was curious about how life was lived away from his habitat of creatures. Its not that he didn't get out much....well he didn't. But that wasn't the main thing. He just wanted to see some people, and talk to creatures other than those that resided in his cranium.
You know Hweri, that's not a bad Idea. Mirka and I will try to keep your phobia attacks down to a bare minimum; so you can enjoy yourself.
Hweri smiled. "Thanks Carissa." He liked that she was always looking out for him, even though she WAS a fabrication.
YEAH, YEAH. HOW SICKENINGLY SWEET OF YOU WOMAN. WHAT HWERI NEEDS TO DO, HOWEVER, IS HELP ME GET RID OF THESE MEAT BAGS THAT INFEST THIS CITY. WITH THEM GONE, I'M SURE WE'LL ALL BE MUCH HAPPIER.
I'm sure you don't really believe that, metal for brains. Those 'meat bags' are more useful than you'd have credit.
MIRKA, YOU BASTARD. I'VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH YOU AND YOUR SMART-ASS ANSWERS. I'M GOING TO-
" Shut up Karazone." Hweri tapped his head, sounding out a faint dull clang. Karazone shut up, thankfully, and he sighed as he pushed some of his purple hair out of his eyes.
He continued walking down the streets, observing the different types of people that passed by him. Some were taller, some were shorter, some were younger....it was a veritable rainbow of peoples. Hweri had studied some of this city's history, of course, but it was always interesting to SEE those results. He chuckled, startling a Jackal neebu that was leaning against the wall; talking to a skassi. They both looked as he started stroking the orange and black stripe head that came out of the sleeve of his denim jacket. He merely smiled at them as Catiss peeked at them with large black eyes. They filed him under 'crazy' and continued their conversation.
:Hey Hweri?:
"Yes Barr?"
:Do you think....do you think that we could go to the museum?:
"Sure Barr." Hweri smiled at his childlike personality. Barr was so inquisitive. It was refreshing when compared to the Open agression of Karazone, the Stoic silence of Mirka, or the Henlike mothering of Carissa.
That wasn't nice Hweri. I'm no hen.
The trasi laughed again. "No, no. You're right. I'm sorry Carissa. That was rude of me."
Hweri continued, grabbing a city map from a stand and gazing at the screen absently. A museum would be a good place to start on his observational tour of the city. And it would be a favor to Barr. Hweri tried to do as much as he could for that personality as he could. It was almost like taking care of his many animals...only he had to deal with Barr all the time. Better to keep him as happy as he could.
COULD YOU PROBABLY STEAL SOME WEAPONRY FROM THAT OLD ARMORY? IT'S TECHNICALLY A MUSEUM, AND YOU COULD MAKE ME HAPPY.
Like he'd go out of his way to placate you, you brute.
CARISSA! YOU'RE GETTING ON MY NERVES!
Not like its that hard, Karazone.
Hweri sighed. It was going to be a trial getting to the museum in this state.
You know Hweri, that's not a bad Idea. Mirka and I will try to keep your phobia attacks down to a bare minimum; so you can enjoy yourself.
Hweri smiled. "Thanks Carissa." He liked that she was always looking out for him, even though she WAS a fabrication.
YEAH, YEAH. HOW SICKENINGLY SWEET OF YOU WOMAN. WHAT HWERI NEEDS TO DO, HOWEVER, IS HELP ME GET RID OF THESE MEAT BAGS THAT INFEST THIS CITY. WITH THEM GONE, I'M SURE WE'LL ALL BE MUCH HAPPIER.
I'm sure you don't really believe that, metal for brains. Those 'meat bags' are more useful than you'd have credit.
MIRKA, YOU BASTARD. I'VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH YOU AND YOUR SMART-ASS ANSWERS. I'M GOING TO-
" Shut up Karazone." Hweri tapped his head, sounding out a faint dull clang. Karazone shut up, thankfully, and he sighed as he pushed some of his purple hair out of his eyes.
He continued walking down the streets, observing the different types of people that passed by him. Some were taller, some were shorter, some were younger....it was a veritable rainbow of peoples. Hweri had studied some of this city's history, of course, but it was always interesting to SEE those results. He chuckled, startling a Jackal neebu that was leaning against the wall; talking to a skassi. They both looked as he started stroking the orange and black stripe head that came out of the sleeve of his denim jacket. He merely smiled at them as Catiss peeked at them with large black eyes. They filed him under 'crazy' and continued their conversation.
:Hey Hweri?:
"Yes Barr?"
:Do you think....do you think that we could go to the museum?:
"Sure Barr." Hweri smiled at his childlike personality. Barr was so inquisitive. It was refreshing when compared to the Open agression of Karazone, the Stoic silence of Mirka, or the Henlike mothering of Carissa.
That wasn't nice Hweri. I'm no hen.
The trasi laughed again. "No, no. You're right. I'm sorry Carissa. That was rude of me."
Hweri continued, grabbing a city map from a stand and gazing at the screen absently. A museum would be a good place to start on his observational tour of the city. And it would be a favor to Barr. Hweri tried to do as much as he could for that personality as he could. It was almost like taking care of his many animals...only he had to deal with Barr all the time. Better to keep him as happy as he could.
COULD YOU PROBABLY STEAL SOME WEAPONRY FROM THAT OLD ARMORY? IT'S TECHNICALLY A MUSEUM, AND YOU COULD MAKE ME HAPPY.
Like he'd go out of his way to placate you, you brute.
CARISSA! YOU'RE GETTING ON MY NERVES!
Not like its that hard, Karazone.
Hweri sighed. It was going to be a trial getting to the museum in this state.
