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Entry tags:

haseo,
macha

Out of Bounds [Active]

Character(s): Haseo and Macha
Content: The two finally meet.
Setting: Muspelheim Area (around L5 or so)
Time: Morning
Warnings: None

Haseo knew he shouldn't be wandering around. He was supposed to meet someone even though no location or time was given for the meeting yet, it still probably wasn't wise to wander about. Yet here he was, walking without having any idea just where he was going. It was almost as if someone or something was calling out to him. But that was just stupid, wasn't it?

Haseo promptly stopped and leaned against one of the extraordinary trees, running a hand through his hair as he let out an aggravated sigh before muttering to himself.

"What am I doing?"

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((General note, lol. Macha's speech is italicized. She mouths things and her words ping over the journals as if it was a message :D *complications ftw!*))

The pleasure of still being data-oriented is that Macha still managed to relocate herself with ease - unfortunately it wasn't jumping between servers and fields - but she could use the journals to disappear and reappear. So Macha had arrived right behind Haseo's tree, a curious expression crossing her face. He felt, or perhaps smelled, different, that was her first thought. How peculiar! It was something that she was use to. Wonderful!

She smiled brightly and popped her head around the tree, then tapped his shoulder. "Well, well, I found you~"

Haseo wasn't quite as startled at the sudden tap on the shoulder then he was at the sudden familiar note that resounded in his head as the tap occurred. He was quick to turn around, hands flying to his sides ready to pull out his guns, only to come face-to-face with the AI he was supposed to meet.

He relaxed again although remained slightly wary. Something was so incredibly familiar about the creature but Haseo couldn't put his finger on just why she was. Perhaps because she was a floating cat who seemed to know quite a lot? It was just like...

Phyllo.

A wry smile briefly appeared on Haseo's face at the memory of the sage who would sit by the bridge in Mac Anu and give advice to Players who needed it...even those who thought they didn't. But something told him that wasn't it either. The next thing that came to mind was an image of a certain blue-haired Blade Brandier.

Why the hell was he thinking of Endrance?

Haseo didn't have the time to think it over though as the cat suddenly spoke or well....the cat's mouth moved but he could hear no words, yet the words formed clearly in his mind. It was a bit unsettling.

"Who are you?"

For once, Macha gave a truthful answer, particularly because of the familiarity she felt from the other, presumably due to their connection to The World. He wasn't like that Michael fellow, or even the Loz.

So Macha pulled back, still hovering in the air, and swept down her arm into a bow. "I am called Macha," she answered him, whiskers twitching. She then floated forward a bit and seemed to sniff at him, eyes blinking as she observed around his head.

How odd! She couldn't quite put a finger on what he was. Surely, he had a class. She had took silent notice of the guns, but that hadn't helped things much more. Odd, odd... what was he? Besides different. And odd.

New version, perhaps? Hm. Peculiar.

"Macha..." Haseo repeated to himself, letting it sink in. No wonder he was thinking of Endrance! It all made sense now. "You're Endrance's-!!" But the Avatar was looking so different. No wonder he hadn't recognized Macha although the cat thing made sense. But did that mean...? "Is Endrance here?"

He leaned back slightly as the Avatar started sniffing at him. Not quite sure what to make of it. "What is it?"

"Lasting a trial! Continuing existance! Preserving! They last a long, long time - but..." She went from floating around playfully one moment, to sinking back with an empty blink the next. "I do not know anyone called 'Endurance.'" She blinked again, not sure what to make of it. And she was certainly no one's - not even Morganna's, no, and maybe only Tsukasa's. Odd, she couldn't remember a time when someone mistook her as someone else.

Though, if he was in fact a newer version (and he had said Aura was the goddess of The World...), perhaps Morganna reconfigured her data? Wouldn't that be unfortunate... but not unexpected, no. But Morganna hated wasting data, and would rather put it to use, even after Data Drain. Macha's face scrunched in a bit of worry, but then she tilted her head, whiskers twitching, and pointing towards him. "You are quite the strange one," was all she said. Strange, new data. Interesting!

What the cat was saying made no sense to Haseo, AI usually made a point about not making any sense so that wasn't a surprise to the Terror of Death. But what was confusing was the fact she said she didn't know Endrance. How could that be? Haseo was most certain she was that Macha. "Aren't you Endrance's Avatar?"

Haseo blinked before frowning at her answer. She was calling him the strange one? Talk about the pot calling the kettle black. "Really now?" he replied, unimpressed.

"What's an Avatar?" She asked, full of innocense, just staring at him in confusion. But she honestly wasn't understanding what he was getting at. Who was Endurance? What was he going on about?

Macha floated back, not answering anything else. It didn't really matter, it was just a thought or two. She wondered about Aura again. She sounded safe. What happened after she was Data Drained?

