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ITINERANT//: JOINING
« on: August 12, 2019, 04:56:41 PM »
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The trek up the mountain was not as tedious as Zero had once expected it to be. Repetitive motions were soothing, calming. If he shuts his eyes, he can imagine himself on a sailboat in the middle of the ocean. The waves rock him towards a sense of peace. In those moments, he was safe. There was a freedom in solitude that he would not find again for some time — Zero will treasure it while it lasts, those few minutes finally reaching their end. He can see the clock behind his eyes, estimating his distance to the approaching village. It was not a place that he would have expected humanity to turn to in their time of need. He had not thought of them as creatures that similarly needed solitude to feel safe. A few moments of quiet thought, and he slots the newfound acceptance away in the files of his mind, to be accessed as necessary. Perhaps they are not as unfamiliar as he had thought them to be.

There is comfort in that, though an insignificant amount. Comfort is not a necessity; he does not seek it. Food, sleep, shelter, those are necessities, though he seems to require less than even those necessities than some. Perhaps that was simply a part of his creation. The durability of said creation would be tested here, when he's close enough to others that his polished exterior could finally be ground down. For now, WN100 has the silence near the village.

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« Reply #1 on: August 12, 2019, 10:44:48 PM »

harrison knew what it felt like to trek up a mountain wondering exactly why people had decided to seek refuse atop this place. strategically, he supposed it fit the bill; nobody wanted to climb a freezing mountain in the winter months. when he’d reached the top of the mountain and saw the lodge in the distance, a cold puppy in his arms, he had been welcomed by many. first had been the reunion with ellie, and the other had been a few people welcoming him and giving him a place to stay. it had been a dream come true. with that first meeting, many doors had been opened for him. now he was still standing, happy and on his own two feet. the puppy he’d carried up here had grown into a matured dog, loving and kind and oh-so clever. he had decided that he should be the one welcoming newcomers in, just the same way that he had been warmly welcomed into their midst.

needless to say, when the newcomer had appeared in the distance, he had taken a long pause before slowly making his way over towards him. “hey, there,” he greeted, glancing the person over subtly as he neared. usually he had a fairly good judge of character upon first glance. with this person, though, it was hard telling. he offered a small, careful smile as he eventually said, “looking to join?”


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Re: ITINERANT//: JOINING
« Reply #2 on: August 13, 2019, 09:35:54 AM »
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well then, for once Brendan actually agrees with the majority. Ain’t that weird as heck?

But yeah—Brendan, too, has zero fricken clue as to why people decide to skip up a mountain, only to immediately regret all of it. Like...seriously? What else did you expect? A paradise? Niagara Falls? Brendan’s never been to Niagara Falls, but he’s read about it in a book, and...yeah, flintlock is nothing like it...he thinks? He doesn’t know. Still, though, if you’re going to hike up a mountain, that leaves you no fricken room to complain about the darn cold; you chose to come up here, you have to pay the price. Oh, and don’t expect the people to be all warm and cozy, either.

Staff in hand, Brendan quickens his pace the closer he draws towards the scene, one hand reaching for his walkie-talkie. As expected of him, he proceeds to do the usual "stranger at border" protocol that...heck, is he the only one that bothers to do that? It’s a little ridiculous, he thinks. Do the people of the lodge not care about their safety? Would they rather just be alone and deal with the problem themselves? Heck no—that’s stupid. Sure, Brendan can be cocky about his capabilities, but he at least understands the basic "strength in numbers" thing.

Coming to a stop beside Harrison, Brendan exhales sharply, pointing the end of the staff at the newcomer. They...somehow look a lot better in shape than a lot of recent newcomers, he just hopes that nothing weird happens.

"aaand who are you?" he growls, tightening his grip on his weapon.

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« Reply #3 on: August 13, 2019, 10:03:32 AM »
He must disagree with the strategic benefit of a mountaintop. For the group to grow in population and flourish through trade, the temperature was a deterrent that they should not afford. Perhaps his logic was flawed, and he was curious as to see why. So far this mountaintop is low on his list of places to be. Were it not for his orders, he would not be. The police station was secure with moderate temperatures and an atmosphere that had been maintained well after the blackout. Though the electronics no longer functioned without the use of rare solar panels and batteries, they did not need those for their lives to continue. Here, it seemed that one failure could cause catastrophic losses of lives. Did they not worry about avalanches in the winter? The loss of trade caravans or the failure of a harvest? The two to greet him did not seem particularly hardy examples of life on a mountain, though again perhaps his knowledge was simply lacking on the matter.

WN100 must say that he was looking forward to the growth this opportunity offered him.

The newcomer stops moving when he sees Harrison approaching, standing tall with his shoulders straight, hands folded behind his back. Even the child's threat doesn't bother him in the slightest, cold eyes glancing to his weapon without a hint of emotion. "Yes." Simple enough, wasn't it? "I am WN100," he introduces, carefully enunciating each part — double you en one hundred, "though you may call me Zero if you would prefer. If I am to stay, may I inquire as to your name as well?"
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« Reply #4 on: August 13, 2019, 10:38:01 PM »

this newcomer acted more machine than human. WN100. zero.  harrison glanced to his side to brendan pointing his staff at the stranger before finding his gaze making its way back. there were many things that had happened once the new world took over the old way of things- many things beyond harrison’s own comprehension. this newcomer, he was quick to decide, had to be a product of this new world. he had a story, and harrison was intrigued. ever curious, he wanted to know more about how the man seemed so.. collected, machine in his ways (more-so in his name).

