Issue 1 Downtime

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 4:45 pm**

A redheaded Spaniard took off her hat, and entered Nailah's nice comfy room.

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:03 pm**

"I already told you, I don't have anything more to tell you right now." she says without turning around or looking up from the desk.

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:06 pm**

"Funny, I thought you were supposed to be psychic. I don't believe we have met."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:10 pm**

Atropha spins around and in the process almost falls out of her chair.

"You..." she almost mumbles.

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:11 pm**

"Yes. Yes, me. I can see why he kept you around--a STUNNING intellect."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:16 pm**

"...what do you want?" she asks, regaining some of her composure.

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:19 pm**

"To see the General's new pet for myself. He IS sometimes prone to... sentimentality."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:22 pm**

"Is he now. I hadn't noticed."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:22 pm**

"A real softie, the general. Still, works for him. And for you, apparently."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:27 pm**

"Remind me... Why exactly would he feel sentimental about me?"

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:36 pm**

"You know, you've got me there. But he's given you the de-luxe accommodations. Top of the line, 'round these parts."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:43 pm**

"There's no denying that. It really has it all, even sentient walls."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:44 pm**

"The better to see you with, my dear."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:57 pm**

"Yet you still had to come in here and bother me."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:58 pm**

"Oh, I'M sorry. Am I being a bother. Oh, deary me."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:14 pm**

"Honestly, from the ones I've met here so far you're by far the least bothersome."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:19 pm**

"Oh, then you DIDN'T talk to the General about me."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:23 pm**

"Yes, I'm sure you're the worst. First impressions are overrated. Let's start over, shall we?"

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:25 pm**

"Alright," she said, amused. "So, what brings you to this prison?"

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:34 pm**

"Look at the city out there. It's better for this conflict to end and I chose a side. If it'll make a difference remains to be seen."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:38 pm**

"Bullshit. Little pussy afraid of being sent to the pound, scratching at doors, looking to come in."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:45 pm**

"This is the pound. I have no reason to be here but personal interest in your success."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:46 pm**

"Their success."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:50 pm**

"Curious... Then what brings you here?"

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:55 pm**

"My whims, mostly. That and the food."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 7:00 pm**

"Just that? No... sentimentality? I'm sure the other side has good food too."

Posted: **Thu Jun 16, 2011 7:01 pm**

Sentimentality for what? A second class hotel on a second class world?

Posted: **Fri Jun 17, 2011 2:02 am**

"You tell me. There's something that makes your whims bring you here, no?"

Posted: **Fri Jun 17, 2011 2:12 am**

"Sure. I was born here. Other than that? It's much like anywhere else."

Posted: **Fri Jun 17, 2011 2:17 am**

"And of all the places you could be at you decided to check on me. Should I be flattered?"

Posted: **Fri Jun 17, 2011 2:35 am**

"Hardly. I like to make sure our....guests are comfortable."

Posted: **Fri Jun 17, 2011 2:39 am**

"And now it's 'our' instead of 'their' again." she chuckles. "Tell yourself what you want, you're not that detached afterall."

Posted: **Fri Jun 17, 2011 2:40 am**

"And what would YOU know about it," she said, not breaking her sense of ease.

Posted: **Fri Jun 17, 2011 2:50 am**

"More than you want to give me credit for, apparently. We all need something to believe in."

Posted: **Fri Jun 17, 2011 2:51 am**

"You're being very mysterious, aren't you? Why should I believe you know anything at all, pussy?"

Posted: **Fri Jun 17, 2011 3:02 am**

"I know your real name is Altamira Vasquez and that you come from a small town called Santillana del Mar. You're a telepath but that barely matters anymore compared to what you are now, does it? Want me to go on?"

Posted: **Fri Jun 17, 2011 3:04 am**

Harbinger yawned.

"Very good, kitty. Now, tell me something that I DON'T know yet. Tell me what WILL happen."

Posted: **Fri Jun 17, 2011 3:34 am**

"Worried about what's going to happen to you or simply curious if there's knowledge for you to exploit?"

Posted: **Fri Jun 17, 2011 4:03 am**

"Let's say the former, then."

Posted: **Fri Jun 17, 2011 4:34 am**

"There's no need to worry. You'll have whatever world you choose at your feet eventually. Well... if you're patient enough until he sets you free again that is."

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