we read the signs completely backwards

[rigging]

Who: Jesse Finch and YOU
Where: Exploring the city buildings. Anywhere!
When: Day 31
What: Jesse's decided he's done skulking around. He needs to figure out what and where he's living in now, and he doesn't mind company.

He's situated, now, and he finds it's much easier to concentrate now that he has everything settled. There are good people here, and he's watching out for Galen, and everything will be okay. So he picks through the city in search of all sorts of things. Food, weapons, cigarettes, those are important - whatever he can find and possibly use to barter for things later. He knows how it gets when supplies get low.

He checks out everywhere, from the cemetery (where he feels like he's going to spend a lot of time) to the bar (which, he decides, is going to be his secondary most-time-spent-in area) and gathers things as he goes. He's not paying much attention to any others who might be out, but throwing rocks at him and shouting should generally be good ways to get Jesse's attention, right? Right.

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[thezerothlaw]

Daneel is still trying to make himself useful, and today that means haunting the library and looking for useful information in the stacks of books. Shouting, however, very quickly diverts his attention, and even if he doesn't believe it's a shout of alarm or fear or danger, it's still something he feels it necessary to investigate.

He emerges from the library, puzzled, looking for the source.

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It was just one little shout! Just to see if anybody was in the library. Which there was someone! So he was successful, then.

When the dude comes out of the library, Jesse grins widely, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Sup." Nice and simple.

[thezerothlaw]

Daneel looks at him a moment or two. It's a funny sort of greeting, and he's not entirely sure what the acceptable response to 'sup' might be.

"I'm not clear what the reason for your shouting is, but you appear to be unharmed. Did you require assistance?"

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"Nnnno, I was just seeing if there were any signs'a life in there," Jesse replies, still grinning. "Which there was, namely you. Uh, so - who are you? Ain't seen you afore."

[thezerothlaw]

Does Daneel count as a sign of life? Partner Elijah thought so, but he's not sure himself. He exists, he functions... does that necessarilly mean life? He'll leave the philosphy for someone more qualified.

"My name is Daneel Olivaw. We haven't met, no, but I have been here some time. Are you a recent arrival?"

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Counts to Jesse! He's not really aware that Daneel is a robot, unless there's wires poking out or something.

"Daneel. That's a weird name," Jesse remarks cheerfully, scurrying closer so he can lean and peer curiously at Daneel. "I just got here a few days ago, so yeah, guess I'm new. How long does 'some time' mean?"

[thezerothlaw]

"It's an Auroran name."

Peculiar. This individual looks... familiar, though Daneel is well aware that he's a very different person; minds don't lie, even if faces might.

"I've been here for thirty days, which is as long as anyone I'm aware of has been here."

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"A what name?" Jesse makes something of a curious face, mouth rounded. Nosy, nosy. As for the thirty days bit, Jesse stores that away for now; he'll come back to it, but he wants to know what Auroran means.

[thezerothlaw]

"Auroran. My creators were from the planet Aurora. To be perfectly accurate, they were from near the capital city of Eos."

Daneel doesn't mind nosy. He'll answer whatever questions he's asked.

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"... What?" Jesse hasn't heard of either of those. Or - there were a lot of confusing things about that sentence. "Where's Eos? Your creators?"

[thezerothlaw]

This conversation is going a little backwards.

"My apologies. My full name is R. Daneel Olivaw. The 'R' stands for 'Robot.' I'm a humaniform robot created by Dr. Han Fastolfe and Dr. Roj Nemennuh Sarton. Although I was created on Earth, both my creators were from the planet Aurora, and that is where I've spent most of my existence."

Daneel hopes that clears things up a little.

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"... So your middle name's literally robot." Sorry, Daneel, Jesse finds this hilarious. It's like an action movie! "Wait, wait, okay, you... what's humaniform? Where's Aurora? I never heard of there."

[thezerothlaw]

"Humaniform. I am a robot designed to replicate the appearance of a human being as closely as possible." Daneel inclines his head politely, not in the least offended by Jesse's amusement. "Aurora was the first planet colonised by Earth settlers, though that was several hundred years ago now. I would indicate the star for you, but I'm not entirely clear on the placement of Aurora's sun in the sky from other planets."

[goodluckkobra]

"Hey! Hey, you! Clone!" Kobra comes running, stopping a few feet short of where someone might stand for a friendly conversation. "You think you can just... steal faces?"

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Oh, wow, for a second Jesse thinks... but it's not, it's some dude who is definitely not who Jesse thought he was, and he lifts his hands defensively. "How d'you know he didn't steal my face, huh?"

[goodluckkobra]

"'Cause he had it first, cockstain." Ghoul steals a lot of shit, but not faces. That's just fucking weird. "Why are they doing this?" The to me is implied.

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Like it isn't weird to Jesse, Kobra, and he's the one with the same face! "I dunno, we're all in a sitcom," Jesse scowls, stuffing his hands down in his pockets. "So you gonna be an asshole to me for no reason too?" He's not allowed to fuck with Kobra, so he can't even threaten him. Fucking lame.

[goodluckkobra]

Kobra narrows his eyes. "Guess not, 'long as you don't try to mess with my head."

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Jesse fidgets, and looks down at his feet. "No, I ain't got a reason to, unless you give me one." And that gets a scowl. "I dunno who you even are." Apart from the fact that he looks like someone Jesse knows.

[goodluckkobra]

"I'm Kobra. You're a clone of my friend, Ghoul, but I guess that's not really your fault, right? Can't really blame you, 'cause you can't make yourself. Even I know science doesn't do that." But what if they clone Kobra next? "You're not the first clone I've met here. They cloned my brother, too." Stupid scientists.

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Well, see, that's a reasonable reaction. Jesse wrinkles his nose. And he's going to be nice, except the implication that the redhaired douchenozzle is related to Kobra makes Jesse stiffen up. "That asshole is your brother?" Oops. It slipped out.

[goodluckkobra]

"Yeah." Like Kobra hasn't called Party worse. "Don't mind him an' don't give him anything sharp. Or paint-like."

A pause. "Don't give him anything, especially not sugar or coffee or razor blades."

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"Yeah, no shit? There's a warning," Jesse growls. "He make it a habit to great people with those sharp things?" A beat. "And what kinda name is Kobra?"

[goodluckkobra]

"Actually..." And he just laughs. "First thing he said to me when he got here was that he was gonna shank me, so, yeah. Typical Party. Sorry 'bout him. He's good as long as you point him at bad shit, but sometimes he misfires on his own and you kinda look like Ghoul and--"

He comes closer. "Whoa, okay, your tats are totally different." You can't clone tattoos, right?

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Ooookay, so they're all weird. That's good to know. Jesse shoves his hands in his pockets when Kobra brings up his tattoos, and he wrinkles his nose. "... They are?" He hadn't exactly gotten the chance to look. Jesse looks over his arms. "Like which ones?"