Yet another is subjected to TimeSlash

-Ruelette-
*...And here she was, a Rookie in the extreme, vet only of the WreckRoom and training programs, all the rigorous excersizes trainees went through, knowing she still had a long way to go and a lot to learn. Nervous as hell though, trying to keep her heart from beating too loudly, for surely the ones who guide her to her room now can hear it as well, it was right in her ears, pounding. The base in Oregon was hardly the only base in the States, but it was the main one, the biggest one, the most equipped and held all the real legends she'd only heard of in lecture classes. Fabain was one of those kids who wasn't a lost file, she'd been taken (kidnapped) from her parents at a very young age, about 3 years old, and raised by the GUARD in a place where the students were called the Family. SHe had no recollection of her true parents, and hadn't much questioned about them. She had no need to, she was GUARD, she belonged to a family, she had a home and brothers and sisters. For all she knew, she had always been there, she'd been born at the complex set in the wholesome Midwest, she'd thrived there. No, no need for anything or anyone else but the GUARD, who pushed her excell, calmed her fears, taught her well, supported her, cradled her when she had nightmares... but this was a dream come true. She was HERE... here at THE base of bases. She'd done well to get here. And she keeps telling herself she'd deserved this by being so good in her classes and studies as she traverses the hallways, following her guides, green eyes wide at her new home. /It's just reopened/, a man was saying, though she barely heard him. /We had to set up camp at the French base for months. Hope you don't mind that "new smell", this place reeks of it/. He chuckled lightly and she smiled to humor him* It's awesome. *She breathed the words, full of wonder. The man chuckled again, and gestured towards a door as he paused in his steps, turning to face her. /Your room/ He smiled. /Make yourself at home, Fabian. And glad you're with us/ The door was open and she peeked in, blinking. fairly plain, but it held promise. A few posters, some color in the furniture... yes, it would do nicely, and was large, roomy. /This is the girls wing. There's a map of the compound, some rules and guidelines to follow, any questions, ask your hall-leader. She's in suite 5. Your room as a bathroom ensuite, there's spas and a workout room down the hall, pool... gosh, just read your manual, its all in there. Have fun, and see ya round!/ He turned to head off, Fabian's eyes still huge. It was like... being a priveleged child. She loved it* Thanks, Cleansweep! Er... or is it Miles when we're...? *He laughed and shrugged, vanishing around a corner. /Whichever. Miles is fine. Bye!/ She sighed and threw her bags into the room, but didn't feel like being in there herself, so instead she turned, casting her gaze about, grinning broadly to herself*

-TS-
*going into her room might have been a wise idea..as a sudden group of young women pour into the hall, lead by a wild-haired figure holding up a credit card* ONWARD MY LEGIOOOOOOONS! ONWAAAAAAARD TOOOOO SHOPPIIIIIIIIIIIING! we gotta replace all the stuff we lost when those jerkoffs ruined this place last time!!! Let no item remain unreplaced, let no outfit go overlooked!!! LET'S HIT THE DAMNED GOOD OL AMERICAN MALLS! *from around her,the other girls- and even a guy or two- cheer....trust Becca's wild sense of humor and every day living to gather a crowd* C'MON! move it, move it, move it! we're not gonna get any shopping done HERE! *and then the army surgse down the hall...looking like it's about to sweep Fabian away...*

*Green eyes huge, Fabian just blinks a moment in confusion as a swarm of plastic-happy young people surge towards her. As it seems they're about to swallow her alive, she leaps back, into the safetly of her doorway, letting the wave ebb onward. DAMN that girl was loud...* Close call... *She murmurs to herself, watching them*

*the wave is about to move on- when it suddenly stops on a dime and turns as one to look at her. the loud one shifts around a bit- then finally climbs onto one of her compatriot's shoulders, waving over at FAbian* hey there! sorry about almost makin' ya a pancake! we're all pretty excited ta be back here is all! So- ya a new one or a transfer like us, sorta?

*Owlish looks... big eyes blinking slowly as she realizes she didn't escape notice. Damn. The loud one has singled her out and everyone turns to stare, becuz who wouldn't turn and gawk at the newbie freak this loud thing is screaming at in her loud, loud voice? She knows its friendly fire, as it were, but it still makes her feel awkward, conspicuous, spotlighted... and Fabian was never one to be the cynosure, that was something she gladly sidestepped and defered to others. But here she was, on display, like a neon sign...* Um... *she blushes slightly, thanking all the powers that be her deep tan covers the pink flush. She hopes* New. I'm new. Just got in. Like... JUST got in. UM. I'm pretty excited to be here too. *did she really sound as stupid as she felt?*

Well, welcome aboard! just got in, eh? bet that means yer room's pretty boring right now! *she hikes her thumb over towards the shopping-army she's assembled* why doncha sign up? if ya don't have a credit card, you can just stick your stuff on mine! *another member of the group snickers* welcome to where Her Royal Insanity's money REALLY goes..I don't think she spends even half of it on herself! {Becca} SILENCE I SAAAAAAAAY! *the group snickers but then obendiantly falls quiet as she turns back* soooo, whatcha say, huh? oh yeah!!! i'm Rebecca! Call me Becca or TS, whichevah tickles ya fancy, sweets!

