You'll have a hard time convincing Astrid that things aren't going to get better for her and the Bishops and Donald. Her optimism can't be killed by something as inconsequential as a 20-year occupation from the future. Pshaw, sez she. Pshaw and fie.
"That's right," she answers. "We have to stick to that."
See?
She's driving them into a residential district, now, one that seems to have survived relatively intact, if a bit... dirty. Even after the atmospheric degradation engines were dismantled and the sun came out again, things still looked somehow... dirt-coated, like the tail end of winter, though that won't actually come for another few months. The apartment buildings and duplexes appear to at least be lived in, though.
Everyone and everything is bundled out of that tiny little car and heading up the sidewalk.
"Peter's... not initially sociable when it comes to people visiting him, mainly because he's usually working on something and doesn't like being distracted. But he warms up pretty quick."
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"You know, you're right. And that makes it kind of beautiful."
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Maybe he's choosing his words too carefully. "For the world", not for the Bishops and Astrid.
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"That's right," she answers. "We have to stick to that."
See?
She's driving them into a residential district, now, one that seems to have survived relatively intact, if a bit... dirty. Even after the atmospheric degradation engines were dismantled and the sun came out again, things still looked somehow... dirt-coated, like the tail end of winter, though that won't actually come for another few months. The apartment buildings and duplexes appear to at least be lived in, though.
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Silence for a bit. "Thank you for inviting me."
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Oh, hey, now they're pulling into a parking lot. Disregard the giant letters floating about fifteen feet up, proclaiming the address.
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OD on niceness imminent.
"Peter's home?"
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Astrid parks her car and looks over at him. "Mhm!" she answers brightly.
Of course Astrid knows where Peter lives. Astrid knows all.
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"I have a feeling he didn't want us here." Awkward...
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"Peter's... not initially sociable when it comes to people visiting him, mainly because he's usually working on something and doesn't like being distracted. But he warms up pretty quick."
In they go.