daisy023 | REPORT 001 :: CONSCRIPTION // ACTION

Current Location: Forest - 10 miles way from nearest settlement

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REPORT 001 :: CONSCRIPTION // ACTION

[There is a girl in a delicate sundress advancing through the snow with her head down, stopping behind every tree big enough to cover her position, to look at the area around her. She shivers, and her hair had collected frost that had stuck on her blond hair, but her eyes continuously scan every tree in the environment with distrust and paranoia, ignoring the environment around her, as if she was being hunted.

Those that have spent time in the military would recognize her movements resembled that of a soldier. A weaponless soldier without protective armor or equipment, but a soldier nonetheless.

More specifically, a SPARTAN-II. And a Spartan was never weaponless.

Her breathing condenses with the frigid air around her, but she ignores it. This girl continues advancing through the forest, but she abruptly stops mid-way, looking at something in the snow, for a long moment uncaring of the alien woods that held her. She slowly bends down, and picks it up.

She mutters to herself.]

I've seen this before... I left this back there.

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[But then she relaxes into a little giggle, collapsing her finger up to her head and pointing at herself]

We're really fart from Hazelrink, after all, so even though I am one, it doesn't matter that much here, right? We could just be friends.

[Sob. What in the world. This is the sort of order she ~~half~~ wants, but won't be allowed to. Why so serious, Ms. Boobsalot.]

Affirmative, Ms. Hazelrink.

[GOD DAMN IT, DAISY.]

Charlotte.

[She stands as the Princess continues to search for the drinks. The Chief Petty Officer cannot help but wonder why would someone want to eat with a Spartan.]

[Hmm hmm hmm~ Okay, give her maybe... well a few minutes to sort all this out. She leaves the other with a light laugh because that reaction was cute, but she returns with a more subdued and less teasing smile because Daisy clearly is in all sorts of uncomfortable right now so she might as well do what she can to help the girl out. When she's back she places Daisy's hot chocolate on her end... and her own coffee on her own.

She then sits]

We'll get you some clothes after this, okay? ...But I'm not sure they'll have your size.

[She shifts uneasily. Her size is the source of much of her embarrassment about what she was.]

I understand.

[Slowly, she sits in the chair, turning her legs somewhat to compensate for the height of her figure, above the measures the table and the chair had been designed for.

Finally, upon her invitation, she takes a sip.

And likes it. She hadn't tasted hot chocolate in a long time. She is visibly surprised by the taste.]

I know of a place which takes requests though, so we can take you there and have them fit you for clothes after we're done warming up. And we can look at the other place too, if you want.

[Meanwhile, eyeing her the whole while she takes her own coffee sip. She's really... more focused on the girl in front of her, but details]

[Daisy is not too comfortable with the observation, either, but she keeps her civility.]

Is it possible? [Asked out of courtesy, of course.] I would like to understand the area better. Though a new service uniform would be in order.

[She drinks from her chocolate, enjoying the taste, then asks.]

How long have you been in here?

Well... I've been here a little more than a year. [Okay, a few months more than a year by now, but there's no point in making it sound even longer than it has been. She takes a sip to cover up another answer after that, because she figures that will not... go over well. It usually doesn't]

[A lot of people have spent a year, minimum. After what happened back at Harvest, and the circumstances in finding herself here, the Spartan doesn't know whenever if to feel comfortable with the answer or not.]

I see.

[The Chief Petty Officer looks at the contents of her mug, unsure of what could she speak about. Sure enough, this girl had ordered her to stop treating her like a superior, but there's only so much she could find for conversation.

But, the country of Hazelrink is an unknown one to her. Is she from Earth?]

You mentioned you were a Princess. Of a country named Hazelrink?

[Oh good. She didn't panic at that or anything]

Yeah... it's a small country and even a lot of people from Earth haven't heard of it. [Not that she sounds offended by this] We're close neighbors [rivals, more like, but she doesn't want to say that] with the Flemish Principality, but the closest large country to us is Germany. We're nessled between it and Belgium.

[That sounded mechanical. She wonders if the other girl will appreciate that or not. She's trying to keep her tone calm and even, answer the questions as they come but... well, it's her nature to be brash and forward it's a little hard to fight it]

[It does, actually.]

I'm afraid I have not heard of that country, in history classes or Earthern geography. [She paid attention to Deja's classes, but there was so much she could remember.] But it'd be possible that your world developed differently. ...Charlotte.

[You can tell Daisy practically ate the word "ma'am".]

