lobcorp/ruina AU catchall

[spelleton]

[ I'd have something witty here but i'm very tired today so you just get a placeholder ]

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[spelleton]

A good-luck gift, [ he calls from the kitchen, keeping a careful eye on the steak. ] I had to do plenty of paperwork for it, so I hope you'll like it, or my efforts will have been for nothing. Take a look if you like.

[ If Avery decides to open the box, he'll find what looks like a pair of large, ornamental feathers, radiating gentle heat. They curve in such a way to suggest that they're meant to be worn on the head, like a wreath or crown. ]

[subconmodo]

[The gift is... certainly different, that's for sure, and he wonders what an energy company would be doing with these sorts of odd fashion statement.]

Is it a hat or something?

[--is a question he probably should have asked before he decided to put it on his head, but, surprisingly enough, the feather headdress is somehow... comforting in a way, makes him feel more at ease, warm, like he could soar through a winter night without a care in the world.]

Woah. Is this what L Corp uses to help you employees de-stress?

[spelleton]

You could say that. [ He carefully presses the steak. Almost done... ] They're...gifts from what we work with, to produce energy. [ Which is not......strictly speaking.......any kind of lie? ] There's, ah...a lot of different equipment. I made sure to choose something that would be useful to you.

[subconmodo]

[Avery lets out a low, impressed whistle, eyes darting briefly to the grilling steak and back to Ekkehardt again]

Damn... No wonder you had to go through so much red tape.

[He grins]

They know you planned on giving it to me? You can tell me. I can keep a secret!

[spelleton]

They know I planned on taking it out of the facility. I've got a few other things like that. [ His smile curls, wry and sharp. ] All that equipment together is the most valuable asset I have.

I suppose if you can keep secrets, I can show you my work gear. [ He doesn't let this distract him from finishing up the steak and sliding it onto warmed plates. ] But this one is all yours, as my parting gift to you.

[subconmodo]

Pfft, don't act like we're not going to see eachother again. I already told you I plan to visit, didn't I?

[Avery grins and practically leaps out of his chair, reaching up to straighten the feather crown when it tilts on his head]

But I am absolutely going to take you up on that offer to see your work gear! Especially if it's anything like this.

[spelleton]

[ He just 'hmms' at that. You never know! And at L Corp, your future is even less assured. ]

Well, it's a mark of our time together as roommates coming to an end! Seeing you once in a while isn't the same as seeing you every day.

[ He raises an eyebrow as he sets out the plates. He huffs a little. ]

At least eat first. Don't waste all my hard work!

[subconmodo]

[Avery raids one of the drawers for a couple of forks and knives, giving a dismissive little wave as he takes them back to the table]

Yeah, yeah, I hear you. Like I'm really going to let an opportunity like this go to waste. It feels like forever since I got to sit down and have a good steak.

[He sets the silverware where it needs to be and all but flops down into his seat.]

Thanks by the way.

[spelleton]

I should be thanking you. [ He smiles at him warmly, beginning to eat. He speaks politely between bites. ] You're the one who even gave me an option to room with you. It's the least I can do.

[ It certainly cuts down the commute time. ]

[subconmodo]

Hey, if it was up to me, I'd drag you along with.

[he takes a moment to chew, gesturing vaguely with the knife.]

Not that Vanessa would mind too much, but I can't imagine the transfer paperwork you'd have to go through would be much fun.

[spelleton]

I don't mind paperwork. It's peaceful, actually. [ He shrugs. ] You'd be surprised how little I do - I'm an agent, not a clerk. It's not my job.

[ Avery can keep a secret, right? You are gonna get some TOP L CORP SECRETS. Or at least things that aren't known to the general public. ]

[subconmodo]

[Avery cocks his head to the side]

Agent? Like security?

[spelleton]

Um...you could say that. [ He takes another bite of steak and chews thoroughly before he continues. ] We're kind of like security, but our main job is to work with what produces L Corp's energy.

[ He glances at him. ]
You've heard of the areas beyond the City, right? The outskirts and the ruins?

[subconmodo]

Yeah, who hasn't?

[He takes a bite of his steak and nearly chokes on it as it finally sinks in, and for a moment he completely forgets all sense of politeness, speaking without finishing his food.]

No... You're kidding.

[spelleton]

Working for L Corp means you don't have to. [ His tone is a bit apologetic. ] Sorry. I didn't mean to make you choke.