“nice to meet you- zero.” a definite pause in choosing between WN100 and zero, but a decision made nonetheless. he sent a careful, easy smile the other man’s way. “my name’s harrison, but i sometimes go by harris.” harry was more of a family nickname than anything - but a far simpler name than the newcomer’s own.

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« Reply #5 on: August 14, 2019, 03:08:12 PM »
/ ASKLDHF dw about it i'm also late af to my own thread

It was not inaccurate to call him a machine. There's something decidedly robotic about every motion, each gesture clean and carved. He himself seems to be perfectly created, both in physique and motion, though his interpersonal interactions had obviously weakened because of it. It seems to make this stranger relatively uncomfortable, or perhaps just curious. Zero's head tilts slightly, blue eyes flitting over his face and memorizing his features and expression. The smile he received, though clearly deliberate, it does not seem unkind. He blinks and smiles back, though it wavers ever so slightly as if the muscles in his face are unsure how to form the gesture properly. Again, not an entirely inaccurate assumption to make. He has not had much practice yet, and might never learn it sufficiently. That would require effort and a reason to put in said effort.

"Harrison," he repeats with little inflection, tasting the name and letting it roll off of his tongue. He takes a few steps closer, measured and unthreatening, and extends his hand towards him. "I look forward to working with you."
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« Reply #6 on: August 15, 2019, 10:38:18 PM »
hayley didn't need to question it. the lodge, the weather, the loneliness. she'd chosen to come to the lodge when it'd been little more than a smear on the map, far from any glory days. the hustle and bustle it had now, the life it had so long ago, neither were present when she made the trek up the mountain, her only company being her unborn child. no, in the end, all that was left was her, and the cold, and the loneliness. and she took solace in it, she took comfort in it. she'd never been a people person, and most people who existed in such a barren wasteland weren't people people either. most took a comfort in the silence, in the heaviness that filled the air most days. this was their safety, their sanctuary, their home.

but it wasn't as though the brunette could get away with being a hermit, appealing as it was, and so, she'd pulled herself from her office and her paperwork and her planning. she'd pulled a hoodie on, since the weather was slowly chilling a degree a day, and found herself by the village and the mass of people, hands stuffed in her pockets, cool eyes saying nothing. she didn't have her shotgun with her this time; a handgun was comfortably seated in the back of her waistband, the cool metal pressing against hot skin, and though it'd work just fine if things went awry, there was a certain appeal in the shotgun. it was a blatant, well stated threat. it read, without much hesitation, i am dangerous. anyone could look at her, at the quiet confidence in her tread and the guard in her gaze, and they could know she was plenty dangerous. but she was dangerous like poison-in-a-glass, whereas her gun was more of a knife-to-the-throat.

but she didn't deliberate it long, slipping arms from her pockets and crossing them in front of her as she tuned in to the conversation, weaving through the group to somewhere comfortably in the middle, before clearing her throat. ❝welcome to flintlock, zero.❞ she said easily, though there was something sort of strange about him that caused the next question to slip out of her lips, less because she needed to know and more because she wanted to. ❝where are you coming from?❞ where the fuck did someone named w-n-one-hundred come from? exactly where, truth be told, didn't matter to hayley. but she was curious, and you know what they say about curiosity.
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« Reply #7 on: August 16, 2019, 02:15:45 PM »
In truth, Zero didn't see any danger in Hayley. It wasn't a lack of observation on his part, but simply a more in-depth one than many people were used to affording a stranger. Though there is something protective in her eyes, it seems more akin to that of a cornered wolf than that of a mountain lion. A mother and the leader of a pack, not a lone hunter that would spring at an expanse of vulnerable skin with bared teeth. He notices that in her before she fully joins them, a guarded and careful nature. The weapon she carries is slightly more dangerous than the one the child had directed at him, though not shoved in his face as dramatically. As for Zero, his danger does not come in the form of a weapon. The handgun at his hip is covered mostly by his jacket and he has no interest in drawing it unnecessarily, with a politely curious expression and no malice in his eyes.

His danger comes from many other places, things that these people have yet to see. He stands above the other three here, lean and broad with neatly groomed hair and a high collar on a stiff jacket — carved and cleaned up. Zero withdraws his hand from Harrison to put it behind his back again, straightening up to perfect posture and offering a crisp smile. "Detroit," he practically chirps, surprisingly cheerful for someone who has only sounded professional so far. "We have taken up residency in one of their police precincts." Zero leans forward ever so slightly, his head tipped and gaze lightly curious. "Where are you from?"
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« Reply #8 on: August 17, 2019, 10:44:53 AM »

harrison was relatively harmless, slow to harm someone else- and usually, he expected that same treatment in return. so, when zero had stepped forward, harrison had barely flinched (already expecting so much from a complete stranger, what was new?). he had held his hand out. a handshake. it was enough for him to smile and even chuckle softly at what a rare albeit sweet gesture it was. also how formal it was- ‘working with him.’  “hopefully it’s not too bad to work with me,” he joked lightly, reaching his own hand out and giving zero’s hand a firm shake.

hayley had joined them soon after, harrison taking then to step back a bit so she a bit more of the focus (not that hayley asked for that, or would ever ask for that). so this interesting man was from detroit, living in one of the police precincts. he couldn’t help but feel slightly awed by that. what must that have been like? he’d have to bother zero about that some time later, all the questions already forming in his mind begging for answers. for now, though, he’d stay quiet and let hayley answer (because, genuinely, he didn’t even know what hayley’s answer to that would be).

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