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"I'll be upfront right away I don't even have a single clue what a fixer is. I mean I thought I did but the way you explained it basically proved that wrong."
It really just sounded like a fancy word for mercenaries or whatever the term they used in his world for people picking the highest bidder to do their dirty work for them. A term that didn't get much meaning back where NJ was from, unless it was for the sake of playing pretend. But with each passing phrase she did have to wonder how wild things got for that to happen in the first place...

"Sounds pretty rough though. But I mean you look fineish right? Must've showed 'em all up before getting here did ya'?"
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"So you said you were a Commander yourself? But all you did was up in space rather then on the sea?" That part alone wasn't too hard for NJ to understand. It was everything else involving alien life, a space faring crew, and much more that caught plenty of eyebrow raising from NJ. Yet despite everything she just heard the BB's eyes could only glisten at the idea of all she heard so far.

"That's so goddamn awesome! I mean we have alien kinda creatures back where I'm from too! But most of them are a bunch of assholes really. None like the ones that sound super chill with you that's for sure."
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"Hell yeah there is! God's gift on culinary world if you ask me."
Among many other things but this one really did hold its own tier in the pantheon of other food choices. The only major problem was actually finding someone out there who could keep the legacy and taste alive without compromising too much of what mad a chili dog that.

"Hey we need two more of these!" NJ shouted out to the chef with a smile on her face, not soon after the orders reaching the two in all its cheesy gooey delicious glory.
"You could smell just how delicious it is from here. But go on try a bite, its on me after all!~~"
"I've heard of sausages, but 'hot dogs' are completely new." She looked at it, observing it. "So, it's really condensed meat tubes, and then with some meat sauce, and then cheese. A lot of protein. Oh, is that a bean!"
She points, fingertip almost touching a stray bean.
"There really is so much protein here! In a bread casing."
Nodding at the woman fervently, she inhales the very, very meaty scent of the chili dog. "Yes! Please! It smells so good."
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"Whaaat? I think you are selling yourself too low!"
Maybe low self-esteem? Never been on a date before? Could've been plenty of things but NJ felt the strong pull to figure it out. Only just to satisfy her curiosity more then anything else...

"Well at the moment I don't have someone to celebrate it with. Partially why I asked you because I really could use someone. But what I can do equally as well is maybe find you a partner if ya' don't care for me. Which, yeah I'd be pretty upset. But I'd understand completely!"
"Ehh..." Viktor makes a point of it to look away from the other. One, he didn't think he was her type. Two, he didn't really swing that way. That was a bit more important than the other one.
"I fear I would only disappoint were such a thing to happen. For several reasons. But I am sure someone like you could find a way to celebrate the holiday."
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been lazy for quite a hot minute so here's a new ad! capping at 3
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been lazy for quite a hot minute so here's a new ad! capping at 3
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"Wha, come on! Where's your spirit of braving the unknown? You really gonna take a coffee you basically drink everyday over something that might rock your world to its core?"
Not that she meant any offense to those who actually enjoyed the kind of drink. But staying stagnant in one's eating habits for too long would realistically cause further problems down the road. It happened to NJ plenty of times, although those usually involved bad stomach aches and other short-term issues rather then something as large as changing one's entire morning or eating routine...

"Weird to you might be someone else's treasure. Wouldn't you want to see what that's like?"
he thinks of his of his time before the scenarios started, the amounts of energy drinks he had consumed just to stay awake during the long hours in the office. the thought of it just makes his stomach hurt, energy drinks and convenient store food everyday. ugh, maybe he should be happy he ended up in a different world.
"a smoothie to wake me up? that sounds-" way too sweet actually, even when working in a drab and boring office everyday, that didn't seem too appealing. but he supposes it might work for others including her. "it sounds a bit weird, so i don't think i would be willing to try it."
or maybe kim dokja doesn't like trying anything new.
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"You bet ya'!"
Even if the majority of the members were from different nations. But it probably wasn't that important, not to someone who didn't even know what all of that meant in the first place...

"No can do partner. You might be an owl but that doesn't mean I can just spout all the secrets right to ya'. If the Commander was here maybe I could get permission but otherwise my lips are staying sealed shut."
Azure Lane?
"I haven't heard of that before. American?"
She is named after New Jersey.
"What sort of secrets are these? You can tell me."
Let's see how serious of an agent she is. Engle leans in, as though expecting to hear a secret.
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"Ooh is it?" The uniform didn't look too radically different from what she was used to but sometimes the best of the best usually were hidden behind simplicity in the first place.

"I'm part of the Azur Lane. They got tech all up in the wazoo so honestly anything anyone makes they can probably replicate it. When they aren't trying to uncover more secrets of course..."
Engle leans in to get a closer look at the device. It must have some sort of purpose, given the horseshoe of lights... but for the life of her, Engle can't figure it out. She leans back and rubs some feathers on her chin.
"Hm. Custom job? My uniform is the same," she says. She pats one of her bulky shoulder pads. "Who made it for you?" She's eager to learn more.
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"Device?" She had to look up for a brief moment to see what they meant. "Oh that! It's kinda a headband I guess? I wouldn't call it a device."
Even if it did function practically like one But she really hadn't seen it being used too much since arriving here in the first place. Outside of the first few days adjusting to everything new.

"I'd say you can have it but I don't know if it'd fit on your head. Kinda was made for me to wear and nobody else..."
"Alright." Engle decides to drop the topic. "I speak owl to other owls, yes."
"Why is there a device on your head?" She points to the machine in question.
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"Yeah I mean that's who I am. Why else would I get named anything else beyond that?" Granted she didn't choose the name herself but realistically you don't get much of a choice when your named after pre-existing things to begin with.

