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 Shoes, Rhona/Ai
Ai Kangeki
Posted: Apr 3 2012, 10:06 PM


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Persephone
9:23 AM
Jin Shan Market


Crowded. It was just so crowded.

Back on Whitefall, crowds weren't an issue. At least, not the way they were here. A crowd was four people gathered around a Wanted poster. Here, a crowd was liable to trample you if you didn't keep moving.

She'd taken her share of bumps, tourist that she was. She kept stopping suddenly to inspect some piece of pretty or another, and folks behind her would just barrel into her without so much as a fare-thee-well. One woman had been so forceful in passing that Ai knew she'd likely have a bruise on her arm. She hoped that it would be purple, at least, to match her hair, and not the sort of blue that was found on cranky old women, like her attacker.

She'd been here once, with Nick. He'd taken a job and she decided to come along for the ride. They called Persephone the Gateway to the Rim, but the two of them had decided on a more appropriate nickname: The Place That Soap Forgot. She smiled to think of it. Nick was gone now, but she was here with her new family on Quiet Storm. And she needed new shoes.

She had a nice, comfortable pair once. But there had been a small engine fire last week. Nothing catastrophic, just a bit of hot oil. She and Praetor had managed to put it out, but her comfies had melted a bit. She'd given them a proper burial, straight out the airlock. Zizi sang a lament to them.

This was their first landfall since, and she was determined to replace her lost, loved sneaks. But it was so hard to find one's way here. Where do you go? Who do you trust? Which merchant would be the most fun to haggle with? She didn't have the answers, and she was getting frustrated.

She just wanted her gorram shoes.

This post has been edited by Ai Kangeki on Apr 3 2012, 10:08 PM
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Rhona Cego
Posted: Apr 3 2012, 11:16 PM


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Why, why was she here? She’d wanted to get out of the Serenade since it had finally hit dirt again after far too long in the Black, but this had been a bad choice. She’d lost count of the number of people she’d bumped into, since it seemed she couldn’t take a step with colliding with another being. And the smell! Did no one here bathe?! Sure, she had a particularly good sense of smell, so she picked up on it more than most did, but it was still horrible. Someone needed to hose the crowd down, at least. Anything to stop the assault on her nostrils.

Perhaps worse than the smell, though, was the sound. Everyone wanted to have stupid conversations with their friends, but since all of them had the exact same idea, everyone just ended up yelling over each other. She’d stepped into the marketplace expecting it to be loud, but not to such an extreme. And she’d had her earrings in at first. The clicking they made would have been helpful had there not been nearly as many objects around as there were. The echoes from the earrings had practically driven her mad, and so she’d stuffed the irritating bits of metal deep into her pocket with no remorse. Not that that made anything better, though.

She wasn’t even shopping for anything, not really. Sure, she could get some new clothes, but she’d never been good at picking out her own stuff. For example, at the moment she was dressed in a blue shirt and bright yellow pants (Joe had dubbed her appearance “shockingly cheery”). If she tried to buy her own clothes purely by feel, who knew what monstrosities she’d end up with? No, better to just browse and hope something caught her eye (ha!).

Rhona stepped out from the corner in which she’d been hiding from the crowd, and almost immediately bumped into someone, the two falling in a tangle of limbs. ”Owww,” she whined as her knees hit the dirt and the skin tore. Extricating herself from her new acquaintance, she stood. Then, realizing that the collision was probably her fault, she turned her face in what she hoped was the other person’s general direction and attempted a look of concern. ”Um, sorry.”
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Ai Kangeki
Posted: Apr 4 2012, 03:32 PM


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She hadn't been successful thus far. That was an understatement. The few vendors she'd seen selling shoes weren't selling anything she was interested in, or were low quality knockoffs. She wasn't sure what she'd expected. Jin Shan wasn't exactly the Mecca of high fashion. She didn't even want fashionable shoes, though. She just wanted ones that felt nice to walk in. She didn't even really have anyone to wear fashionable shoes for, anymore...

The wandering of her thoughts caused her such distraction that she didn't notice the blue-and-yellow object come out of a nook in the wall until it was too late. The figure freaked into get, sending her tumbling into the dirt in a heap. A cry of pain, a female one, came from the other party in the heap. Ai had to break her fall with her hands, the heels of which were now stinging with the heat of the rough ground scraping her skin. She untangled herself from the woman and rose, brushing herself off.

