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@pzfr​, from [X]

“Rex, I say this as nicely as I possibly can...” Krigg whispered, her head slowly poking ‘round the same corner Rex was investigating, a little ways down compared to him, one lone antennae preceding the charge to listen for incoming hostiles. “But your whole planet has become a master in the art of pulling some weird and unusual shit out of their ass. I’ll roll with it when it happens, not if.”

The little creatures gaze scoured the hallway meticulously for the hidden gleam of a camera, or any sign of hostiles. And when she found none, she simply looked up to the nypardian with an unimpressed quirk of a non-existent brow. “Just mind yourself. I can be so fucking sneaky, you’ll forget I’m there. Just let’s do the repo job and get out ‘cause you owe me a pretzel for this.”

the27percent​:

The absolutely blunt honest of her statement was interesting very interesting. Atieno was tempted to respond with a small smile, clearly relating well to this situation. But they figured showing such interest in it may only keep her even more unsettled, which she clearly already was. Making it worse now doesn’t seem like it was worth the attempt to explain to themself why bother.

“That’s understandable. Might as well just pass by, allow the briefness of the encounter and let the consequences of time catch up. Not a bad way of handling things really, not at all.“ Seeing her start to manage what could be a very bad headache, or even worse had them almost feeling bad. Maybe they could have just left in the first place to avoid her having to deal with the sheer complications of this conversation. Just because they liked being such a challenge to others, doesn’t mean that they would bother with this if they were in her situation.

“I mean I like talking to people sometimes, it’s been interesting to get to know a few individuals every so often in my travels. I think it’s interesting to be able to directly hear about different experiences. Make a friend or two when I just want to talk even if I know I can not be truly understood by … whoever I encounter really. It’s nice to participate in smaller scale activities that people enjoy over the course of their life, just try it for the sake of doing so. I have found some worth in such interactions. It’s hard to justify but it is a nice change of pace from the otherwise distance and diffuse presence I constantly maintain.“

With the comparison to a hand disguised as a sock puppet of their parent, Atieno offered a small nod.

“Yeah. I mean you’re right. I am. I can not and will not deny that. It’s really just a  convenient if peculiar layer for interacting. And it makes sense it’s very bizarre to just confront the sheer reality of that.“

“That sounds... Kind of one-sided. Lonely, almost, considering that even if you interact with people in a certain way, you’re not likely to encounter anything that could ever view the world the way you do.” Krigg admitted, letting out a short sigh that seemed to work at easing some of the tension that had taken root into her very bones at the threat of something clearly not following the general laws of dangerous encounters. Stress was a bitch and a half to deal with whenever it decided to violently ramp up in a way she couldn’t control.

She didn’t feel too bad for the guy’s situation as a lone singularity in a world of comparatively dull creatures - mostly because she barely knew the guy, and that there was basically nothing she or anyone could do about the situation.

“In a way, you’re kinda’ dumbing things down for the sake of others. Guess that sock puppet analogy wasn’t that far out of left field, hehe...” There was a little cackle from the small extraterrestrial as she mused out loud to herself, before turning back to Atieno. “I mean, I guess that the whole “not finding someone to relate to you or to open up to” isn’t that much of a you problem. I mean, it’s especially bad for you, no arguing it, but I can’t say it’s something a lot of people find in their lifetime. You share an issue with us plebs, rejoice!” There definitely wasn’t that much cheer in her voice, but Krigg made do with what she had.

“...You ever regret getting down on our level to experience things, in a way? Did it like, suddenly make you aware of some things you weren’t considering before, in a bad way?”

the27percent​:

Atieno had expected her to try and get a word in, they didn’t seem to particular mind that she seemed on the verge of saying something. But the way that her face seemed to fall was more than enough for them to know that their point has been made pretty clear. She was now very aware of who she was dealing with and while Atieno didn’t want to necessarily leverage that off the bat. If they have to, they are not above doing so.

Hearing her finally speak about not actually saying the things that she imagined them being able to do, Atieno gives a small nod in response. “That’s likely the best move you could make really.“  It’s a simple statement, just an acknowledgement that she probably did make the wiser choice all things considered.

The next rIound of questions, the confusion about them just hanging out more or less in different places were ones that Atieno was well used to.

