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08.10.2012 , 08:42 PM |
Prompt: Guilty Pleasures
Characters: Kirya (smuggler), Akaavi
Title: I Love Your Ring!
Kirya and Akaavi exited the
Kirya veered off to find the dockworker assigned to the refueling droids. A little bribe to the poor slob stuck with that job usually netted her a nice ‘discount’ on fuel costs, by way of tweaking the meters. Akaavi trailed behind.
The poor slob in question was lounging near the droids, scanning a portacomp. The young, gangly human looked up as they approached, stringy hair falling away from striking green eyes. “Need something?” he asked.
Kirya hooked a thumb at the
, “You got the refuel order for my ship?”
“Lemme check the list,” he said. He looked over the two women the way adolescent males of most species do. Then his eyes went wide and he gave them a friendly grin, “Hey, awesome ring! Do you play?”
Kirya looked confused, “Play what?” she asked.
” he said, addressing Akaavi.
“I do not
,” said Akaavi.
?” Kirya asked.
“It’s awesome!” he explained to Kirya, “It’s a holonet game. You make a character, and all the other characters in the game are real people on the holonet somewhere. You’re living on a primitive world. No starships, no speeders, nothing like that at all! And there’s magic, real magic, not like Jedi or Sith and stuff.”
“Everyone would be farmers,” Kirya said, “why would you waste time farming stuff that isn’t even real?”
“Captain, just arrange the refueling,” Akaavi interrupted.
“Wait a minute, I’m kind of curious about this now,” Kirya said, “You got a name, kid?”
“Daneel,” he said, holding out one grimy hand, “pleased to meetcha.”
“Kirya,” she said, shaking his hand, “And this is Akaavi. So what do you do on this ‘primitive world’?”
, and you belong to one of the four tribes. There’s the Earthshakers, the Waterskippers, the Windgliders, and then there’s my tribe, the Firewalkers. They’re the best,” he said, pointing to the crest on his shirt, “Firewalkers are the coolest because you control fire. You build up your character by doing things in the game and fighting the other tribes for resources. My character is a Shadow Assassin. He’s totally sneaky, a master of stealth and poisons and stuff. We raided one of the Windglider villages last night—“
Akaavi broke in again, “Captain, really, this is just a childish game. We have other business.”
The young man deflated, “Oh. I saw your ring with the crest of the Firewalkers and I just assumed—“
I do not play,” Akaavi repeated, a note of warning in her voice.
Kirya looked back and forth between Akaavi’s ring and the symbol on the human’s shirt. “That sure looks like the same symbol to me, Akaavi.”
,” Akaavi insisted.
Daneel shrugged, “That’s ok, Warriors are awesome too. Flamewalker Warriors make these cool shields with fire that do damage to the other guys when they get attacked. We had this great Warrior on last night.
she was cool. Just blasting through the Windgliders, taking on six or seven at once. Wiping the floor with them.”
I wouldn’t have to take on that many if some idiot Shadow Assassin hadn’t set off the trap he was supposed to disarm and sounded the alarm!
” Akaavi shouted.
“Oh,” said Daneel quietly. He studied his portacomp for a bit and skuffed his feet on the floor. Kirya stifled a laugh. Akaavi fumed. “Um, so yeah, anyway, uh, yeah, you’re ship’s on my list.”
Kirya looked between Daneel and Akaavi, “So, if I told you that awesome warrior would be available say, every night for a week, do you think you could give me a break on my fuel?”
“Captain!” yelled Akaavi.
Daneel looked hopeful, “You mean it?”
Kirya nodded, “I think it can be arranged.”
And the fourth wall comes crashing down. Crackfic at it’s finest. I blame sleep deprivation.
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