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TODAY IS DEPRESSING DRABBLE DAY
"Would you please tell Chii the way back to the hut?"
It was a strange question to ask, and she hadn't gotten a true answer out of anyone who was asked it. Chii was surrounded by sights she had been 'born' into but had never seen in her entire life, at least, thanks to the magic of resetting. Skyscrapers towered over her, and yet she was nowhere near understanding just what they were. The woman who she had asked if they were like volcanoes merely looked at her funny and walked away. It confused the persocom; normally people back home were willing to answer her questions.
The only people who seemed interested beyond mild curiosity or perhaps feeling embarrassed for her were two men outside of a travel agency. Chii had her hand pressed against the glass, focused intently on a picture of a tropical getaway. The secretary of the store had asked her if she was interested in booking a flight, but when Chii openly admitted to not knowing what money was, much less knowing anything about planes or travel, the secretary gave up on trying to talk sense to her. One of the men snickered, putting his hand on top of her head to get a close look at the metallic ears on either side of her head.
"Strange to see a malfunctioning 'com all the way out here. I've never seen one act like this--something must've really scrambled it's programming."
Chii turned around and bowed politely. "Good afternoon!" She greeted happily, as she had been taught. "Chii is lost." She pointed to the poster behind the window. "This is what Chii's home looks like, but Chii doesn't know how to get home from here. Chii woke up this morning and was gone, and couldn't find Chii's friends."
The second man chuckled, taking a long drag from his cigarette. "Really screwed up, yeah. Her owner must be around here somewhere, must've wandered off or something."
She politely shook her head. "Chii does not have an owner. Chii lives with Chii's friends, and Chii does not want to keep them waiting, either."
The first man started to walk away, pulling the other man with him. "C'mon, let's go. Last thing we need is her followin' us like a lost puppy or something." Watching as they left, Chii bowed her head once more, thanking them for their time anyway, even if she was not a puppy, and continued asking the passerby if they knew the way back home, that it was getting late and she wouldn't make it in time to feed Atashi or help with dinner or see the fireflies with Misuzu. And yet, she wouldn't get an answer.
Finally, she retreated to a park bench, thinking maybe if she waited in the same place, they would come to find her and take her home.
"Would you please tell Chii the way back to the hut?"
It was a strange question to ask, and she hadn't gotten a true answer out of anyone who was asked it. Chii was surrounded by sights she had been 'born' into but had never seen in her entire life, at least, thanks to the magic of resetting. Skyscrapers towered over her, and yet she was nowhere near understanding just what they were. The woman who she had asked if they were like volcanoes merely looked at her funny and walked away. It confused the persocom; normally people back home were willing to answer her questions.
The only people who seemed interested beyond mild curiosity or perhaps feeling embarrassed for her were two men outside of a travel agency. Chii had her hand pressed against the glass, focused intently on a picture of a tropical getaway. The secretary of the store had asked her if she was interested in booking a flight, but when Chii openly admitted to not knowing what money was, much less knowing anything about planes or travel, the secretary gave up on trying to talk sense to her. One of the men snickered, putting his hand on top of her head to get a close look at the metallic ears on either side of her head.
"Strange to see a malfunctioning 'com all the way out here. I've never seen one act like this--something must've really scrambled it's programming."
Chii turned around and bowed politely. "Good afternoon!" She greeted happily, as she had been taught. "Chii is lost." She pointed to the poster behind the window. "This is what Chii's home looks like, but Chii doesn't know how to get home from here. Chii woke up this morning and was gone, and couldn't find Chii's friends."
The second man chuckled, taking a long drag from his cigarette. "Really screwed up, yeah. Her owner must be around here somewhere, must've wandered off or something."
She politely shook her head. "Chii does not have an owner. Chii lives with Chii's friends, and Chii does not want to keep them waiting, either."
The first man started to walk away, pulling the other man with him. "C'mon, let's go. Last thing we need is her followin' us like a lost puppy or something." Watching as they left, Chii bowed her head once more, thanking them for their time anyway, even if she was not a puppy, and continued asking the passerby if they knew the way back home, that it was getting late and she wouldn't make it in time to feed Atashi or help with dinner or see the fireflies with Misuzu. And yet, she wouldn't get an answer.
Finally, she retreated to a park bench, thinking maybe if she waited in the same place, they would come to find her and take her home.