But, uh. Sometimes they find...creatures, you know? All the way out there. They call them Abnormalities in the facility. They capture them and transport them back to the corporation.

From there, it's the job of agents to work with those abnormalities. Keeping them happy and indulged means they don't break out...well, usually...and, well, they give us energy, which powers other Corporations! And the City, of course.

[subconmodo]

Yeesh...

[Avery slowly shakes his head]

The ability to harvest energy from creatures from the Ruins and Outskirts... That's one hell of a Singularity L Corp's got there.

And the equipment you mentioned--that's for dealing with them?

[spelleton]

Some of the equipment helps with the usual work. They're, sort of made from the Abnormalities, I guess. The tech staff manufacture them from the Abnormalities themselves - I'm not really sure how. We get, um...suits, and weapons. I can show you those later, when we've finished eating.

There's gifts, though...like accessories. They're given by the Abnormalities themselves. Those feathers I gave you are one of those. [ He smiles a little honestly. It's tired, but there. ] I had to work a few extra shifts, but the Firebird's not too bad, so I didn't mind. They're actually pretty manageable if you're used to them.

[subconmodo]

[Gifts from creatures from the Outskirts and Ruins--Abnormalitiies... A part of Avery wonders if they might be cursed somehow, but if they were Ekkehardt wouldn't feel comfortable giving Avery something like this, right?

He wasn't like most of the people who lived in the City, after all. There was still something of a heart left under all that sometimes-too-serious exterior]

Heh. Firebird, eh? Should be useful once Winter rolls around. Better than a pair of earmuffs.

[Not that he can remember the last time he actually wore earmuffs]

[spelleton]

[ Well, some of them are definitely cursed. But he wouldn't give anything like that to a *civilian*. An agent who knew the risks, sure...but not Avery. ]

I can only hope it'll be that helpful. [ His smile brightens a little as he looks at him, in reflection of that hope.

He continues to eat. He slows down as he gets close to finishing his meal, aware of how it's marking their time together coming to an end. ] So, where are you going to live? You're moving to a different Nest, aren't you?

[subconmodo]

[Avery nods and gives the district's info. It's not W Corp or J Corp's district, thank goodness. Just your average, run-of-the-mill Nest.]

Not too far from here, thank goodness. And hey, if it turns out L Corp has a branch there, I can put in a good word for you and see if they can move you over.

[spelleton]

Oh, you really don't have to do that...I'll be fine, don't worry. [ He's got something picked out. Not another Nest, though; he feels more comfortable in the Backstreets, somehow, even after all this time. ] You've been more than generous enough, with offering me space as your roommate and everything.

[ ...All done. He puts his utensils down with a clink, feeling an odd sense of finality. ]

[subconmodo]

[The clink of silverware echoes in his mind, and a sense of loss grows, weighing heavily in his chest. Still, Avery wears his smile. It would be harder to leave if he said anything, after all, and acknowledging it aloud at all just makes it feel too real.]

Just keep it in mind. Someday you might want a change in scenery, you know.

[spelleton]

Okay, okay. I'll try not to forget. [ He pushes his chair back to rise, picking up his empty plate. ]

Do you want a look at my gear now? It's not like we've got much to do after dinner. [ Except washing up, but he can handle that. ]

[subconmodo]

[Avery nearly drops his plate into the sink in his excitement.]

Ha! Do you really need to ask? Just show me where it's at! I want to see what those babies look like!

[spelleton]

[ Ekkehardt laughs a little, putting his plate in the sink and beckoning to Avery. ]

All right, all right. Come on. [ He opens the closet inside his strangely sparse room and drags out a large case stamped with L Corp's logo, which he takes several minutes to get open. ]

I don't want anyone else to get their hands on these, [ he explains, as he unlocks it. ] They'd be hard to replace.

[ The case pops open to reveal a set of funereal clothing in black and white. It smells faintly like dust and moths; even looking at it feels heavy and sad. Ekkehardt carefully folds it up and puts it aside, revealing a case with miscellaneous trinkets underneath; a purple and yellow heart badge, a set of bandages, a match, a gold and blue smoking pipe, a curled flower. These, he unlatches the tray for and similarly puts aside.

Waiting almost ominously underneath are two weapons; a thin sword with a blackened hilt, and an innocuous looking rifle in the same blue and gold as the pipe. ]

I don't use the rifle a lot...I guess he'd be a little miffed about it, but it's too powerful to use carelessly. [ What he means by that is hard to discern. ]