"It's what you are, isn't it?" Haseo was thoroughly confused himself now. He was pretty sure Avatars were aware of the fact they were with an Epitaph-user. At least Skeith had been. Hell, his Avatar had gone as far as to mock him and try to walk away from him. "Avatars, also known as Phases, Epitaphs or Morganna Factors."

"You said your name was Macha so aren't you the sixth Phase, Macha The Temptress? Endrance's Epitaph?"

She reeled back when he begun to explain. All the words struck a chord somewhere in her data, but Phases and Morganna rang the loudest. Her eyes narrowed, wanting to believe this one didn't work with that woman, but suddenly not too trustworthy.

But she couldn't quite admit to being just an AI.

"I am no one's," she growled to him, body tense. She couldn't call Tsukasa's Guardian here. It would appear that it would be hard to get anything useful out of her.

"Okay, okay," Haseo replied quickly, shrugging in a noncommittal manner. He no longer had any idea of just what was going on here. The cat before him was the Macha he knew of that Haseo was certain. He could feel it in the core of his data...or being, whatever the hell he was now. After all he had merged with all the other Avatars once before, he could tell.

But why didn't Macha know? He looked away as he pondered about this with his usual broody face on when he was drifting off into his thoughts. None of this was making any sense.

Macha supposed that not making sense came natural to her - she could make sense when it truly mattered, but was now the time? To her, it was Haseo himself that made no sense, and really, she just wanted to brush the whole Phase and Factors thing aside.

So relaxing a bit, she did. As though it was forgotten, although she filed the information back, just in case. Perhaps she was just missing a document or two for this all to make sense.

"The child in white," she started, "Aura. You say she is the goddess. Is the child well?

Haseo blinked, slightly surprised at how Macha just brushed it aside after getting so upset over it, but nodded slowly nonetheless. She would be fine now that the threats were gone.

"Yeah, she watched over everything and sleeps in the system now. She left The World in the hands of us Players." Or at least it had been something like that. Haseo had been upsetangrycryingdesperate....feeling so much anguish at what had happened only a moment before Aura appeared again to really listen closely to what she had been saying. Just thinking about that memory stung and a blank look of sadness crossed his face.

Ovan...

Macha listened intently, floating circles around him. This was good news! He should realize how lucky his version was. Without Morganna, and with Aura! That meant, to her anyway, that Tsukasa was well, and she didn't have to worry as much about what happened after she was drained.

She saw the look cross his face and tilted her head, floating closer so that her red eyes were examining it. "Something is wrong?" she commented on the obvious.

Haseo looked up, meeting Macha's gaze with his own crimson one, a bit surprised at how good the AI was at understanding emotions and even more so in having noticed his. Most of the AI he had met had always been completely wrapped up in their own little worlds to take much notice of others.

This time Haseo didn't bother leaning back and hesitated as he thought of what to say. In the end he settled on a question. "Do you know someone named Ovan?"

It wasn't that Macha fully understood other's emotions, but that the look that crossed Haseo's face reminded Macha of Tsukasa when he had fallen to his worst of states. And outside of Morganna, Tsukasa always had her attention. Almost more than Macha herself. But Haseo, she reminded herself, wasn't Tsukasa. And... maybe that was a good thing. She would never want Tsukasa sad as Haseo was.

"I do not," she answered. But then, perhaps she had seen an Ovan before? She only recently begun to pay attention to other PCs names, after all. Subaru, Mimiru, Bear... Macha couldn't harm them, else Tsukasa would hate her. But there was no Ovan in that mix.

Haseo sighed forlornly at the answer but couldn't give up hope just quite yet. Maybe she didn't know him but..."He's a Steam Gunner. Blue hair, orange sunglasses, tall and..." Again he seemed to hesitate, knowing what it had been was painful.

"He had this really weird left arm." Ovan had definitely been a person who stood out in a crowd, especially when he still had that arm. Once you'd seen him it was rather hard to forget even if you wanted to. Haseo knew all about that.

Macha was sure that she never heard of a Steam Gunner, and her expression looked skeptical when he mentioned the - what she presumed was - class. So many things she didn't know about suddenly! "No, no, I have not seen this Ovan," she affirmed. The description was peculiar. And it certainly didn't make her data twitch like Haseo did.

How could someone feel familiar, but not at all be? Ah... well, it might not be so unusual for her, not as much as some things, that is! She knew she herself was unusual.

"Alright," Haseo nodded, pushing the subject to the back of his mind as far as he could. Thinking about Ovan would only get him depressed. He'd show up again eventually. He always did. Haseo just had to believe in that. It was better to stay focused on the matters at hand.

Like Macha herself. Her reaction had been an odd one when he had talked about the Phases. Did she not know she was one?

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