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lostcarnival2016-11-27 04:49 pm
motivenotfound) wrote in lostcarnival2016-11-27 04:49 pm
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Non Nightrunners Need Not Apply [OPEN]
Who: Mari Makinami Illustrious and YOU
What: Come hang out with Mari at the mall! She doesn't actually want you here.
When: Early on in The Matrix
Where: Local mall, or it's up to you.
Warnings: None
There's no nice way to put it. The Matrix is Fucked Up. It's immediately obvious to anyone with half a brain--or, well, half a brain that's willing to question the difference between the perceived self and the self that acts in reality, anyway. Which is to say, the Matrix isn't very difficult for Mari to wrap her head around, which is exactly why it's inevitable she'll be spectacularly insensitive to anyone struggling with it.
But she's a lot more excited than she realised she'd be. Excited to look like herself again--a version of herself that (despite everything) she still thinks of on some level as the "real" her. A version that doesn't have to worry about how many eyes she has visible at any given time and can see her own face in the mirror. For those who haven't been around the carnival terribly long (or just less than a couple years), she's barely recognisable: a bright eyed, energetic teenager with the same two-ponytail hairstyle and glasses she's always had, but human limbs and human legs--a wingless, tailless girl like any other, more concerned with herself than the world at large.
It's the perfect cover. After all, she has a job to do. One where drawing attention to herself is Bad News. So she's not so much "actively staking out" as she is "excitedly running around shopping malls and drinking caramel lattes conveniently close to the machines' agents."
And she's keeping an eye out for anyone else from the carnival who might give her away. Anyone else. If you're not a Nightrunner, you're a liability. Distancing herself from you won't work. Not this time. That's just gonna make the trouble go to you and not to her, where she can keep her eyes on it.
So. What are you up to?
What: Come hang out with Mari at the mall! She doesn't actually want you here.
When: Early on in The Matrix
Where: Local mall, or it's up to you.
Warnings: None
There's no nice way to put it. The Matrix is Fucked Up. It's immediately obvious to anyone with half a brain--or, well, half a brain that's willing to question the difference between the perceived self and the self that acts in reality, anyway. Which is to say, the Matrix isn't very difficult for Mari to wrap her head around, which is exactly why it's inevitable she'll be spectacularly insensitive to anyone struggling with it.
But she's a lot more excited than she realised she'd be. Excited to look like herself again--a version of herself that (despite everything) she still thinks of on some level as the "real" her. A version that doesn't have to worry about how many eyes she has visible at any given time and can see her own face in the mirror. For those who haven't been around the carnival terribly long (or just less than a couple years), she's barely recognisable: a bright eyed, energetic teenager with the same two-ponytail hairstyle and glasses she's always had, but human limbs and human legs--a wingless, tailless girl like any other, more concerned with herself than the world at large.
It's the perfect cover. After all, she has a job to do. One where drawing attention to herself is Bad News. So she's not so much "actively staking out" as she is "excitedly running around shopping malls and drinking caramel lattes conveniently close to the machines' agents."
And she's keeping an eye out for anyone else from the carnival who might give her away. Anyone else. If you're not a Nightrunner, you're a liability. Distancing herself from you won't work. Not this time. That's just gonna make the trouble go to you and not to her, where she can keep her eyes on it.
So. What are you up to?
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"You don't even have four eyes." Here or at the carnival. At the carnival she had way more than four. He looks at her over the shades and she can see the red and blue he hasn't bothered to hide underneath.
"Do you even need those glasses to see? Or is it just a trick?"
Maybe he could steal some of her pretzel too.
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Actually, no, you know what, he can have it.
This pretzel is hers, though. She will throw down. Don't test her.
"I could have given myself perfect vision, but where's the fun in that?" She jams the pretzel in her mouth and chews pensively for a half second. Then she speaks--with her mouth full, because Mari Makinami may or may not be Illustrious but no one claimed she was going to be classy while she was doing it.
"No bhug mh' eyes 'r gohgaj."
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"What was that?" Psi asks absentmindedly as he starts looking around. What was Mari doing here anyway? He knows she won't tell him so he looks around trying to see if he can find anything suspicious.