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[ino]

[Private]

So ... it really is possible, huh? Would it be naive of me to hope that this is something of a gift, instead of a sign of worse things to come? Knowing the castle, it probably is. What'll it be, Paradisa? I hate having to sit back and wait to see.

... But, despite that, I can't help but wonder if someday, someone might come for me, too.

[a pause, before she lets out a long sigh]

Yeah, yeah, I know. "They wouldn't want you to sit around and mope like this!" I get it, already ... [a huff] I just don't know what my purpose is here, anymore.

[/Private]


[there's a few doodled flowers on the page, before she writes below them]

Anyone want to go shopping?

Comments

[ino]

Well, it's not like the only thing that it would help with is going back to those islands. If we had a better way to travel, we could explore much further than we have already.

[gunslinger]

True, and I definitely prefer having some of my powers to none.

[ino]

Yeah, same here. I think most people would.

[gunslinger]

That would mean MOMO could go exploring with us if she ever comes back.

[ino]

MOMO?

[gunslinger]

I didn't introduce you when she was here?

[ino]

Was she the girl with the pink hair?

[gunslinger]

That's right.

[ino]

Ah, yeah, then I do remember her. She wouldn't be able to come normally?

[gunslinger]

Unfortunately not. She's a Realian.

[ino]

... What? A robot or something?

[gunslinger]

[ Ino you just got kind of a dirty look. A real one. ]

...No. Not like a robot. She was bio-engineered.

[ino]

[aslkdjas PUTS HER HANDS UP DEFENSIVELY]

What?? Give me a break, here, I don't know anything about this stuff!

[gunslinger]

[ He looks away and sighs. Well they're here so you better pick a place, Ino! It's not like they only have to look for antique shops. ]

I was bio-engineered too, but it's a different scenario. All her parts are synthetic.

Realians are commonplace in my universe, even if they're often treated like second-class citizens. There are different types, even battle Realians. MOMO's unique, though. She's the only one like her.

[ino]

[OKAY OKAY GOSH. now that she knows he's not pissed, she'll be browsing the signs and wandering down the street a bit]

Second class? Why?

[gunslinger]

Well, it's gotten a bit better since things cooled down after the Miltian Conflict, but Realians have a dodgy history, not that it's their fault.

There are still some prejudices, and some humans don't really think they count as people because of their origin. It doesn't help that a lot of their personality layers are similar, in order to prevent crime.

[ino]

Personality ... layers?

[gunslinger]

Well, like I said, everything that constructs a Realian is synthetic. Her mind isn't like a normal person's. She views the world differently, and I don't just mean morally.

MOMO's a transgenic type, and more advanced than any other Realian, even if she's officially classified as the prototype for the 100-Series Observational units.

Multiple Observative Mimetic Organicus would be her full name, but she doesn't like being called that obviously.

[ino]

Yeah ... I guess I wouldn't want to be called that either. Momo is cuter, anyways. [she totally ... doesn't get how that's even a thing that exists, but .. it's Paradisa, everything is A Thing somewhere.

but she'll nod towards what seems to be a store that has a lot of used things in it ...]

What about here?

[gunslinger]

Yeah, it fits her.

[ Oooh shinies. Jr. is instantly going inside to look around. ]

[ino]

Did she like it here?

[Ino will just be looking around ... and plucking at a hideous cat sweater hanging in the corner, torn between trying not to laugh and being horrified that something like this exists]

[gunslinger]

[ And Jr. is just wondering if Ino's thinking of buying that... ]

She didn't really have enough time to decide. But she didn't have to suffer through anything too bad, and we had some fun. I think she was just enjoying us getting to do stuff together again. Even when she was stuck here at the castle she made herself useful.

[ino]

That's good, at least ...

[she'll turn though, and hold the sweater out] I can't believe someone actually wore this ...

[gunslinger]

Maybe it has super powers. You don't know.

[ino]

[snickering now]

Yeah, the power to look like an old lady.