Questions

[hurricanebomber]

WHO: Mainly Gamzee and Gokudera, but others are free to approach him too ^^
WHAT: Gokudera has some questions for the troll
WHERE: Corridor, Gamzee's room, cafeteria
WHEN: Backdated to shortly after Kanaya's post on the com
WARNING(S): The usual, swearing etc



Medic was gone, and it was Gamzeee who nailed the guy somehow..? Kanaya had been reluctant to talk about it so addressing the juggler directly was his only choice if he was to learn the full story on how it happened.

The other lives right across the hallway so Gokudera decides to just head over instead of using the com. ''Hey, it's me; open up'' he says after knocking a few times on Gamzee's door.

Comments

What *is* his email anyway...

[tendtoenunciate]

"I meant the heterochromiac you haven't met."

She just stares at the piece of paper when she first receives it. The "phone number" concept is actually 100% foreign to her. But the email is easier to understand. Eventually on a spare part she writes in clear simple letters:

grimAuxiliatrix

"This is my trolltag. I should be able to contact you over Trollian under this name no matter what universe you happen to occupy. At least the humans - Strider and so on - were in a different universe from us trolls, but we were still able to message them."

Hmm... Let's go with righthandman59@hotmail.com XP

[hurricanebomber]

''Oh. Well, he's more sensible than spiky-head then.''

''Great!'' he nods, and squints a bit in order to read Kanaya's note since he doesn't bother to bring out his glasses again for such a short text. Her words were promising; being able to contact her, and perhaps a few of the previous inmates too, at a later stage sure was a nice possibility! Friends, potential partners for the Vongola, or even both in some cases.. Just think, aliens and mafia, working together.. So awesome~

He looks a bit out of it for a few seconds, but eventually snaps out of his daydreaming, his normal serious expression back in place. ''You can give my address to any of the other trolls too if they're interested.'' Even Eridan if that guy was still alive; he could always just block the idiot later on if he became too annoying.

Oh Gokudera... XDDD

[tendtoenunciate]

"Trollian technology is pretty powerful. I think we have a very good chance of making this work out." Gokudera might not be a hero per se in the cosmic schema Kanaya knew, but she could tell he was reliable, smart, strong, and maybe even powerful. She studies the scrap a little longer before putting it away and returning to her meal. She needs to get it all down.

He's such a dork at times XP The vending machine was fixed, right?

[hurricanebomber]

''I'm sure we will.'' It'd be so cool~ Well, if they did manage to get back home at some point, that was.. Forcing the depressing thought into the back of his mind, he eats the last piece of the burger; he couldn't afford to give up, especially not now that his mafia-alien dream was so close to being fulfilled!

It goes without saying that she gets points for being alien, but he also regards her in pretty much the same way she does him. All in all, he thinks highly of her, and has come to view her as friend by now.

He watches her eat for a while, but his craving for nicotine eventually becomes too strong so he searches his pockets only to realize that he's run out of cancer sticks. ''Damn.. I'm just going to grab something from the vending machine; I'll be right back.'' The teen rise from his chair and starts crossing the room to get to the aforementioned object.

Oh yeah, like, a day after it happened or two tops

[tendtoenunciate]

Not that Kanaya would necessarily classify membership in an Earth human mafia as one of her dreams... then again, the troll definition of dream was a unique one. Nevertheless she stays focused on her tedious quotidian task.as she watches him attend to his addiction with slight disapproval. She doesn't fully understand his dependence on the drug, and around the time he comes back she finally bothers to ask:

"What did lead you to your indulgence in that particular vice. I was under the impression that it was associated with human adulthood." This was actually also true - the only man she had ever seen smoke was the father of one of her home universe's humans, who did so with a pipe.

Effective!

[hurricanebomber]

''Convenience mainly.'' He lights up a cigarette and sit back down on a chair a bit further away from Kanaya so the smoke won't bother her. ''My original weapon are dynamites. Using a lighter to fire them up is the obvious choice, but then I can just toss 4 of them at the same time. Using a cigarette allows me to be twice as effective however since both my hands are free.''

