Test Drive, aww yeah?

[war_bonds]

 [It's early out, the sun barely in the sky, the shadows still stretched, but gradually shrinking as the ball of gas climbs higher. Perfectly kept boots click against the stone on the outside pathways in time before coming abruptly to a stop. Dark eyes scan the surrounding area as pale hands tug at the spotless blue and red uniform, removing

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[will_be_god]

[[A rather...pallid man walks by, passing her by a few steps before stopping and turning back to her. As he speaks, he's not making eye contact but looking past her]]

You seek something.

[war_bonds]

[She pauses from her fussing to examine the man, finding his clothing and manner unusual. She runs through the possibilities; a uniform, clearly, but unlike any she is familiar with. Military? She's unsure, but keeps a placid expression and a polite tone.]

I was simply getting ready to inspect this establishment, Sir, to see if it is worth me applying for a position.

[will_be_god]

[[Her uniform, on the other hand, is undoubtably military. He frowns]]

You are a soldier...no, one who commands soldiers. There are many others here like you.

...such is the state of the world.

[orangestarbeats]

[Sitting under a tree, music blaring on full blast, there's Jake. What is he doing?

Being Jake.

He also hasn't quite noticed the familiar face yet.]

[war_bonds]

Hm?

[The faint noise had caught her attention. Music. Crass, ridiculously loud, certainly not classical but it has a certain... nostalgia to it, nagging at something in the back of her mind.

She glances around again looking for the source. A smile appears on her face as she finds it, and, to her surprise, an old friend too.

She walks over to Jake, and pokes him lightly in the forehead, with a smile on her face]

Hello stranger.

[orangestarbeats]

[Jake's eyes quickly blink open. When he sees who it is, he suddenly tugs off his headphones and shoots up.]

S-Sasha! Ah, hey! What brings you here?

[tank_rockarms]

::Huh, look at that. There's some blue-haired guy that sort of looks familiar in the swimming pool, swimming.::

[war_bonds]

[Swimming facilities? Excellent. A good way to keep in shape, though, perhaps privacy may be something of an issue. A lady never dresses... ‘indecently’ in public after all.

She wanders over to the edge of the pool, giving Max a small wave as she approaches, seeing if it’ll pull his attention away from swimming.]

[tank_rockarms]

::Swim swim swim swim swim, Max is swimming in the pool and then he looks up to the side as he breathes for air and notices a familiar blue uniform::

::He stops swimming::

Hey, Sasha!

[sonic2point0]

"Nice get up, soldier girl." A robot hovers a few yards above, mocking.

[war_bonds]

[She looks up, shielding her eyes with her hand. The only change in her expression is her mouth drawing into a thin line.]

Your sarcasm is duely noted, sir.

[Sir? She wasn’t even sure it was human. Synthesised voice, flight without aircraft? Most likely robotic in nature, though she knew few people who could craft such a thing.]

[sonic2point0]

"Glad you're taking notes." Metal lowers himself down to the ground. "You look like one of those Blue whatever officers. I can only hope you're here to take them back to some warzone."

[war_bonds]

[A metal... is... is that a... what exactly is it meant to be? Some sort of animal? How very bizzare.]

The name you are looking for is Blue Moon. I am sorry to disappoint you, but I have no intention of taking anyone away from here.

[Her reply it curt, ice cold. Her expression and body language remain the same, except for the boots. They shift, ever so slightly, digging in the heels, standing their ground.]