(un)Isolated

[madf0x]

It was time for that unpleasant part of the week. Due to his nature Viktor had set up a routine to get some exercise at least once a week, it would do no good to suffer even more from his weakness all because he didnt exercise his flesh a bit. For this reason he often made out to a select spot he never saw anyone else go to. A rather isolated little haven, free from the bustles of the city life, in a secreted corner of the alleyways.

Viktor trotted his way through the streets to his designation where he could enjoy the outdoors to the bare minimum he knew he required. He past a few people and was always self-conscious the closer he had to get to other people on his trek from home to his little hideaway. He never directly noticed the people but digital eyes where everywhere in some form or fashion. It was rather convenient almost everyone carried a phone of some sort. It wasnt difficult to pick up the signals after hooking his up in promiscuous mode and then judging location based upon signal strength and satellite triangulation.

Eventually he came to the first alleyway section to his destination and walked down, taking the awkward path to where he wanted to go, relying on the benefits of memory to guide him. Viktor moved slowly of course but it was of no grave importance to him or really anyone else. He arrived at his chosen spot: a rectangular 'clearing' surrounded by the tall buildings and a single bench, a blatant dead end with only one immediate exit and entrance. He stumbled on it a few weeks ago while tracking down a moving signal. He wasn't paying attention to his surroundings and hit the same dead end. It didnt seem like anyone ever went there, ever, judging from its cleanliness.

Viktor walked around his spot, tracing the perimeter and stretching his limbs. It was peaceful and allowed him to go over a project he was working on in his head. Sometimes the best work was done when you just walk away from the interface. He froze however, when he heard a distinct sound from the alleyway. He never encountered someone else here before and the one way out leading to the noise sent him high gear into paranoia. Was he followed? Was it dangerous? Was there any other way out?

He ran through his memory of the area, trying to think of anything that could help him in this situation. he was downright panicking but he didnt show it, after all the truly paranoid work best while panicking. Unfortunately the options where slim so he resorted to taking out RRAWR from his pocket; a not so sleek handgun he modded so that a blind jovian such as himself could use it effectively. He aimed it right down the entrance, waiting for whatever was getting closer.

[Aubre [~]]

( I tried this already..stupid thing froze.)
Aubre came to a breathlss stop, breath escaped in breathless gasps, and her legs screamed for relief.One hand unfurle from its clenched position to brace itself against the wall, but was quickly pulled back toward her trembling torso. Those walls were dirty, no doubt some enterprising parasite had been about to burrow into her skin, she shivered. Why had she bothered to come outside today? Eyes slowly lowered to her arms, one was folded across her chest holding a bug-eyed little creature that wa a mix of Bonsai and turtle. Next to that little creature rested a small brwn lump, which was no longer recognizable as a small loaf of freshly baked bread.

In an out of character show of anger, Aubre threw the lump to the ground, and shifted her pet to her free arm. Te glare that was directed at the bread soon aded however, and turned into a look of horror. Knees shaking Aubre collapsed in front of it, and murmured quietly:
"I'm sorry.."
No doubt she had just angered the gods of food and bread, if there wa such a thing. Though itw as no longer suitable for eating the girl gingerly picked the bag back up, pausing as something crased behind her. Green eyes swung backwards in fear, and she shot to her feet. Had that monste followed her here?

Legs prepared to run, but nothing appeared. Still frightened she began stumbling in what she hope was a way toward her apartment. Her mind gnawed at the memories of recent events. T girl had entered a smal bakery, she could smell the oil from the ovens, and the sweet smell of cooking pastries. She had poked at the loaves of wrapped bread, and checked for mold. The girl had managed to wrestle her card into working in the scanner, even when the robot's constant repeating of:
"Card I.N.V.A.L.I.D."
Rang in her ears, the round little mounds atop her heads twitched at the memory. The day had been free of mental or pphysical torture, unil the doors slid open in front of her, the sound of "HAVE A NICE DAY" faded when she caught the eyes of the hulking monster before her.

Someone had believed it a good idea to mix Cheetah and Greyhound, the eyes hone like rubies. Though the beast was leashed, and collared, its tail wagged and she could practically hear its evil thoughts. Clutching her own pet to hr chst she had raced from the room, the dog letting out happy little barks as it broke free from its affluent owner's, an older woman's, grip. The girl fled.

