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| (2012-11-16 - 2012-11-16) |
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| Valencia | Valencia is walking back to the second district of Traverse Town, carrying an armful of electronic equipment while pulling a small cart of other equipment behind her, "Don't know what half this stuff is, but they said that it was more advanced than an alchemy lab. I can probably find a few beakers and a still somewhere else anyway." she says to herself, "You liked him, so he can't be all that bad." she says to the bird automaton that flies next to her as they walk along. |
| Sammy Colt | Sammy Colt: Turk Extraordinaire is wandering around Traverse town with his shades on, earpiece and possibly the largest ice cream cone that would not be considered a weapon of mass delicious. His tongue flicks out to lick the creamy goodness of the chocolate sphere every once in a while. One would ask why Sammy is out and about when there are objectives handed to him by Rufus - well, too bad. Only Sammy knows. 'By accident', the kid crosses the path of Valencia, sorceress and computer genius, and 'by accident', Sammy doesn't see where he's going and trips right over the small cart, spilling to the ground as the terribly oversized ice cream cone goes SPLAT against the sidewalk. |
| Valencia | Looking over at Sammy as she hears the crash, Valencia spins around and says, "Oh! Oh... That's not good." before she kneels down and offers a hand to Sammy saying, "Are you alright? I didn't think I was going to cause that much of a problem hauling this around." before she looks at the icecream cone and says, "And... Well, that's no good." before she picks up the ice cream cone, then grins before she slides it behind her back, then with what might be seen as a quick sparkle of starlight, she passes it out in front of her again and... It seems as though the icecream on the sidewalk is gone, and is now on the cone again! Odd, isn't it? "Here you are, my apologies for getting in your way." she says as she hands it back to Sammy with a smile. |
| Sammy Colt | "Wow!" Sammy exaclaims after accepting the hand up AND a newly formed ice cream cone. "That's amazing!" He exclaims, looking at the ice cream cone after lowering his shades. "You must be a wiz with spells and stuff." He says with a pause, glancing down at Valencia's equipment in the cart. "I hope I didn't damage any of that stuff you're carrying..." He says, acting innocent before squinting at the electronics, "What is all that, anyhow?" |
| Valencia | Shaking her head, Valencia says, "No, it seems alright." then pauses before saying, "Hm... Just some simple research equipment, nothing extraordinary. I'm just a bit of a generalist when it comes to magic. A little bit of everything, though I guess it might look impressive to someone who has little experience with it." she then looks up and down at Sammy and says, "...Although it is a bit odd that someone your age would be going out in a suit. From what I've seen around here, most people would prefer more... Casual clothing." |
| Sammy Colt | Sammy looks down at his attire. "what's wrong with a suit? Don't I look 'cool' and 'classy'?" He asks, a bit hurt from the implication that someone his 'age' wouldn't wear such fine and expensive clothing. The kid takes a pause to remember that he does in fact look younger than he is. She probably thinks Sammy's fourteen. "My friend says it 'suits' me." He says, trying to change the tone of the conversation with a joke before chuckling a little and licking the ice cream. Why oh why didn't he get french vanilla? "So... You know how to work magic and machines? That's pretty skilled! I'm only starting to get the hang of either of them. It usually ends up with an explosion." He states with a nervous shuffling of the dirt. |
| Valencia | "Well yes." Valencia says, "I do quite a few different things. Science, magic, sor-" she says before pausing, and remembering the reaction she got when she first displayed sorcery, "Well, you know. Scholarly things." she then pauses before saying, "I guess the suit is alright. It's just not what most people your age would probably be wearing. They'd probably go for something more comfortable." |
| Sammy Colt | "It's very comfortable!" Sammy interjects, going so far as to adjust his collar with his free hand. "Ahem!" He clears his throat as he returns to 'professional' Sammy. (Which is not really that professional). "So, like, do you have a place where you do this magic and science? Mience? Scagic?" He asks, poking at her mentally for any idea as to where he can track her down if he needed to c.c |
| Valencia | "Science and magic can deal with the same forces, if you know how to do things properly." Valencia says, "Ultimately, the difference is in methodology. Of course, one who studies magic using a strict regimen of experimentation could be considered..." she then pauses before saying, "I'm sorry, I was going off on a tangent, wasn't I? But anyway, no I don't. Unfortunately, there isn't a place that I use for experimentation or the like at the moment." |
| Sammy Colt | "Oh? No place? Do you have power for anything in here?" He asks before taking a second to gasp at her. "You power it with magic!? Wow! You sure are amazing!" Obviously, he's trying to get her to say something modest, but Sammy is Sammy and he is incredibly good at playing the innocent idjit. It turns out that magic ice cream also doesn't melt as fast as normal ice cream, so luckily for him, he doesn't have gobs of chocolate ice cream goo all over his suit. |
| Valencia | "Well..." Valencia says, "You could put in an etheric magentosphere inverter to power it. Or a crystalline electro-harmonizer to increase the efficiency of basic power sources such as you might find around the town. There's lots of things you can do, really." |
