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So. Who turned out the lights.

[The video feed clicks on to show a woman lounging in a chair at some cafe. In the chair next to her Is a Dorumon who seems to be slowly munching on some sort of desert. As for the woman, in the light of her D-terminal a few key things can be seen. Her eyes are pitch black for one, another she has tan skin and long black brown hair that ends just below the shoulders. On her chest is a red hourglass tattoo and what can be seen of her left arm, there is an intricate spider web tattoo sleeve that goes from her shoulder down to her wrist.

For the moment, she seems to be idly playing with her digivice with a hard to read expression. The digimon beside her rolls its eyes and shakes its head a little at her.]

Introduce yourself, it might help.

[The woman seems to be ignoring the digimon besides her even though her eyes narrow a little at the suggestion.She... is definitely NOT happy about something and when she finds the moron responsible for this, she will show them why they shouldn't mess with a spider.]

Whatever. Lets get a few things straight right off the bat fur face. I am supposed to be a spider. I am not supposed to look like some hairless ape that can't even transform.

And for another thing, if they want to know who the slag I am, they can take the time to ask.

[She reaches over and slams her D-terminal shut moments later, cutting off any response her digimon might have had.]

[ooc: all responses are welcomed! Even action if you really want~. ]

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He... Builds things, really expensive, world changing and generally dangerous things. I mean, you don't have to get comfortable. I just said that I am.

Wow, yeah. Prehistoric mud balls generally never have hot dogs. You should try some while you're here.

He builds things? What kind of things?

[She actually looks curious at that. Especially when the word 'dangerous' was mentioned.]

Uh? Mechanical things, he keeps building himself suits, and keeps making things that almost kill us. Computers, he builds those it even talks to us. He's basically the go to guy for really good technology.

[Clint never really paid all that much attention to what Tony ever made, he just knew that it would work, try to kill them, or not work until it was fiddled with.]

I do know he doesn't like it when you use his equipment to make kettle corn.

Sounds like a guy I could get along with.

[And then mock when she proves herself the more technically advanced.]

[He looks at her for a long moment, essentially checking her out.]

And I'm sure he would love to get along with you too.

[She smirks while her Dorumon gives her a strange look.]

Before or after I shot him? Now eyes up front ape boy. I know my frame is something nice to look and usually I don't mind. However, I want to know more about this place.

Like why the frag I have a room assignment and a good reason for me to actually go there.

Well, that really depends on his mood right there. And back up there, I was just appreciating and thinking if you'd be his type.

Well, it beats the hell out of sleeping outside, this much I know for a fact.

Oh? Am I his type? And what about you, am I your type as well?

[That smirk just becomes larger as she does a little pose. Who said she doesn't appreciate a little flattery every now and then?]

Sleeping outside wasn't all bad. Cave systems are more useful though.

[She shrugs and goes back to relaxing and toying with her digivice.]

Whatever, so I have a place to stay. And what if I don't like my roommates? Then what.

You're hot and have a pulse, I think that qualifies you as his type. [He raises an eyebrow at the pose.] I've... Been told not to have a type.

Yeah sure, it's not bad sleeping outside. But hey, I'm a sucker for soft beds and stocked fridges.

Then don't talk to them? I mean, I'm rooming with a kid, so for me it's kind of weird. But I've lived with worse.

He's that type huh? [Snort.] Everyone has a type and what you described about him doesn't make him my type. [For a bad girl, she has a good boy tastes.]

Never had either of those before. Why should I start now?

Because you aren't a bot anymore Blackarachnia. That's why.

Whatever.

What I'm getting at is that I work and like living on my own. Besides, where the slag are these apartments anyway and how am I supposed to find them in the dark?

Well he is when he isn't hunched over some kind of new machine he's been working on.

You haven't? Oh yeah, you haven't lived until you've slept in a soft bed and have access to microwave burritos.

Well yeah, the dark makes it a bit harder to find your place. With luck it wont last much longer.

Uh huh. And you haven't lived until you've been nearly destroyed by the substance that keeps you functioning.

[Eyeroll.]

Great. So how am I supposed to find this place now.

Well I haven't yet, But hey, the day is...Um... Probably young, I haven't looked at a watch.

Well I don't know, I don't even know where you are right now. Wouldn't have happened to show up with night vision goggles, huh?

Not a chance.

I wouldn't be having this vision problem if I was still a bot.

We're outside a cafe if that helps?

You used to be a bot, too huh? Hm, well at least you won't be lonely then I guess.

Yeah, well that would help if I had more than just the terminal to see. I haven't nearly been here long enough to know where everything is with my ees closed.

Good to know then.

[Maybe. She would need to find out more about these other bots first.]

Then what good are you? Can you at least tell me in one general direction the housing is? I think I could figure out the rest from there. Unless, you have an idea what F3 007 is.

Huh, easier than I though. You're just three doors down from me.

Cafe, huh? Okay, I know this is going to sound really dumb considering the situation. But can you see any part of a large red and white tower?

....So we're neighbors. Imagine that.

[She rolls her eyes and glances away, even turning her D-terminal away so she can use the light... and hey he gets a view of the area around her and the little cafe she's sitting outside of. From the looks of things, she's not far from the main terminal.]

You tell me.

I could have worse neighbours.

[He smirks as the terminal is turned around.]

Oh, hey stop right there. See that big building there? The tower's behind that, that's the building you want. A lot easier to find with actual light.

Oh yeah, you could. Pray to whatever deity you like that no one else from my world shows up here.

[She pauses for a moment to consider the building and the place he indicated before turning the terminal back around.]

Convenient. Now that I know where I'm heading, the lack of light shouldn't be an issue. Is there anything else I need to be warned about before I wander off to see what kind of people I get to live with?

Not really one to pray, but I guess thanks for the heads up?

Uh... Don't eat yellow snow, and when a sign says wet paint, don't test it out? Other than that? Well I've heard some roaring here and there, unless you can hold your own, I'd say don't be where the roaring is.

....Yellow Snow.

[She's not going to ask. It has to be one of those human things.]

So business as usual. Avoid the things that want to kill you unless you can kill them back. Sounds like the story of my life.

Yup. Yellow snow.

You and me both there. Not that I always get the choice in avoiding it. But hey, whatever doesn't kill you...

...either makes you stronger or just didn't try hard enough.

Well at least I know some phrases are just happen no matter what universe you come from.

[Clint just grins at the screen]

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