”Um, sorry.” Ai turned to face the woman, whose voice was soft and sheepish. She wore a look of genuine concern, which she was directing about a foot to Ai's left. It didn't take her long to figure out that the woman was blind. Feeling the guilt wash over get for taking out the blind girl, Ai rubbed her hand against her hip and bit her lip.

"No, it's okay... I wasn't exactly paying attention to where I was heading. It's probably my fault..." She looked the woman over, noticing that the main point of impact had been her knees. She frowned. "Are you okay, miss?"
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Rhona Cego
Posted: Apr 4 2012, 04:16 PM


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"No, it's okay…”

As the voice reached her, Rhona turned her head to the right to correct her mistake. She’d misjudged where the other woman (the voice was obviously a woman’s) was, which wasn’t surprising given the constant swell of noise around them. Honestly, she was surprised that she’d gotten as close as she had. She was pretty good at pinpointing people’s locations. Looks like the years of practice were definitely paying off.

The girl chuckled when the other woman tried to take the blame for the collision. ”Doubt it. I’m always bumping into people, especially in crowds. Ugh, I hate crowds…Anyway, more my fault than yours, I think. Either way, sorry I knocked you over. Woulda looked where I was going, but…” she trailed off, knowing that the woman would be able to finish that thought on her own. Other people were always so quick to notice her eyes, and just as quick to feel guilty for bumping into her, like she was some kind of fragile glass statue just a sharp tap away from shattering. That was why recently she’d started taking more responsibility for accidents like the one that had just occurred. Maybe if she voluntarily took the blame every once in a while people would realize that she was just as capable of causing destruction as they were. That was the hope, anyway.

The other woman asked if she was okay. Rhona was going to respond, but was forced to step to the side to avoid a large oncoming man whose heavy breathing told her that he planned to move without stopping, taking out anything in his path. Danger avoided, she nodded. ”Yeah, I’ll be fine. I know someone who’ll fix me right up.” Of course, with the medical care would come a deluge of worries, but she didn’t see any point in mentioning that. Besides, it was cute the way Joe worried about every battle wound she managed to acquire.

That was her taken care of, but...”How ‘bout you? You all right?” she asked. ”If you’re hurt, I’m sure my doctor wouldn’t mind helping you out.”
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Ai Kangeki
Posted: Apr 6 2012, 05:01 AM


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Ai studied the other girl a she spoke, as she insisted that it was her fault. She was a beautiful young woman, and you'd never know that she was blind, except that her eyes were just a little off. Maybe the clothes, too. She wondered whose cruel joke it was to dress her in those lemon colored pants. It wasn't even a yellow that occurred in nature.

But she seemed okay, though maybe slightly annoyed with herself. At least, Ai didn't think that the woman was annoyed with her. Maybe she was annoyed with being treated like she was blind. She tried to imagine it herself, and the only comparison she could imagine was the way her sister treated her when Nick had died. But then again, she'd basically locked herself in a dark room for months, so how could she blame anyone for treating her with kid gloves?

”Yeah, I’ll be fine. I know someone who’ll fix me right up.” The other girl's lips curled into the slightest smile, and Ai could tell there was something to it. At any rate, she was glad that she hadn't maimed the poor woman. That was the last thing either of them needed. ”How ‘bout you? You all right? If you’re hurt, I’m sure my doctor wouldn’t mind helping you out.”

She smiled at the girl and shook her head, and immediately felt silly about it. Whose benefit was that for? "Oh, no, I'm fine. Just a scrape or two. Nothing I haven't done to myself before." She looked down at her hands, red and slightly raw. They were going to sting for a bit, but she wasn't bleeding or anything. The shoe hunt could continue unabated. "It was a kind offer, though, thank you."

And then she paused, and fidgeted a little. As annoyed as she was sure the girl would be, Ai still felt bad for her. She'd never known anyone who was blind before. She couldn't even imagine how difficult things she took completely for granted would be. If Nick had ever dressed her in those pants, she'd have killed him. But she tried to suppress the pity. This was a strong, independent woman standing in front of her. She took one of the girl's hands in both of hers and gave it a friendly shake.