| Sammy Colt | "I'd just tap into the local power grid and run some cables into a truck or cave. I mean, most places don't use all the power their given." Sammy says, pointing at a few overhanging power lines. "Oh! You could also technically use the third rail of the train that runs around here to get nice power jolts! You could totally hold those in some kind of battery!" ... Yes, Sammy is smart. Sammy also is bad at remaining under cover. "but... That's just me." |
| Valencia | "Really..." Valencia says, "And here your devices blow up quite frequently. I can't imagine why, you sound -quite- competent." before she shrugs and says, "You don't have to be -that- secretive you know. Obviously you have more expertise when it comes to power than the average oh... Fourteen year old, maybe? Not everyone knows how to jerry rig things like that, especially not for a notably scientific operation." |
| Sammy Colt | "Well. They usually blow up because I forget to regulate it, or someone decides that it isn't 'cool' enough and slices it through with their extending baton." Thanks. Rufus. "That being said, I haven't seen many 'average' anythings around this area. You in particular. I mean, you remade my ice cream cone and you're carrying around a ton of electronics. It does get a kid wondering what someone's doing." Sammy says with a smile, "Kids are curious, after all... Buuuut, I do wonder... if you say, had... A machine... that could potentially transfer you into a computerized world... How would you theoretically interface with the machine as to ensure that you could easily pull yourself out?" All theoretical... of course. |
| Valencia | "Computerized..." Valencia says before nodding then looking around, before she picks up an old newspaper on the ground, then takes some plastic cartilage as they start to sparkle then form a pen filled with ink, and a piece of good paper. "Now, some parts of my world were more advanced than others... We had a few computers, but not too many. The inherent problem with pulling yourself out is that any programs inside the computer would most likely be able to supersede exterior commands, unless a dedicated physical line from the outside was plugged into the point of entry. Even then, you could get blocked on your way in and out of a place like that." |
| Sammy Colt | Sammy nods, slowly trying to move toward Valencia, more over to look over her shoulder than anything else. The ice cream is unceremoniously dumped into a nearby wastebin, the cone sticking upwards as critters from all around flock to the now disposed goo glob to get a few licks. "Right, and the issue... Theorhetically, is that if someone wanted to go in and out, but didn't know if they could go out, they could possibly become stuck in the computer world - right?" |
| Valencia | "Well, you could... Possibly have some sort of coordination that allows you to find just where the person is, then use a physical connection to extract them at will." Valencia says, "I don't know much beyond that. You could get stuck, but depending on the type of transportation age might not be an issue. Though depending on how the digital world is represented, it could be terribly alien or artificial in appearance." |
| Sammy Colt | Sammy ponders for a moment, "Do you think one could send in a mechanical scout? Like, send in a camera so you can see what's on the other side and then test pulling it out? Perhaps an unmanned drone." Sammy's brain has begun thinking like a Turk again. "Or perhaps a squad could be sent in with clear orders to find the entry point and the exit and secure it so that entering and leaving could be done seamlessly..." He's more talking to himself now |
| Valencia | "A -squad-?" Valencia says looking quite surprised, "Hold on, who do you work for if you have access to that kind of resources?" she asks |
| Sammy Colt | Sammy doesn't seem too bothered about his next few words, "ShinRa Corp. Pleasure to meet you. The name's Sammy Colt and you've been incredibly helpful!" He says, smiling at Valencia as he holds out his hand for her to shake. "If I may, I'd like to know your name so I can recommend your services for future projects!" |
| Valencia | "Well, it depends entirely upon what kind of work you do." Valencia says, "However, if you're even passingly familiar with technology that can send someone inside a computer... Well, I'd be foolish to immediately deny any sort of association with your group." |
| Sammy Colt | "We specialize in everything. ShinRa Corp. Right?" He says, giving a shrug like he was explaining that what 'Burger time' is. He pulls out a pad from his pocket and runs his fingers over the surface, lights glowing at him as a few icons pop up, disappear and then the screen blips to a list of contacts. "So, can we call on you if we need further assistance - we do have quite a big lab that we could give you access to and we're always looking to expand our horizons!" |
| Valencia | "Hm. Well, I'll be sure to let you know if I'm interested." Valencia says before pausing, then turning to go before looking back and saying, "One more thing. What do you know about heartless? Their physiology or energized composition, appearance related to the mentality of the test subject... I'd sooner make conjecture from reports based on already present incidents though. No sense in wasting the lives, or rather hearts, of living humans." |
| Sammy Colt | Sammy taps his chin, "We've got a few we run tests on. So far as we can tell, they're made of icky goo and all report to some form of higher authority." He says with a shrug, "That's more HR&D's specialty than mine. We're looking to capture something more than one of the globe heads to see if there's a physiological difference between the small heartless and the large ones." Sammy says with a sigh, "And we're having a hard time at the moment... So hard that I got re-assigned to the Grid team." He says with a bit of sadness before piping back up. "Alright then! I'd best get back to base and try out the drone!" He states as he begins dialing a number from his contacts. |