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Date & Time: august 8th, 2219
Location: the moon base
Characters: julia hoffman and ahiru
Summary: muffled mission impossible theme in the background
Warnings: julia hoffman

[She makes her way towards the Transporter with her emotions flurrying around. She doesn't really doubt that this is the right thing to do, a good thing — still, every other mission she's been on had a certain location. Not knowing what to expect is agonizing.

Still, she's at least trying to seem calm and collected (to somewhat limited success) when she sees Julia coming as well.]

Are you ready?

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Of course I'm ready.

[ she says it flippantly and abruptly all at once, heels clicking on the floor as she makes her way to the transporter as well, because of course she's wearing heels. at least she finally got a pair of shoes; don't complain. ]

They've given us everything we need. We don't have anything to be worried about.

[ that's - not really meant to be a comforting sentence. in fact, she's trying to convince herself of the fact because for all she knows, this is going to go straight to hell and she really needs a drink. ]

So - what - do we just step on this thing and go?

[There is something to be worried about, she thinks, but if Julia isn't worried, there's no point in adding any amount of stress.]

I think that's pretty much it. I'm glad you're ready!

[She steps up to the pad, hoping what they face won't be awful.]

[ shut up, ahiru, no there's not. you're a fetus. ]

Listen, I just wanna make one thing clear before we leave, okay? And I'll admit that maybe I'm not the most adept at situations like this, but regardless, I would really appreciate it if you didn't get me killed. Deal?

[ she keeps her tone professional, but there might be the tiniest shake there. the last thing she needs is to be dead in two worlds. it's very sad, really. ]

[internally twitches]

Of course I'm not going to get you killed! Look, can we at least - we shouldn't start this off on the wrong foot. If you're done being rude, we can go now.

[ rude. ]

It's a precaution, kid.

[ anything could happen. ]

So, what, do I do something? Or is this just some Star Trek bullshit where it does the thing on its own? Or with someone at the controls? I haven't been on one of these since I arrived, what the hell am I supposed to know?!

He said the Transporter had been prepared, so it should just—

[POOF OFF WE GO

hey look it's the moon base!!

She hadn't expected anything in particular, but this is still a surprise. She blinks, and sees somebody walking through the hall towards them, staring down at a clipboard. She reaches for Julia's arm, intending to lead her down another hallway so they won't be seen quite yet.]

[ that sure was a beaming, wasn't it? julia's a little disoriented once the scenery changes, but - ]

Wait, is this the moon?

[ are you kidding me why did she even leave? ]

This is the fucking moon!

[ no, wait, there's someone coming, but - nope. she is being dragged down the opposite hallway by a fetus. she whispers, rasping: ]

What the hell did they send us here for if they could just fly up here and get the information themselves?!

[A whisper in return:]

We're probably not even in the same time period! Anyways, we see if we can find somewhere with extra uniforms so we don't look totally out of place if somebody finds us.

Oh, Jesus Christ, you know they have a missions wardrobe hanging around somewhere.

[ she rolls her eyes, but straightens up. there was someone walking toward them, yes, but really, all julia has to do is ask someone, right? too bad. that woman is gone.

time to boldly walk back out into the open and make something happen. ]

[julia she swears to god

But she follows after, at least, keeping close at the woman's heels.]

You can't just — you have to be careful!

Act natural, kid; you're not going to get very far if you keep that timid crap up. You know it looks more suspicious, right?

[ the hallway appears to be deserted now, apart from someone walking through the automatic doors. julia follows them, but finds that they close right before she approaches them.

and don't reopen, even as she waves at them. ]

What the hell is this?!

[She at least give in the urge to say something back to Julia's comment, not wanting to draw any attention in case there's somebody nearby that they haven't seen.

But it doesn't stop her from sighing when she starts to wave at the doors, and her exclamation afterwards.]

You're not one to talk about looking suspicious, don't - don't do that!

[That being said, she looks at the door, squinting.]

I wonder if it opens another way...

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