“I mean I am what you expect because that diffuse consciousness is my true nature and is still.. doing what that aspect of me does while I’m out here right now. So you’re not entirely wrong.  But it’s curiosity that tends to drive my visiting of different places. When I go from seeing a whole lot of nothing, to helping form so many places, to seeing so many different civilizations come to fruition - it’s very interesting to see in the long term of things. And sometimes.. I just want to stop in and see what has arose from a more ..immediate point of view. “

“So, let me get this straight.” Krigg began, voice feeling somewhat softened compared to its previous aggravation, but no less incredibly confused. The little robot sucked in a deep breath, hands gingerly reaching to press against her sternum before falling away in time with her exhale. “Because, I still struggle to understand much of what you’re explaining to me. Well- I speak your language, it’s not that fucking obscure, but the reasoning behind the facts still has me swamped with confusion.”

“But you, in all your... vast eldrich existence, a tiny portion of your mind somehow saw the world form around itself, possibly from the beginning of matter in the univese, which would make sense as anti-matter and matter was just a great big soup with no concept of separation. It saw the world form around itself, and decided it would mimic a life form with an incredibly reduced perception of things to go explore that.” Krigg slowly spoke, the whole exercise mostly a way to chew the cud, so to speak, and actually assimilate what the unfathomable being was saying in terms she could sort of understand.

“How are you... not going nuts from that. I mean - not sure your mind can comprehend the concept of insanity, but it’s got to understand discomfort, at minima. Even if you definitely don’t conceptualize that too well in others.” The mention of his, well, rather poor decision to just let her know casually about some uncomfortable notions, was treated more factually than with any degree of annoyance at him for it. At the very least, it wasn’t actively malicious in that his lack of fucks given wasn’t actively causing her harm. Not that she was all too sure he’d restrain himself if it did, or care - it was only benign out of sheer luck of the conversation. “You’ve gone from two radically different perceptions of the world around you and your body related to it. How is it not bothering you even a little bit to suddenly be blind and deaf to your surroundings by comparison? I’m- honestly, I’m still kind of reeling from the fact you’re even capable of feeling curious, and not in a “welp, I wonder how that thing’s insides work - oh, it’s dead, that was fun, moving on” way.”

“...That or I’m actively boring and I’m fucking thankful for it.”

5mind​:

“I am more worried about your safety than your schedule,” Red commented, their volume lowered. When it comes to situations like this, Fivemind really hated getting anyone else involved. If something was to happen to anyone aside from its units… Guilt was not something the AI was new too but it was an emotion they would never get used to. 

Red’s visored gaze followed Krigg as she clambered up the wall. The entire time the little alien scanned the area, the android was throwing nervous glances over their shoulders with their audio receptors primed. The nearby traffic and overall noise from civilisation did not make it easy but they could tell, they were still being tailed.

If Krigg were to glance in the direction from where Red had come stumbling from, she would probably catch sight of a very distinct heat signature - hotter than the average human, roughly 2 metres tall, and fast approaching Red’s position.

Without the goggles, the figure merely appeared to be a very tall humanoid hunched in a navy blue raincoat.

The moment Red heard Krigg call out to them, they moved - faster than they should in their current condition. 

“Is there no other way to contact you? He can hear us, you know?”

Krigg’s eyes went wide as a speck of warmth on the edge of her goggles’ vision caught her attention. Her head snapped to the distaction, zeroing on the distant figure that had just entered the street, and that was approaching fast the current source of noise. Too much heat to be a regular organic. The little extraterrestrial cringed herself back over the railway from sheer embarrassment, and began furiously rummaging through her coat pockets. Her many, many coat pockets.

First order of business, she thought to herself as she pulled from the inside of a sleeve a small bead of polished metal through which ran hairline grooves that pulsed a faint blue, intercept the collision course. She quickly turned the bead until she found a small button, pressing down with a swipe of her thumb. There was a faint beep as the collapsed metal of the grenade expanded to fit her palm comfortable, the plates shifting to reveal an analog slide that she set with a quick tap of her opposing hand’s thumb.

