Not!Temba: better mind how you walk through

[kyley_b]

WHO: Kyle "ky-el" Broflovski and YOU!
WHERE: Not!Temba
WHAT: Exploring the Agricultural Building, University/Library and Alien Target 2: Electric Boogaloo.
WHEN: Latter half of July
WARNINGS: Bad language, general outlandish idiocy



Agricultural Building

In spite of every plan he ever had growing up in a redneck mountain town, Kyle has basically become a farmer. It's almost laughable, really. Still, he takes his job seriously and so he'll often be found systematically working his way through the Agricultural Building cataloguing plants, taking sample, and eventually harvesting things to take back to Temba.

He's easy to spot amongst all the green - a pop of red against the leaves and vines. Plus he'll wave at you if he sees you.

At some point he'll also be peering into the tubes that lead to the livestock nursery, clearly intending to investigate. Weaponless.


University/Library

Creeping through what's left of library requires some caution considering the state of the place. Kyle's inside, looking for books or some sort of readable data, and likely to be scared to death if you come up behind him. Hopefully he doesn't trip over something and conk himself on the head.

Inside the university he can be found prowling the halls, peeking into classrooms. "Dude," he mutters half to himself and half to anybody around. "This? This shit is how Japanese horror games start."


Alien Target 2

Fashion has never been his strong suit. Not that it should be a priority on an abandoned alien planet, but even if it were he'd be hopeless. As it is, he's wandering the aisles looking for clothes reminiscent of earth. There's what appears to be a changing room and for whatever reason he feels compelled to use it instead of just trying alien!sweaters on in the aisles. Alien!sweaters that are less alien than usual...

He also goes in search of gardening tools, which means he winds up in another aisle hefting rakes and shovels, occasionally swinging them like a baseball or imaginary sword. Because, you know. He's easily amused.

Comments

[kyley_b]

He shrugs. "Only one way to find out."

He falls into step just behind Echo as they move to check another room. "So why'd you decide to come here and not hang out back in Temba?"

[on_repeat]

"Needed a change of scenery," Echo replies.

It should have remained a simple answer. But it doesn't.

"We have people who decided to jump the gun on riding the train over, which is a huge breech of protocol," he adds. "It wouldn't be right to leave them to their devices without backup. And call me crazy, but I miss being assigned missions."

[kyley_b]

Kyle, who was ready to leap onto the train himself, can't really fault people for that one.

"I don't think that's crazy," he says, choosing the address the last part of that explanation. "I mean, that was your whole LIFE before, right?"

[on_repeat]

"Down to the very minute," the ARC Trooper confirms, looking through another empty room with a frown. "I can't just throw all of my training away now that I'm here. So I'm improvising."

[kyley_b]

Kyle nods, following along. He's thinking more about Echo than the empty classes, trying to picture such a life.

"You know that's not bad, right? To feel comfort in old patterns. It's maybe not always healthy, but it's not a moral failing or something."

[on_repeat]

Not healthy? He's never considered that point before. Not that he's ever had to think about it being a possibility.

He glances back over his shoulder at Kyle, softly sighing as he tries to smile. "It's nice to have that kind of reassurance, kid."

[kyley_b]

Kyle just shrugs. "I never know if all of you guys from far away space have Psych 101 classes," he says.

[on_repeat]

Echo's helmet tips forward. "If it helps, we have medical evaluations."

[kyley_b]

"I mean, that's a start? But this is more about your feelings and crap. Emotional states can influence bodily health." He looks around again.

"Dude, how come every time we go looking for something we find like, nothing? Not that I want to run into a monster but like, I'm beginning to think maybe I'm bad luck for exploration."

[on_repeat]

"I don't know about everyone else, but clones were engineered to endure stressful situations." A shrug comes with the pause. "That's all out on the field, of course. Everything else dealing with emotional states is...well."

He obviously doesn't have an answer for it, but that gets set aside, walking over to clap Kyle on the shoulder. "I wouldn't say it's you. Although lulls are common, this place has been oddly quiet."

[kyley_b]

Kyle shakes his head. "You're not JUST a clone, you're a regular dude. You deserve just as much help with mental health as the rest of us."

Kyle sways a little under the force of that clap. "Heh. Thanks. Might be me, though, I have weird vibes."

You good with wrapping up?

[on_repeat]

A regular dude. The vernacular will never get old and this kid's heart is huge. There's something nice about people outside of the galaxy caring on that level. Too caring, sometimes, but he was slowly getting used to it.

"I'll keep it in mind," Echo reassures Kyle, chuckling a little at his swaying. He lets his hand drop off so he doesn't accidentally knock him over, thumbing back out the way they came in. "Vibes, huh? I don't know if it'll help, but you have a lot of space 'round here to continue testing out that theory."

totes

[kyley_b]

Caring too much is sort of Kyle's whole deal. It's going to give him an ulcer.

"Yeah, and if I wind up getting killed by something really stupid tell Tommy I'm real sorry." He tucks his hands into his pockets as he walks back. "But I think I'm just gonna pack it in today. Thanks, dude."