High Heels And Broken Streets

[butterfly_kiss]

WHO: Tae Takemi, You?
WHERE: Hospital, Hotel, Whale Comb Sent Her
WHAT: Hospital Evaluations, Residence Consideration, Replicator Poking
WHEN: February 20th-25th
WARNINGS: None

I. A New Workplace | Temba Hospital

The map had led her here, across the snowy city, out in the cold in only a short dress, a leather coat, and high heeled platform shoes. Really, Tae was not often the sort to regret her fashion choices, but as she entered the hospital, shivering, she was already mentally aching for any of her pairs of leggings to help. And socks. Oh her kingdom for socks.

For now, though, she walked slowly through the hospital the map on the communicator had led her to. Even now she had it in hand, taking notes.

"Could use a couch for the waiting room. Chairs are too uncomfortable."

Then she moved down the hall and through a door, inspecting an actual exam room. This earned some nods and more notes. And, with time, she entered something that made her pause, lowering her communicator, to stare.

"Well well, somehow I wasn't expecting a proper lab in a place like this," she said, and yes, she was almost cooing as she looked at some of the machines in here. "It's almost like someone was preparing for me."

II. Temporary Residence | Temba Hotel

"These stairs are ridiculous," Tae grumbled as she made her way carefully up the stairs from the lobby of the hotel. "Who lived in this place, seven foot tall people? Ridiculous."

Even with her heels these stairs were definitely going to work out her legs some. That was, in its own way, a good thing. Tae had always been proud of her legs, but even this was ridiculous.

"And there's not even a subway to get around. How can people even consider this as a reasonable city for a supposedly advanced species?"

III. What's This Do? | Whale Comb Sent Her

Research was important in a situation like this, and Tae had done her research. She'd gone back through the social network here, something like a forum system she thought. Which didn't matter so much as learning the important thing which was that there was supposedly a device that could be used to synthesize other devices. It was that knowledge that brought Tae here today.

And of course she hadn't tried to interact with the machine yet, paused as she was in looking at the way it appeared.

"Seems like someone is stuck in victorian era sci-fi styles. I wasn't expecting a steam-punk horror here."

Comments

[ashwantstobattle]

"Pikachu's not-" He starts to explain that Pikachu is not his pet but his partner and best friend but the stern voice has him abandoning that protest.

"Yes, Ma'am." He says instead, immediately going still.

[butterfly_kiss]

Good. Finally. She raises the light and carefully flashes the light in both of his eyes, watching for reactivity. And yes, that was about right.

"You seem okay."

[ashwantstobattle]

"Pika." Pikachu nods in approval, having heard that Ash is fine.

"Great!" Ash says enthusiastically. His might have winced a little at the light in his face but nothing more than would normally be expected. He takes a moment to pause though.

"Sorry for... worrying you." He offers before turning back to his Pokémon.

"Ready to race?" Ash asks.

"Pika!" Pikachu nods and hops back down, ready to dash off the second Ash says.

[butterfly_kiss]

"Be careful in the ice and snow," she insisted as she put her flashlight in her pocket. "And if you get hurt, contact me. I'm Dr. Tae Takemi, so I shouldn't be hard to find."

[ashwantstobattle]

"We'll be fine!" Ash assures and then falters when he realized he was in such a rush that he completely forgot his manners. "I'm Ash Ketchum, and this is my best buddy." He introduces himself and the yellow mouse.

"Pika, Pikachu!" Pikachu offers a wave of its paw. "Pikapi... pika." He's a little impatient to get back to their race.

[butterfly_kiss]

Well, she can't stop children and their pets(?) from play, at all. So she just offers the little creature a nod and turns back toward the stairs.

"Remember, call Tae if you need help. And if you're outside and your fingers start to ache or turn darker in color, immediately come inside and summon me."

[ashwantstobattle]

"Uh.." Ash glances down at his hands and opens and closes his fists. Everything looks to be the right color. "I'll be okay, thanks for your concern though!" He waves it off and then gets in position to race Pikachu.

"You ready, Pikachu?" He asks.

"Pika!" Is the enthusiastic response.

"Then let's go!" And off they go, shooting off like a rocket. Pikachu is clearly much faster and the obvious winner as the two resume their race.