The small, silvery projectile arced over the edge of the roof, and with pinpoint accuracy, plinked behind the dumpster that Krigg was previously investigating. Krigg’s hands flew back to digging in her pockets before the projective had even disappeared from sight, and soon enough, she finally produced what she was looking for. Two circular, white devices with a clip-on end, and another that she knew she was magnetic. One found its usual place on the collar of her jacket...

The other would eventually land and stick rather unceremoniously to the Red unit’s shoulder like an unruly fridge magnet. It buzzed a few times, before the little alien’s voice crackled through the device. “And three, twoooo, onee...”

There was a loud BANG as the grenade behind the dumpster went off, tearing the heavy container away from the wall and sending one side whipping at breakneck speed across the small alleyway. The spinning metal box ended ending its mad rush against the opposite wall whith a crash of torn metal and a burst of sparks, effectively blocking the path.

“Take a right on the turn while it’s looking the other way! And, don’t worry about me. I’m not the one who people are usually worried of getting involved in their troubles.” Krigg’s cheshire cat grin, somehow, could almost be felt on the other end of the line. “Because usually, people’s troubles don’t like having trouble with ME.”

the27percent​:

Atieno was this far from laughing at the sheer annoyance that they seemed to be provoking in her. It’s not something that they aimed to do, but if someone was having that much of a reaction to them, they can’t help but find it funny.

“I could. Although hissing at me isn’t exactly a way to get what you want. But fine. I am and embody the dark matter, the darkness of the universe. Been around for.. entirely too long. “

 As patient as they could be and friendly as they could be at times, this seemed to be a different encounter, revealing a more sharpened edge to their sense of self.

“Well it’s easier to visit places in a relatively smaller form. Trying to get a larger version of myself into places I wanted to see without causing a huge scene - that would be a lot more trouble than it’s worth. The details is just personal preference. And yes. This is how like I look in general - it’s not for anyone but myself. “

As for her brain matter melting, Atieno hummed. “Well. It depends. There are versions of myself that could that. But most of it is more.. disperse, and present in the vastness of space without people noticing too much.“

“I-” Krigg tried to find herself interjecting, but seemed to stop herself before she could provide any sort of argument, her raised finger slowly moving back down as her face fell into one of disgruntled acceptance of the fact he did have a point. Never had a rude, demanding behavior gone anywhere in negociations, unless someone had the clear superiority in the firepower department.

And as she came to learn shortly after, face decomposing slowly into a mask of quiet horror, the one with the superior firepower wasn’t her by a loong, looooooooooooong shot. “...Oh.” Was her long-awaited response, at the end of a relatively long, polite period of silence to listen to and digest what the other was feeding her, the little alien having gone from staring at the man to staring at the tip of her boots. The thought that he was lying, feverish and hurried, emerged to the forefront of her mind.

But either he was the best fucking liard she’d met, which she would have believed easily enough, fucking skin thieves and all that, or he simply saw no reason TO lie. Which, if you were some eldrich abomination on a stroll, why would you see a reason to lie about your nature - the fuck’s the other person gonna’ do? Telling it outright was disturbing and just the type of shit she could see something like that do for the hell of it.

“Okay - you’re either NOT disproving or actively letting me know you can do whatever freaky shit litterally passes through my brain and happens to be vocalised, and I’m going to take that as a sign I should not say those things. For the sake of preserving my own sanity.” Krigg eventually said after a long inhale, hands joined in front of her face, brows furrowed. She exhaled slowly. Her logical brain was now aware of the situation. The emotionnal brain was just struggling behind but, she had good faith it’d catch up.

“So, the embodiment of dark matter just... turns into a biped out of sheer “because” to enjoy walking on ground level and smelling the flowers. That’s... I’m... So confused. I don’t understand.” Krigg slowly lifted her hands up, fingers curling in mute exasperation as they shook, the question she wanted to ask. “Whyyaay?” She sputtered out, arms falling limp at her sides. “Why do you, at all, just... exist like this. Why ARE you here? I’d expect the embodiment of dark matter to just be some diffuse consciousness just existing within a whole quadrant of space and causing the whole thing to get violently sent running amok like a bunch of coins rattled in a jar every time it turns around in its sleep? What’s the interest of just... being, on the level of one rock in the cosmos; to you?”