#0verthereoverhere

Verse by jodragen

( 0verthereoverhere​ ) [x] Crash took a deep breath. “Well, I have this.” She placed down a white file called ‘Whitelist’ “And this.” The black file for the ‘Blacklist’. “And a dead man’s journal.” She placed the stained book on the table. Side by side with all the rest of the material. “Remembered the time when said I’m trying to save the future? Well, I will need to start comparing events.” She placed her hand down on the two files. “I got the lists from someone in a good future. 500 years ahead my time and the world hasn’t nuked itself. For once. These will last only for two months.” Then she moved towards the journal. “Jim found this in one of the doomed futures. If I can prevent or alter whatever’s in here, we can avoid that branch.” Deep sigh. “Yes, I’m aware meddling can cause worse chain reactions. That’s why I’m here. With enough comparisons I hope your system can calculate and extract the best case scenarios.”

Metal gives a growl towards the new face. Without a word he produces a new metal blade about to throw it at the other Reploid when a vine grabs his arm. Plant gives a smile. “Hello there.”

“You...I had predicted that I would have to met you someday.”

"Why am I the good cop again?" Jessie frowned. "I shoot Mavericks, not sit and coddle them like weenies."

"Uh…hi?"

( 0verthereoverhere ) Wednesday. The wait was a blessing in disguise. It allowed her to reconsider some options. Not be an idiot. And get some extra help along the way. Kyoga's gift in particular. That will put all hand jokes to history. At 3 in the morning, she fixed the last lock on a pod's trolley. Pulled the handle bar over and pushed it towards the lobby. She had kept her departure a secret from everyone. They knew what she planned, but not the exact time. They might cave from the anxiety. One not-a-dentist in particular. Stanza hopped alongside. She insisted on following regardless of the outcome. "Hey, dear. It's now or never." The bird chirped back. 'Are you sure you want to do this?' kind of thing. "Yeah," Crash answered, "You know dear... you have more sentience than me. That says something. Got to fix that." "Don't worry. I won't die. Swore it. There.... there are people who need me, yes? Onii-chan. Scarf. The kids, Jimmy included. Senpai. Bass..." Master turned to her dear feathered sister-in-arms. "And you." Stanza whimpered, touched by the statement. It's not even a year yet and somehow the bond seemed to exist forever. "Hop on the pod dear. We're almost at the portal."

"You there. You're on my territory. Leave or lose a limb or two. Your choice."