...You are from Earth? [The higher classes tended to live there, after all.] Are there colonies in your world?

Um... [Oh this might be going a little oddly, but it's good! She laughs awkwardly and shrugs before-]

What... type of colonies?

[Kay. Daisy reckons it might've been a bad step.]

Planets. Worlds for human life. Colonies of Earth.

...

I don't think they have FTL Travel?

...No, we don't have anything like that. Or at least I've never heard of it.

[Awkward]

You are probably somewhere between the twentieth to twentieth-first century.

[Don't feel bad, Mrs. Lotsatits. You are way better at socializing than she is.

She drinks from her Chocolate.]

I had only read from history books, and comments from tourists that used to visit it. What was Earth like?

Oh, you've never been to Earth?! It's beautiful! [Okay, topic she can jump on, go!] Luceti looks a lot like it, actually, but no matter where you go it's filled with people and interesting things like big cities or fields or... penguins!

Oh, I wish you could see some of the places I've been... I wonder if I can find pictures in the library...

Penguins? [She knew mostly about African animals, which had the names of many UNSC vehicles. But that's one animal she had always thought curious.] You mean the small, black-and-white birds?

I've read it is one of the human worlds with the most fauna. The biggest cities. The most protected forests. I've always read it is the Rome of humanity. [She looks at the forest.] But I think it's something you need to see to understand.

Are there not a lot of forests or cities on other worlds, or just that Earth has more? [...Are other planets rural :|a

But then she focuses on part one belatedly, after taking another sip. It is as if the coffee animates her-]

...But yeah! Penguins, they're black and white and stand upright, walking around. They can't fly, but they can swim. They're really cute, I can't find one here but I've got a lot of toy ones I could show you later.

All other planets have them, even their own fauna. [Hmmm... Moa.] but Earth has always been hailed as the center of architectural, urban, and ecological planning. Some species have even been imported to the colonies.

But I think I've never seen penguins, but I'd love to.

[Wait. Penguins in Luceti?]

...These animals are in Luceti?

Well, I found a real one once... but it was during an experiment, so that might have just been a person who was transformed into one. [She hopes not and will never say that to Sokka, but no point lying to Daisy]

[This... disturbs Daisy quite a bit.]

I see.

[Ignoring that for the sake of her fleeting sanity, she decides to know more about this place.]

I only saw a handful of small animals around the forest. [Which she did her best not to alert, and wonders if there could be other kinds of fauna here.] Is there the chance penguins might be in Luceti, or bigger animals? [If there are Gutas in here? fml.]

Well... I think there's a few bears, and I've heard about there being goats and big cats up in the mountains... [She starts to count on her fingers at this point, thinking about every animal she's seen here] But I've never seen any of those, but I have seen birds, fish in the lakes, squirrels, chipmunks, deer, some people have pet cats or dogs, ferrets, mice, ...oh! I saw a turtle once, um. [... ...] I think there's bats, but I've never gotten a good look at them... Lizards, and then of course all sorts of bugs when it's warmer out.

[...And then the bombshell]

...And there's a big wolf named Moro in the forest who everyone is really careful about.

[SPARTAN-023 nods as she listens about the variety of fauna, taking note of possible threats and sources of food, should things turn serious. Nothing seemingly strange, animals hailing from Earth, and no creatures that would be native to colonies from her world. The bears and big cats would be probable threats if she wandered underequipped into the mountains, but nothing significant.

Then she hears about the big wolf Moro.]

Say again?

[Why would magic-wielders fear a wolf?]

Moro. I've um... only seen her from a distance but she's a wolf almost as big as a small train car? [Welp, that might have been too much, oh well]

People make warnings about her sometimes. She only lives in the forest, but she doesn't like bad people or demons and so she likes to just keep people in general out of the forest. [...Wait she should amend-] Moro can talk.

[Oh, here's something else she wants to call bull on. But, there are native creatures that are several feet tall in many other Colonies, that can be conveniently bothersome to an unhindered Spartan. So...]

Canine species, somewhat bigger than a Guta, territorial. If our powers were above that thing, it'd be dead by now. [She notes to herself the traits of the creature. And theorizes why would it still exist, with a sizable civilization nearby.

...But, well, it also talks.]

It talks?

Yeah, she talks. [...All animals talk, just most of them aren't very good at it. But somehow, that seems something to mention later. But dead. That made her wince. But that's something she should clarify-]

But about dead people... it works a little different here.

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