"My name is Ai Kangeki, by the way. It's nice to have bumped into you."
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Rhona Cego
Posted: Apr 6 2012, 01:58 PM


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As the other woman spoke, Rhona’s knees throbbed. A quick check with her hand had shown that she wasn’t bleeding freely, but the injuries still hurt. Well, that was her punishment for not being more careful when rejoining the crowd. Then again, it was difficult to be cautious when there were just so many people around. It was surprising that this was the only major collision she’d had so far. Maybe she was actually doing better than she’d originally thought.

The offer for medical assistance was refused, which was probably for the best. Joe went a little overboard sometimes, and the other woman wouldn’t have been able to leave the ship’s med bay without first getting her ear talked off. Joe said that constant conversation during even the smallest of operations helped keep his patients calm, but there were limits on how much people could take, and she was sure he surpassed them. The woman was better off finding some care that was a little less noisy.

In the silence that followed the refusal, Rhona found herself wondering what the unfortunate victim of her clumsiness looked like. She knew that she’d probably be allowed to do the face touching thing if asked; people seemed practically unable to refuse someone who was blind…not that she ever took advantage of that. But she wouldn’t ask. She’d never seen much of a point to the whole face touching thing. All it confirmed was what she already knew, that humans all had the same basic shape. No need to molest this poor woman for some useless information. So her appearance would remain a secret. Rhona was used to that.

The handshake came as a surprise, but it wasn’t necessarily unwelcome. For Rhona, touch was second only in importance to hearing as far as her senses were concerned, so even the simplest forms of physical contact meant a lot to her. And the woman, who introduced herself as Ai, had initiated the contact. That was unusual, but Rhona liked her more for it. Most people she met were reluctant to touch, probably because they didn’t want to surprise her or make her feel uncomfortable. She got that, and yeah sometimes it was appreciated, but in this case the simplicity of the handshake, after their more dramatic contact just a moment ago, felt nice. As the girl broke the shake and withdrew her hand, she smiled at Ai.

”Nice to meet you, Ai,” she replied. ”I’m Rhona.” She paused for a second, considering her words, then continued. ”Gotta say, it’s comforting to know that there are other clumsy people around. Being the only one gets old pretty quickly.”
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Ai Kangeki
Posted: Apr 9 2012, 08:12 AM


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”Gotta say, it’s comforting to know that there are other clumsy people around. Being the only one gets old pretty quickly.”

Ai frowned slightly at that, unsure how to respond. Did Rhona really think that she was just clumsy? No one could blame the blind woman for a few bumps now and again. Ai wondered whether perhaps this was just the girl's pride talking. Again, she thought about how everyone must treat the woman. Differently. Blind wasn't something that everyone could relate to. Clumsy certainly was. It was common ground in an uncommon situation.

Ai laughed a bit in reply. "Absolutely. Sometimes I wonder how I've managed to live this long." It wasn't quite exaggeration. When she first arrived on the Storm, it had been quite a while since she'd worked on anything. It took her a while to get back into the groove, and for a while she felt like she was just getting in Praetor's way. He was good about out, but she could tell sometimes when he was getting impatient.

She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, suddenly getting an idea. "Well, maybe this a strange idea, but... perhaps we could combine our efforts. Keep each other from being too clumsy. I think maybe it would be safer that way for both of us." She grinned, trying to look friendly. But then she remembered again that Rhona couldn't see her. This was going to be more difficult than she imagined.
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Rhona Cego
Posted: Apr 9 2012, 11:52 AM


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Ai’s response made her laugh. ”Same here. By now I’ve probably bumped into everyone on Persephone at least once.” It was interesting, and kind of pleasant, that she was joking about her constant collisions with others. Usually an average day off the Serenade left her with plenty of bruises and in a bad mood. Having someone else around, though, who was as prone to accidents as she was, made her feel better about her own shortcomings. And Ai wasn’t blind, which left Rhona feeling just a little superior to her new acquaintance. That was a new feeling, and one she liked.

Then, after a little silence, Ai spoke again to propose the idea that the two could join forces. That was unexpected, and the girl wasn’t entirely sure how she felt about it. On the one hand, she hated being led by the hand when she was quite capable of navigating by herself, just not very well. It made her feel like she was back at home with her over-protective parents. She had run away from home to get out of their reach. Falling into something similar was not an option.

But on the other hand…Ai was suggesting a mutually beneficial partnership. They were both clumsy. Together they could minimize the number of accidents that occurred as they wandered the marketplace. Surely that was a good thing?

