[CLOSED] The March of the March

[bowtography]

WHO: March 7th, various.
WHAT: Various shenanigans (feel free to pm me for a starter!)
WHERE: Many places
WHEN: March 2024
WARNINGS: None yet!

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[gundemn]

Yeah, space travel doesn't seem to be a thing in this era. [ But it could be. ] Maybe it's time we abandon the planet to the monsters and make for space.

[ All jokes aside, it is nice to meet a fellow Spacian. ]

[bowtography]

Unfortunately, it's not like there's not monsters in space, either.

[ With a bit of a huff. ]

My turn, then...

Do you have a favorite kind of food?

[gundemn]

I take it back, your space is nothing like mine.

[ It's not the first time he's been told monsters crawling about is the norm. His world seems to be an exception, where the biggest plague is not kaiju but corporate greed. ]

Favorite foods, huh. I like snacks.

[bowtography]

Snacks sound pretty easy! I'll have to buy you some, then. As a token of friendship!

[ Hopefully she doesn't have to fight him into friendship. ]

[gundemn]

[ Wait, what? He blinks, baffled why she would want to be friends when he hasn't even been a particularly good buddy. ]

That's not really necessary...

[bowtography]

But I want to!

[ We're space homies now. ]

[gundemn]

[ How does he even respond to that. If he were more honest, he would admit it'd be nice to be friends, but... ]

Then I'll have chips, pudding, and green tea cake.

[ She offered friendship, not a delivery service!! ]

[bowtography]

Sure, but the next meal's on you.

[ Brightly, but she'll start walking. ]

Your turn!

[gundemn]

[ Friendship is so difficult... He follows after her with a lightness in his steps. ]

You said you were traveling through space. Where to?

[bowtography]

Just blazing new trails! Handling planetary problems. The Astral Express doesn't have a final stop, as far as I know.

[ And hopefully not anytime soon. ]

[gundemn]

[ Ah, a space pioneer and busybody from the sound of it. Actually, it seems kinda fun except for the part about handling other people's problems. ]

Does it not bother you being stuck here?

[bowtography]

Oh, it does.

[ Well, at least she's honest. ]

It feels like...

... Honestly, I don't even remember the last time I stayed in one place for this long.

[gundemn]

Not like you can get on a spaceship and hitch a ride out of here either.

[ Being stuck sucks, at least that's how he feels. ]

[bowtography]

Yeah... So I guess we're here until we accomplish the mission.

[ The very long mission, maybe. ]

[gundemn]

Or die trying.

[ It's a futile mission. He simply wants to run away and not deal with it. ]

[bowtography]

We're not going to die! I'm great at protecting people!! And I have way too much to do!

[ Ah, yes. "Way too much to do." Definitely something that keeps death at bay. ]

[gundemn]

[ Sorry March, he's going to laugh, but he can see in her eyes a zeal for life. ]

Good luck with that. Alright, last question.

[bowtography]

[ NO DYING BEFORE GREEN TEA CAKE, ELAN!! ]

Right, mm... what's your biggest goal for the future?

[gundemn]

Not dying would be a good start.

[ Does that count as a goal? Hopes and dreams are for people who have their whole lives ahead of them! ]

[bowtography]

I mean, that's not really a goal, is it? Isn't that just more of a given? There's nothing else you want to do?

[ She is giving him a concerned look. ]

[gundemn]

[ He knows how it sounds. Pretty pathetic to not have a goal outside of survival, the last person to point it out to him looked at him with more disdain than concern. The constant threats to his life aside, he had been trying to figure out what he wanted to do until he was brought here, rendering it pointless. ]

I can't exactly travel Earth even if I wanted to. Blame LILITH!

[ Elan shrugs exaggeratedly. Not his fault LILITH is a destroyer of hopes and dreams. ]

[bowtography]

When it's all said and done, I bet you could! Traveling's a great goal!

[ And maybe other Earths are better for sight-seeing... ]

[gundemn]

Sure, I guess.

[ He hums noncommittally. He's not planning to die before he makes it out of here, but a future isn't something he'll take for granted. 'When all's said and done' could be a long time coming. Anyway, that's the end of his questioning. ]

What is it you want to do?

[bowtography]

Regain all my memories.

[ Promptly. No hesitation. Sometimes a girl just knows what she wants. ]

And make a bunch of new ones, of course.

[gundemn]

[ He looks at her with sudden curiosity. ]

What happened to your memories?