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raisetheearth2015-09-14 05:19 pm
feastorfamine) wrote in raisetheearth2015-09-14 05:19 pm
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Who: Amy, Saretha
What: Back into the world
Where: Gateway City
Status: Closed
Amy Dylandy had a routine. Every day, she'd wake up and go jogging. Then, she'd return home, shower, and prepare for classes. Then came classes, with a prepared lunch in between, followed by her returning home, showing again, and then reporting for work, where she would subsequently attempt to not be destroyed by the dinner rush. Then, she'd return home a final time, and if the stars aligned for their mutually intense schedules, Amy would collapse into her girlfriend's arms and, typically, sleep like a rock.
Today was different, however. Today, Amy Dylandy had something she rarely knew what to do with: a day off.
She started the day with her typical routine, before realizing, her routine wasn't necessary. So after jogging, Amy returned home, and did her best to relax. Wear only a bathrobe. Watch cooking shows, because she was typical.
Except... Amy Dylandy was someone who thrived on busy work. She couldn't relax by relaxing. She needed something to do. Normally, she'd start cooking something, or study, but... no, something else called to her this time.
In the mid-afternoon, she went into the apartment's side room - a room that their apartment only had because of Saretha's affluence. There, a machine she'd echoed back in the last year sat, waiting to be used, along with a ruined, ramshackle machine that had been mostly destroyed once upon a time and shorn up into functioning status by replacing it with Gendum model kit parts. It was a frankenstein and nowhere near what Amy saw in Aila's memories, but it worked and it suited her purposes.
Well into the evening, around the time Saretha would be getting home, she'd be lost in battling with this tiny monstrosity, against an AI opponent. A battle her hybrid "gunpla" was at a disadvantage in. But... Amy was into it, and she needed to keep her skills sharp.
She couldn't walk away from this if she tried.
What: Back into the world
Where: Gateway City
Status: Closed
Amy Dylandy had a routine. Every day, she'd wake up and go jogging. Then, she'd return home, shower, and prepare for classes. Then came classes, with a prepared lunch in between, followed by her returning home, showing again, and then reporting for work, where she would subsequently attempt to not be destroyed by the dinner rush. Then, she'd return home a final time, and if the stars aligned for their mutually intense schedules, Amy would collapse into her girlfriend's arms and, typically, sleep like a rock.
Today was different, however. Today, Amy Dylandy had something she rarely knew what to do with: a day off.
She started the day with her typical routine, before realizing, her routine wasn't necessary. So after jogging, Amy returned home, and did her best to relax. Wear only a bathrobe. Watch cooking shows, because she was typical.
Except... Amy Dylandy was someone who thrived on busy work. She couldn't relax by relaxing. She needed something to do. Normally, she'd start cooking something, or study, but... no, something else called to her this time.
In the mid-afternoon, she went into the apartment's side room - a room that their apartment only had because of Saretha's affluence. There, a machine she'd echoed back in the last year sat, waiting to be used, along with a ruined, ramshackle machine that had been mostly destroyed once upon a time and shorn up into functioning status by replacing it with Gendum model kit parts. It was a frankenstein and nowhere near what Amy saw in Aila's memories, but it worked and it suited her purposes.
Well into the evening, around the time Saretha would be getting home, she'd be lost in battling with this tiny monstrosity, against an AI opponent. A battle her hybrid "gunpla" was at a disadvantage in. But... Amy was into it, and she needed to keep her skills sharp.
She couldn't walk away from this if she tried.