Finally making up her mind, Rhona nodded. ”Good idea,” she said. ”But if you try to grab my arm and steer me around, I’m tripping you.” Her tone was light, but the words were still a warning. She would not be thought of as helpless.

The confidence from her threat faded rather quickly when Rhona remembered the difficulties that came from shopping while blind. ”So, uh,” she began, her voice quieter than it had been earlier, ”Where did you want to go? I’d suggest something, but I’m terrible at distinguishing one stall from another.”
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Ai Kangeki
Posted: Apr 11 2012, 07:38 AM


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Ai couldn't help but laugh a bit at the warning. From what very little she knew about Rhona, out seemed to sum up her personality quite well. The girl had no intention of letting her blindness be a detriment. At least she had a great sense of humor about it. If she'd suddenly found herself blind, Ai knew that she'd be mopey and worthless. Some folks were strong, resilient. Others, not so much.

At Rhona's question (and another jab at her own blindness) Ai grinned. Though it made her wonder why she would put herself in the middle of the crowded market if sure didn't know what she was looking for. Perhaps she'd wandered there by mistake? She frowned and thought that maybe someone from her ship should have come along, whether Rhona had liked it or not. A blind girl would be an easy target for a skilled thief, strong-willed or not. Luckily for the both of them, Ai absolutely had a destination in mind. "Well, I'm here looking for a new pair of shoes. My old ones sorta melted. No luck so far, but it's a big market. So you're welcome to join me in my hunt! And if there's anything you want or need, I'll be happy to keep a look out for you, too." She hoped that she didn't sound too eager to help. She had a feeling that Rhona would hate that.

She turned and hummed a bit, making sure that Rhona could hear her. Zizi tought her the song without realizing it. The little bird was a musical thing. Deciding on a direction, she made sure to keep a bit ahead of Rhona, so as to deter further collisions. "So, your own personal doctor, hmm? That sounds handy. The doctor on the Storm, Dr. Agoa, he's plenty skilled. A little odd, but a great kind and a skilled hand. Always seems there's someone needs fixin' up around." She laughed, looking back toward Rhona. "But your own personal doctor. I can only imagine the trouble I might get into, knowing he was just waiting to patch me up after."
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Rhona Cego
Posted: Apr 11 2012, 11:19 AM


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Ai laughed at her words of warning, but Rhona was serious. The last time someone had tried to guide her around by force, she’d kicked them in the leg. That had made it difficult to get them anywhere, much less lead her around. But she didn’t plan to attack Ai’s limbs. She’d already done enough damage crashing into the other woman; no need to cripple her.

So, they were searching for shoes. Well, that was fun, maybe. Rhona wasn’t a big fan of shoes; she liked to have her sense of touch as available as possible, and shoes got in the way of that. Then again, they did also offer protection. She’d tried walking around similarly crowded places like this market barefoot. The bruises had taken weeks to fade completely. The offer to look for stuff for her was appreciated, but she wasn’t sure what, if anything, she wanted. Maybe she could get something for Joe as a thank you for putting up with her all the time. Of course, she knew if she did, he’d just say something about how he loved putting up with her and would do it all the time if she’d let him, making her feel silly for getting him something in the first place. Still, he was always doing stuff for her. It was past time for her to return the favor.

The humming, low as it was, was easy for her ears to pick up, and she turned to face Ai again. The two took off, Rhona doing her best to cut out all other noise and focus on her companion so as to avoid losing her. Fortunately, Ai started talking again, which made things easier. The mention of her own personal doctor made Rhona grin a little and blush, as often happened when she thought of that particular person. ”Well, he’s not just my doctor,” she corrected. ”He’s the doctor for the whole ship. I just happen to get injured more often than anyone else. Comes with the territory, I guess. And it’s not as fantastic as you might think. Joe’s great, but he talks way too much sometimes, and getting him to shut up can be a big challenge.” Rhona usually managed that by kissing the big chatty lump, but that didn’t need to be shared. There were other, less personal methods that could be used.