*It seems to be the order of the day, Fabian blinking. But for a moment she just stares at the girl, ignoring the crowd, and finally she formulates a reply, incredulous* You... you USE GUARD funds for such... *she waves a hand, punctuating* ...extraneous things? *she has a hard time believing this, she'd always been taught moderation, thriftiness, though not cheapness, but still... you simply did NOT go throwing money around like that. You did it with thoughtfullness and common sense, and... then she blushes again as she realizes something and wishes she'd just kept her big mouth shut* Or is that... your private pay?

hoooooo hoooooooooooo! quite a sense of humor ya got there!!!!! use GUARD funds for THIS?! theyd have my hide for 'Pole's new jacket if I did that!! *she waves the credit card around, as if it's some sort of hypnotic pendant* c'mon girly- it's your first day here. unwind! relax! shop! meet people! I promise theyre not all as wacked and nutsy as me! *skipping back and suddenly adopting a valleygirl accent* I'm like- totally special and stupid, you know? I just - you know- don't really buy anything MOST of the time but like-when I do- I do it on like, majorly suburban legendary porportions!

*Fabian relaxes a bit, smiles as Becca covers her mistake for her, grateful for it. She still wishes there wasn't quite so big a crowd. She never did well in crowds, she always got lost, pushed aside, and simply ended up feeling alone. She was a quiet girl, serious, not that she was without humor, but until she got used to someone, or a new situation, she didn't exactly shine... not like this /TS/ did. Slowly, not quite shyly, she wasn't shy, but she still felt like she was being put on the spot, she nods, green eyes bright against her suntanned skin* Okay. Yeah, I'll go. One ONE condition. I get to pay you back if I put anything on your card, deal?

*Becca shines because she refuses to NOT shine..she will not be silent,she wil not be passive...never again* Anything ya say!!! *then she makes a grand gesture to the crowd* part, my vast forces! show some manners and introduce yaselves will ya? *when a near tumult begins, she makes a furious quiet down gesture* ONE. AT. A. TIME! and we can talk'n walk at the same time y'know!!! let's GOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! *reaching back to gesture for Fabian to follow her, whispering in a stage voice* I'm a long time veteran of these malls...don't worry, I can get ya great deals on everything!

*Green eyes, huge as saucers, shift from Becca, then to each person as they introduce themselves... she tries to remember them all... and back to Becca again, her face sore from all the smiles she offered as each revealed his name* Okay... I guess I'll trust you... *she was /kinda/ starting to warm to this loud girl. At least she was nice. At least she was trying... sometimes very trying, Fabian was sure. She sighs and melts in with the crowd, another sheep following the shephard*

Yaaaaaahooooooooo! and another has joined the congretation!!!! *they massively cheer- then surge on again to the parking lot...though TS suddenly slows up when she sees someone she thinks she knows* Heeeeeeeeey! Tosh- *then a dozen people grab a hold of her- some slapping their hands over her mouth, others hefting her up and plunking her- head down towards the floor, legs sticking up in the air- into one of the cars while others around them are filled and prepped for "take off".* *muffled by her odd position* You can ride with me if ya want! once I get this straightened out!

You mean your unnatural powers don't cover driving while upside down? *she smiles at Becca, unconcerned by her predicament* You must be the odd one out. Everyone else's does. *she glances over to see who Becca was talking too, but looks too late. Shrugging, she files out to the cars, pausing to see which one Becca would take* I guess I'll chance it.

*she sits right sideup finally..and grins* nope!!! sorry, I just screw time up! ready ta go?! *apparently gonna take the car she was unceremoniously dumped into* I get to drive! *sing song- while others just groan. Becka's driving is legendary....and NOT for it's safety.*

*At the groans from the others Fabian, who was about to sit down in the car, almost gets back up, trying to push her way out. She knows that kind of look, that kind of... fear. She's had friends like THAT before* Um, on second thought, I think I have to make a dentist appointment or wax my bikini line or something... scuze me, pardon me, coming thru... lemme out!

oooooh no ya don't! we've hit the line of no return!!!! *then she turns the key...and promptly floors it* YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWW!!!!!!! *the car screeches out of the parking lot- probably accompanied by human screams both inside and outside the vehical...then vanishes around a corner..*