Long after the owner had retrieved the monste, which was nothing more than a clumsy puppy, Aubre had continued running.

Now she was here.

The girl snappeed from her reverie, eyes scanned her surroundings. She saw a secluded little park, and a single person with arms outstretched in a diving-like pose. A flash of metal caught her eyes and she screamed, dropping Erbuu to the floor.

She had escaped this monster only to fall into the hands of a gun-wielding maniac. Unless that dog was his ally. The girl dropped to her knees, praying to the gods of wheat to forgive her.
Ears flattened to her skull, her nose twitched nervously as she allowed herself to speak, and prayed that it would be enough to save her from this lunatic:
"......I have no money..."
Did the gods of wheat dislike liars?
"Not a lot of money...please don't shoot me mister."
Why did this shit always happen to her?

[madf0x]

Viktor listened to the voice that appeared quake. Judging from the small limits RRAWR let him perceive he could tell it belonged to a small female. At least small to most people, she would just be a tad bit shorter than himself. Other than that he could not directly perceive much. He questioned the authenticity of her plead and hesitantly figured she wasnt that big of a threat. Although, one could never be too careful.... He slowly rested the gun down to his side and put it away.

"...sorry." He said softly, wishing he didnt need to speak at all. Part of his mind was still working on the mental problem he had been going through but now he was questioning why this girl showed up where she did. Lost like I was? I guess it would be possible. Unless I was traced? Argh, still should get out of here.

He stared blankly at this arrival although mentally he was turning his head around, still examining the area for some form of escape.

[Aubre [~]]

Aubre knew that most robbers usually screamed orders. They usually told their victims not to move, and to hand over the goods. Judging from what her ears, which were kin to mouse ears and keener than human ones, could pick up he hadn't moved towards her to grab any goodies. For just a moment she was tempted to look up and see the robber, though it might be a murderer' face. Scenes from movies that involved bank-robberies flashed through her mind however, and she decided that this mugger, who might be inexperienced, had forgotten or had taken her being too scared to move for a fact. Just when the strain of staring at the ground, and into the frightened eyes of her Treetle the mugger spoke. The earlier decision was quickly overturned, and her face rose to allow her to stare at the stranger, who did not seem interested. In a quest voice, her heart hammering in her chest he asked the question that raced through her skull, begging to be asked.
"For what?"
Maybe he was sorry for scaring her, but you wouldn't be waving a gun around if you didn't want to frighten folks. A better solution began to stir in her brain, and she stiffened, what if he was apologizing for something he hadn't done yet? Rape? He could have easily knocked her out, and guns had no place in a sexual assault, that left another possibility. She had just run into a serial killer, or murderer to be.

The gun had disappeared but Aubre's nervousness remained. It could be that the man was unsure of his aim at such a distance and hoped to lure her closer. She doubted that however, even she could shoot someone from his distance. Not that she ever would, she reassured whatever gods were listening before turning her thoughts to her own body, which was thankfully in one piece but not exactly relaxed. Her knees ached from being pressed into the gravel ridden alleyway, and the smell of garbage did not help to make this an anymore comfortable experience.

Like a peasant before nobility she waited to be told to move, watching as her 'companion' stood before her, staring at an empty alley. Was there something behind her?

The girl spun around, bread dropping to the ground, her palm smashed into the slightly warm pile of dough, leaving a star like impression.

Nothing...

Though not at all sure, though beginning to suspect, that she was in no danger of being mugged, she decided o ask:
"Who are you?"
In an almost apologetic voice she added:
"I'm sorry to bother you...you don't need to answer if your a secret agent or something, feel free to make something up ..I didn’t mean to bother you, I was lost..."
The girl turned toward the secluded little park, it didn't seem like a bad place, unless you were alone and vulnerable.. it seemed the type of place where no one could hear you scream.

[madf0x]

Viktor didnt feel like responding to her first question. Or rather, he wasnt paying attention enough to even hear what she said. His focus was on minimalizing this experience as much as possible, cutting away as much interaction as he could. However he could tell the girl was still afraid, which could prove to be problematic, fear makes people jumpy.

The young male took in a deep breath and let out a sigh, trying to focus on the girl. After a few odd seconds of thinking he started, "I am just a random nobody in a random corner of the city. I don't know why you came to this little corner of the city but I only came here for exercise."

[Orca]

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