”So, how’d you manage to melt your shoes?” she asked. ”Seems like a pretty random way for them to go. Were you messing around with chemicals or something?”
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Ai Kangeki
Posted: Apr 16 2012, 05:20 AM


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The way Rhona grinned and blushed at the mention of the doctor made Ai grin, as well. It was really sweet that the girl had found someone to love. She imagined it was quite difficult for both of the parties in such an arrangement. But Rhona seemed happy about it. She sighed as quietly as possible, her thoughts once again turning to lost love, and a hole in her heart which might never be filled. Perhaps it was that she didn't want to fill it, as if it would be a disgrace to Nick if she replaced him. A betrayal. Though she didn't think he'd want her to be alone forever. Maybe she was too afraid to lose again.

Rhona's question snapped her back into the present. She smiled at the girl, thinking fondly of her departed pair of comfortable sneakers. "No, not chemicals. Just a really hot engine fire. You wouldn't know by looking at me, but I'm my ship's mechanic." Another stupid turn of phrase, considering her audience. Ai grimaced at yet another faux pas. Whoever the doctor was, he must have been really good at not making an ass of himself. She continued on. "Captain said she was glad er didn't take casualties, on account of the fact that Praetor and I got it put out pretty quick, but I'd say I lost a good pair of friends that day. Gave them a proper shoe-neral, though. Music and everything. It was beautiful. Bittersweet, really." She knew how ridiculous it must have sounded, but she didn't care. Really, she hoped that it would at least make the girl smile.

Spotting a promising booth, she started to make her way over toward it, humming once again so Rhona could be aware of the change in direction. She really hoped that this would be the one, but she'd hoped that about the first four, as well.
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Rhona Cego
Posted: Apr 16 2012, 11:49 AM


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The flood gates that held back the surging tides of the ocean of sarcasm in Rhona’s mind were tested at Ai’s initial statement. Of course she wouldn’t know by looking. By looking at Ai, all she’d know was that the other woman occupied some amount of space in the darkness, same as everyone else. But the girl held herself back. Ai had only just met her; it would be wrong to expect everything the mechanic said to be screened in advance. Besides, when people did screen their thoughts before speaking, Rhona could always tell, and it mostly annoyed her. The process slowed conversations to a crawl, as the other person speaking always had to think before speaking, “Wait, might this offend? Better say something else.” She couldn’t expect everyone to just get it. Even Joe still slipped up like that occasionally. She’d give Ai a break.

The phrase “shoe-neral” got her laughing, and it was hard to stop after Ai continued, speaking of music. That was amusing. What music did one play at a funeral for shoes? Something fast, to make them feel like they were still running, or something slow to let them know they could rest now ? Why was she seriously thinking about this? It wasn’t like she’d ever seriously consider having a funeral for any article of clothing. When her clothes fell to ruins, she threw them away with absolutely no ceremony. And yet…she’d never attended a funeral—not that she wanted to—but one for a dearly-loved pair of shoes might be nice. She’d have to suggest it next time she decided that her shoes were trying to kill her feet (this happened often). ”That sounds…interesting,” she replied. ”I’m sure your shoes appreciated the send-off.”

The humming was quickly becoming her favorite method of assisted navigation. It was loud enough to keep her following Ai, but subtle enough that she didn’t feel like she was being led around on a leash. She’d have to make an announcement to the crew of the Serenade that humming must become their primary way of letting her know where they were. It would be fun to see how that went, since not all members of the ship’s crew were musically inclined. Might lead to some ear pain, but at least she’d be having fun.

Rhona followed her companion to the booth, touching it when they reached it to make sure she knew where she was. Sense of place established, she turned again in Ai’s direction. ”So, a mechanic. What’s that like? I don’t talk to our ship’s mechanic much. He’s always busy fixing something or watching shows on his Cor-pad.”
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Ai Kangeki
Posted: Apr 23 2012, 12:47 PM


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She laughed a bit at Rhona's appreciation of the shoe-neral concept. Drea had been supportive of her strange idea, and really it wasn't the sort of thing she'd normally have done. But the long days in the Black can cause a certain peculiarity in a girl. A little nonsense now and then never hurt anyone. Whatever broke up the monotony of the average cruise couldn't be so bad.

Despite her blindness, she felt like Rhona would have fit in quite well on the Storm. At the very least, Rhona'd be able to hold her own trading witty barbs with the best Storm had to offer. And with all the men aboard, it would have been nice to have another girl to try to even things out.

”So, a mechanic. What’s that like? I don’t talk to our ship’s mechanic much. He’s always busy fixing something or watching shows on his Cor-pad.”

