A funhouse mirror view of home

[kuromu_dokuro]

Who: Chrome
When: Any given Tuesday
What: It's not home, but it almost is


When the glowing portal opened Chrome was ready for whatever might come through it. She thought. She really had thought, but...no. The touch of a Mukuro's mind on her own brought her quite literally to her knees. She was right about one thing, she thought vaguely while someone who was almost, but not quite, the boy she'd left behind grabbed her by the mental projection of hands and gave them a tight squeeze. She didn't need him like she had, but he still slipped into her mind like hand into glove.

She could live there, she thought, since this Mukuro's Chrome had fallen. She could be useful, helpful, be a version of home closer than anything since she woke up spitting blood in a featureless darkness. She could...but she also couldn't. No. This wasn't her home, and she had responsibilities. All that was expressed between the two minds, faster than a single word could be spoken, and then Mukuro pulled Chrome into a tight, tight hug that felt like being whole.

They stood in a house, just a small house looking out on a tiny Italian road, with a partial view of a fruit stand to one side, and a bookstore to the other. While Chrome got a rapid run-down of Mukuro's world, of the differences between it and hers, the opportunity for people to go and explore a place with living people who were not stolen into a mad city was perfectly open.

((OKAY GUYS. This here is an OPEN WORLD POST. That means: DO THE THING. Barry wants to buy bread? DO THE THING. In Chrome's world(ish) you can find all kinds of crazy ass powers doing crazy ass things from flying on blue fire to exploding catnip-addicted cats. This is not exactly Chrome's canon so don't worry too much about said crazy ass powers. Just DO THE THING.))

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[delphi_bat]

"Emergency protocol stipulates..."

"I've read the protocols, City," Babs sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose. "It also stipulated that proper equipment will be provided and it has not that means I have to seek outside suppliers."

"There is a downed pylon in grid 12!"

"I rerouted that this morning it'll hold for a few hours. I'm going." Some days she thought the city was a four year old honestly.

"Leaking in the street substrate! The emergency requires you stay!"

Really what that meant was the road was turning in to mud suddenly and gripping at her wheels. Right. "I'll bring you back something tasty, just stop whining," she grumbled, pushing her wheels clear and bumping up in to the portal. She was pretty sure that the wail she heard behind her was just reality winds or something.

Sure.

Right, first order of business was to...duck, apparently, since a toddler was pointing a bazooka at her. Great, she was going from babysitting a sentient city to disarming a child and laying a bazooka across her lap while the tot cried.

At least she had wifi? Time to go find a computer store and see who she needed to terrorize for decent equipment (and what the hell a kid was doing with a bazooka but hey she figured that answer would find her instead of the other way around).

[kuromu_dokuro]

"Pardon me." came a quiet voice with the kind of tired, wrung out tone of someone who was pushed too far...and then even farther than that, and is trying to pick up and move on again. "I didn't realise that Lambo had found the ten year bazooka. If you would give it to me I will ask the Bovino family to lock it up better."

[delphi_bat]

Bingo, the answer had found her. Score one for her thought processes? Or something. She'd been a little worried her ability to predict actions might have dulled in a mostly abandoned city.

Ten year bazooka. That wasn't going to lead to anything good was it? She steepled her fingers a moment and eyed the young man up and down, "is it common in this world for toddlers to get their hands on weapons? Because if so I might feel safer keeping it for now," she offered with a wry smile.

[kuromu_dokuro]

"Only this one." he said with a shake of his head, "I'm not part of his family so I truly do not know how he does it. My name is Lancia." he wasn't that young, not really. Perhaps as old as she was; he was a young man when Kokuyo had come to his Family and the years with Mukuro had aged him far past the simple passing of days.

[delphi_bat]

"Hello, Lancia," she smiled and pronounced it flawlessly. It was a thing. "Then I think I'll keep the ordinance for now. Thank you for stepping in though, I"m acclimating as it were. Would you happen to know where we are and which way I need to go to raid an electronics store?" Priorities, she had them!

[kuromu_dokuro]

"Raid?" he asked, in the tone of voice of someone who...well. Raiding happened sometimes. Real raiding, not the ind Babs actually thought of. "We're in a smallish town on the southern Italian coast."

[delphi_bat]

"Ah, I misspoke," she chuckled, wheeling back toward the alley entrance. "Raid in the sense of I intend to leave with as much as I can possible convince others to carry for me before I'm recalled." Home. Recalled home. That was an odd thought yes.

"I do try to stay law abiding when I'm able."

[kuromu_dokuro]

"Ah, good." Lancia said with a nod, "Breaking the laws should only be done when it must, when there are no other choices. Come." he gestured beside himself, to lead her to a store.

[delphi_bat]

"I happen to agree entirely," she chuckled, following him. "granted, armed toddlers is technically a new thing for me so I think this area may have a slightly different scale for 'necessary' than the one I'm used to."

[kuromu_dokuro]

"My world is a bit...chaotic." he agreed, with a small, snorted laugh. It wasn't terrible full of humour, but it was there.

[delphi_bat]

"I can work with chaos," she chuckled easily. "As long as my credit cards works anyway." And it should, she'd stressed inter-world compatibility for upgrading and repairing systems!