"Oh well thank god. I speak that too. Not owl though I wouldn't be able to tell a single thing about. Do you just talk in owl sometimes so people don't understand what you're saying?"
Engle tilts her head. "Did you give yourself that name?"
She can't imagine a wold where people are named after states. Unless it's, say, Virginia.
"I speak English. And owl. And... other languages."
Getting into the details isn't something Engle does very much.
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"Oh if you need to melt this down you don't need to worry about a single thing sweetie. I can blow it sky high within a second."
Granted there was always someone's desire to want to do something that NJ had to take into her thought process as well. Individuals often wanted to really just wanted to show off their skills, regardless of how efficient it really was. She wasn't any different considering the offer to blowing it up would involve shooting close to 1000kg of firepower in a single shell...

"But that'd cause a big ol' problem for everyone else now wouldn't it? Hold on I think I got something in my pockets that can help you out..." After plenty of time spent searching she eventually found a pocket lighter stolen from her boss's office. Not that he needed it with how many there were just splayed about.
"There we go! How's that?"
" Got a lighter or something on hand?"
perhaps the most annoying thing about being in this city was being cut-off from her abilities. not to say she relied heavily on them– it was always her firm belief that gods and the like needed to put their feet on the ground and experience life as everyone did and becoming the archon didn't mean she was anything more than just a normal human– but they did come in handy in a pinch.
for instance, she could just conjure up a fireball the size of her palm and melt this annoying ice in a second. however, no flames spark at her fingertips and so she resorts to more ....mundane methods to help.
" Just need some fuel and a quick flame can melt this off no problem."
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"You damn right it is! My name too!" NJ said acting as if it was normal to be called a state in the first place. Or named after a ship that was named after the state in the first place. Real normal stuff people could completely comprehend.

"Wait is there a difference between the two? Not trying to say like "All birds are the same" and all that but is that a whole thing that you all speak different languages?"
"... That's the name of a state." Strange thing to call herself, in Engle's opinion. Not to mention the indomitable black dragon part, which seemed strangely familiar, though she couldn't put her finger on it.
"I don't speak eagle. Only owl." Engle crosses her arms and looks suitably tough. She hopes she doesn't ask her to demonstrate, but she's not crossing her fingers, either.
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"Can't say I do have anyone. Sure there's a few people out there but I don't really see 'em as someone I could make a whole relationship with. Ya' know just stick with 'em as friends and all that?" Better that then assume something the other party wasn't really mentally prepared for in the first place.

"Usually back home I'd just drop off a few chocolate boxes to the people that I know want 'em. But here that's just one more box on a pile of hundreds for some people. Kinda crazy how wild this holiday gets here..."
Yumine jumps, wings spread out and the tufts hidden in hair twitches, "Oh! Why yes!" She's blushing at the thought. "Ooooh stop it, you! I couldn't have done much without your push. " She's gentle but playful when she taps NJ. '
"Is there anyone here you have your eyes set on, NJ? Maybe we can see if they're free to hang out with you?"
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"Oh that's good. Regular ol' coffee is so drab! I mean come on it's like drinking whatever you grounded up from the dirt right into someone's cup. Like people really gotta add at least something to it so it doesn't taste so bad."
Which was a bold statement from someone who might occasionally add a little bit too much to her own drinks. For better or for worse considering hers usually involved much more sugary additives as opposed to the usual drink..

"Have you ever tried a smoothie to wake up to before? i mean I've heard some people enjoy that espresso thing too. But imagine a fruity blend that you can't pull away from. That's the real stuff right there."
oh boy she was talking a lot. even before the scenarios started, he was rather quiet and reserved when ordering coffee. this was probably her idea of trying to the break the ice between a customer who is reluctant to speak. credit where credit is due...she knew how to keep his attention.
kim dokja was just nodding his head and giving hums while she was telling her story. almost feeling bad for not really paying attention, the poor girl did everything she could to get his attention.
"oh, uh, right. expresso's are usually what i prefer...to be honest i don't really drink a lot of coffee anyways." and no he doesn't like just black coffee, thank you very much. maybe yoo joonghyuk gave that kind of impression, but definitively not him. did he really look like the type to just get black coffee? agh, this is going to bug him for at least a few hours today.
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"Yeah you'd think I would've gotten ANYONE at this rate. I mean there's not much that's holding me back now. I'm practically perfect!" Minus her incredibly overbearing and flirtatious nature that is...

"It does but those little short conversations can go a long way you know. Hell some of them might even reach that "long-term" status as well if I'm lucky!"
❝ I CONFESS, I AM SURPRISED YOU DO NOT HAVE A PARTNER AFTER ALL THIS TIME. ❞ if he managed, surely she can as well, ❝ DOES A DATE NOT IMPLY SOMETHING MORE... FLEETING? IN WHICH CASE, THE DAY PASSES ON BY REGARDLESS. I TAKE IT YOU ARE LOOKING FOR SOMETHING LONG-TERM THEN? ❞
... or perhaps he is overanalysing it.
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"You can just call me New Jersey! The Indomitable Black Dragon herself but don't wear it out. Or do, I love hearing people saying it out loud.~~" Maybe she was a little too absorbed in the introduction part.

"I'm just surprised that's all. One of my friends has an eagle but they aren't like ya' know, walking and talking. Unless you count the "Scraw!" as words."
"I am." Engle remarks in a tone as though she's realizing it for the first time herself.
"And you are?" A woman with a piece of metal stuck to her forehead, apparently.
#cyberengle#cyberengle1#“did you fight timeline hopping aliens because I did”#one's an actual soldier soldier and the other just winky face soldier
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