The question almost confused her, because people didn't usually care what being a mechanic was like. She was basically the help. Sure, the Storm would fall out of the sky without proper maintenance, but in a good week she didn't require much help. There were exceptions, like the fire, but not usually. She smiled again.

"Well, it's terribly exciting. Every day a new adventure. Sometimes David overdoes it and we have to get the poor engines cooled down in a hurry, or some stabilizer will snap apart and I'll have to hound the captain until she pays for the new part. But mostly, I'm fixing kitchen gear or tweaking the pilot's chair until it's juuuust right. We're a pretty new ship. We've had our share of scrapes but so far, it's not been much..." She shrugged. "Before that, I was fixing training rigs for some flight school students. That was a bit more adventurous, considering the stupid things that post-adolescent men will do. But it was sweet the way they'd show off for me..." She thought of how many times she'd scolded Nick for being a daredevil. It was cute that he thought he had to be macho, in the most buffleheaded way possible.

She turned back toward Rhona for a moment. "What is it that you do on your ship? If... you don't mind me asking, that is."
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Rhona Cego
Posted: Apr 23 2012, 10:26 PM


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From Ai’s tone, she seemed a little confused. Maybe she didn’t get asked about her job much. Rhona didn’t see why that would be the case, sure, mechanics weren’t as noticeable as, say, captains or pilots, but they were just as important, if not more so. Without a mechanic, a ship probably wouldn’t last that long. Accidents happened, parts broke…someone had to fix all that. Even if she’d been able to see, Rhona didn’t think she’d be able to figure out the workings of ship engines. From what little she’d gotten out of Maurice, engines were ridiculously complex. She had a great deal of respect for what Ai did.

The other woman’s description of her life before her current situation made Rhona grin. She was guessing that the men in that flight school had done more than just trying to impress Ai, but she didn’t say that. One benefit of being with a doctor: Joe didn’t have to try to impressive her. Considering that his job was to heal people, everything he did amazed her—not that she told him that. His ego was big enough as it was. ”Sounds like fun,” she replied. ”At least you’re always doing something. I’m a little jealous.”

Then Ai asked about her job. Rhona shrugged. ”It’s nothing too impressive. I’m a comms officer. It’s a fancy title, but my day-to-day work usually just consists of spinning around in my chair and waiting for something interesting to happen. I did get to be of some use a few months back when an elevator shaft collapsed with some of our crew inside it, but other than that my job isn’t exactly glamorous.”

Rhona remembered then that they were at a stall, and that Ai was looking for something there. ”So, uh, shoes,” she muttered. ”Any particular kind you’re looking for?” She wasn’t sure why she asked the question. It wasn’t like she could pick out a particularly eye-catching pair (though Joe did say that she had an eye for all things brightly colored). Still, might as well try to be helpful.
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Ai Kangeki
Posted: May 3 2012, 01:38 PM


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”It’s nothing too impressive. I’m a comms officer. It’s a fancy title, but my day-to-day work usually just consists of spinning around in my chair and waiting for something interesting to happen. I did get to be of some use a few months back when an elevator shaft collapsed with some of our crew inside it, but other than that my job isn’t exactly glamorous.”

Ai blinked and looked over at Rhona when she spoke of collapsed elevator shafts. Did that sort of thing really happen outside of the adventure novels? Could Rhona sense her inexperience and maybe decided to just pull her leg a bit? She studied the girl for a moment, silently, and decided that she was being quite sincere.

"Wow, wait, that really happened? That must have been really scary! I don't know how I would've handled something like that. But I'm sure you're pretty good at managing in a crisis. At least, from what I've seen..."

She grinned, looking at the spread in the stall before them. Mostly generic or knockoffs, but that didn't matter much to her. She could tell this was the spot. The gentleman was speaking a language that she didn't understand a single word of, but she knew that with the right amount of pointing, she'd get her message through.

”So, uh, shoes, Any particular kind you’re looking for?”

She grinned, turning her head back toward Rhona. "Well, the ones I lost were a pretty comfy pair of sneakers. They were cute, too, black and purple. I'm hoping that I can find something similar here. Maybe if I see something else that catches my eye, I'll walk away with those, as well!" She winked to no one in particular, scanning the selection. "Maybe I can help you find something to wear for that doctor of yours, hmm?"

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