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Neko Archy
Guest
[DASH="blue"]"Please, have a seat, I'll make some coffee."
The apartment he leads me into...well, it's not the best, but it's not the worst. It does its job, but not much more-It's a nice place to sleep, but I wouldn't want to hang out here.
While he goes off to make coffee I just flop down on the couch and start inspecting the room. I'll need to know it fairly well if I want to jump back here for whatever reason, and something tells me that this apartment's going to become my home on this world.
Then Zypher took of his jacket and revealed himself to be a her, which was more than a bit surprising. It did explain why she sounded like she had a bad cold earlier, though...
"Gods that hurts, I tell you being a boy isn't much fun."
"Um, yeah...I can imagine..." Perhaps it's better not to tell her my experience on the subject.
She goes off to take a shower, leaving me alone with my thoughts. This world is a bit more hostile to new arrivals than I would like, but it looks like I've gotten a lucky break and some breathing room. Still, I'd be willing to bet that at some point soon those ISAF guys will try searching this apartment at random, so I'll need to move quickly...
Then Zypher comes out in some japanese bathrobe, and my attention is completely diverted towards her for a brief bit. Until politeness kicks in and I get back to examining the ceiling, of course.
"So, Zypher, how do people adjust the government to make it fit with the changing times?"
"They don't." She comes back with the coffee, setting it down on a small table in front of the couch. "The inner workings of the government are privy only to the Mad King and his servants, and they even keep their identities secret so nobody even knows who's in power."
"...And this is the same mad king who's abandoned this world?"
"Mad King, and yes."
"..Right..."
I sit up and drink some of the coffee; it is a horrible, bitter brew, and I swallow it greedily. I'm going to need friends if I want to succeed in this world and god only knows how many times I've been screwed over for minor gestures of rudeness.
That last question no doubt gave away that I am Not From Here, but she's still sitting quietly with her legs crossed, waiting for me to carry on. I doubt she's as dumb as bricks so she's probably just waiting for me to continue and eventually explain myself.
"Well that rules out a political solution...are there any rebellions going on?"
"Well, no, but-"
"Actually, scratch that, they tend to be just as bad as the people they replace."
I lean back for a bit, and start thinking for the long term-something I do exceedingly rarely, all things considered. What I really want here is a major change in the power scheme of this world, one that doesn't require me to maintain itself. The sort of thing that will change the face of the world for centuries, if not millenia to come...
"Zypher, I'm thinking of destroying the world. Want in?"[/DASH]
The apartment he leads me into...well, it's not the best, but it's not the worst. It does its job, but not much more-It's a nice place to sleep, but I wouldn't want to hang out here.
While he goes off to make coffee I just flop down on the couch and start inspecting the room. I'll need to know it fairly well if I want to jump back here for whatever reason, and something tells me that this apartment's going to become my home on this world.
Then Zypher took of his jacket and revealed himself to be a her, which was more than a bit surprising. It did explain why she sounded like she had a bad cold earlier, though...
"Gods that hurts, I tell you being a boy isn't much fun."
"Um, yeah...I can imagine..." Perhaps it's better not to tell her my experience on the subject.
She goes off to take a shower, leaving me alone with my thoughts. This world is a bit more hostile to new arrivals than I would like, but it looks like I've gotten a lucky break and some breathing room. Still, I'd be willing to bet that at some point soon those ISAF guys will try searching this apartment at random, so I'll need to move quickly...
Then Zypher comes out in some japanese bathrobe, and my attention is completely diverted towards her for a brief bit. Until politeness kicks in and I get back to examining the ceiling, of course.
"So, Zypher, how do people adjust the government to make it fit with the changing times?"
"They don't." She comes back with the coffee, setting it down on a small table in front of the couch. "The inner workings of the government are privy only to the Mad King and his servants, and they even keep their identities secret so nobody even knows who's in power."
"...And this is the same mad king who's abandoned this world?"
"Mad King, and yes."
"..Right..."
I sit up and drink some of the coffee; it is a horrible, bitter brew, and I swallow it greedily. I'm going to need friends if I want to succeed in this world and god only knows how many times I've been screwed over for minor gestures of rudeness.
That last question no doubt gave away that I am Not From Here, but she's still sitting quietly with her legs crossed, waiting for me to carry on. I doubt she's as dumb as bricks so she's probably just waiting for me to continue and eventually explain myself.
"Well that rules out a political solution...are there any rebellions going on?"
"Well, no, but-"
"Actually, scratch that, they tend to be just as bad as the people they replace."
I lean back for a bit, and start thinking for the long term-something I do exceedingly rarely, all things considered. What I really want here is a major change in the power scheme of this world, one that doesn't require me to maintain itself. The sort of thing that will change the face of the world for centuries, if not millenia to come...
"Zypher, I'm thinking of destroying the world. Want in?"[/DASH]