The half-Italian takes a long drag; having a smoke right after a meal sure was satisfying. ''It's associated with adulthood since you're not allowed to buy them when you're below a certain age. These rules vary slightly depending on where you live in the world though; I'd be able to buy cigarettes legally in Italy now for instance since their limit is 16, but I still won't be allowed to purchase them in Japan until I'm 20.''

Now /here's/ some headcanon I feel comfortable divulging

[tendtoenunciate]

Her gray chin rests in her black-nail-polished hands as she continues to listen to him, meal mostly finished and entirely forgotten. "Fascinating. I never did find out much about how age functioned in your society... but those barriers sound similar enough to the 8 and 10 sweep ones I know." Though she's got the natural moderate physical irritation of someone unused to cigarette smoke, Kanaya doesn't actually judge him for comsumption of the drug she knows nothing about... too harshly.

The topic of age reminds her: "You know, even though I'm still 6, I think I'm at least 14 of your years old by now."

Good; wouldn't want to make you umcomfortable :D

[hurricanebomber]

''I see.. Gamzee once mentioned that trolls become dangerous when they reach a certain age, and have to leave Alternia.''

''Sounds about right.'' She had told him that she was thirteen when he first met her after all. ''The communicator claims that this is August so that means that I'll be turning 17 next month.. Heh; happy fuckin' birthday to me I suppose.'' He smiles grimly as he leans back in his chair and blows smoke into the air.

[tendtoenunciate]

"Something like that. Not that Alternia exists anymore, but." She crossed her arms, not very comfortable with either the memory of her homeworld's harsh military government or the knowledge of its ultimate destruction.

"So congratulations." She didn't bother alluding to her belief he would be close to entering the army at this age even on Earth. Why bother?

[hurricanebomber]

He regrets mentioning Alternia when he notice her change in mood, and has enough decency not to pursue the subject at least. Keeping quiet for a while, he focus on his cigarette instead, watching the tendrils of smoke dance through the air. Really, he had to cut down, or even quit, if he ever got back home, but for now he'd enjoy it.

True enough, most people his age would soon enter the military. Gokudera probably won't though, seeing as him and his friends back home are usually more centered on personal or mafia-related business rather than conflicts between countries, but who knows.

So maaaaaaybe this is winding down xD

[tendtoenunciate]

With her meal entirely abandoned at this point, Kanaya began to idly tap her nails in a vaguely patterned manner. "This entire situation is really a little stupid, isn't it." She closed her eyes to exhale (breathing this conditioned air; so mundane). "I've stopped even thinking about the hold the doctors are supposed to have over us. Belief itself is slowly losing meaning of any kind." Her previously fatalistic demeanor in a world driven by prophesy and the like was giving way to nihilism here.

Yeah XD I guess we should try to wrap it up soon

[hurricanebomber]

''It is'' he snorts. ''They rarely do anything after all; the fuckin' creeps probably just sit in front of their monitors all day long and observe us.'' His eyes take a quick sweep of the room, wondering just how many hidden cameras there are in the asylum; the feeling of being watched all the time was disturbing, sure, but he doesn't really think about it so often after being locked up for such a long time. ''Just.. don't give up; we'll find a way out of here somehow.'' His words lack the conviction they once had, but he has to keep telling himself this.

NOT SORRY

[tendtoenunciate]

That made her snort a little bit. "Yeah, well, I think I'm going to take advantage of this opportunity to practice my finding-ways-out-of-places skills if that's okay with you." Ith this she stood up abruptly and prepared to leave.

It's perfect XD

[hurricanebomber]

He can't really blame her for being skeptic when he's struggling to keep up the faith himself, but she still receives a frown for her ironic little comment. ''It's fine; see you later.'' Gokudera doesn't get up right away since he plans to finish his cigarette first, but eventually he'll head back to his room.