Soup Chef (Dime)

[Dime Price]

“Hm...” Dime flicked the paper and tape to unstick it from her finger and into a trash bin. “Somewhat about once a week I’d say. Some worry they are being watched and plotted against. Though I’d like to say if we were attacked or committing crimes then I’d rather the cameras catch who’d actually do it whether it was one of us or one of yours regardless.”

[Adelaide]

Adelaide could see both points. She wouldn't be comfortable with someone always watching her... but she also wouldn't want to be judged by the actions of another either...

"I can see how that would be difficult. I wouldn't be comfortable with cameras watching me either especially on a world were I've been made to feel like a freak..."

[Dime Price]

“Exactly... we didn’t receive a warm welcome, but it’s not like we have much a choice to leave freely either.” Dime grinned and shrugged. “I think whatever message the rioters sent was all they are going to do for a while. It might inspire others to try and antagonize us but I don’t thing that will be something we couldn’t handle... not that we’ll send a fire ball at anyone who flashes a gun or anything but...”

Dime felt like she was slipping suddenly remembering she was talking to a normie and that her words could very easily be twisted dangerously. She searched hard for some recovery

[Adelaide]

Adelaide actually chuckled.

"Yeah, if I hadn't seen that woman fight off almost 20 men by herself I would be a bit skeptical, but I'm pretty sure after that display, most, even those asshats that ran away, would be unwilling to try their chances again."

[Dime Price]

Dime considered this moment to be serious. “Yes the Cabal Soldier. She was one of the ones who received recognition for her aid. One of the decorated soldiers in the Ark before it took off. Places like Prota and Cabal trained soldiers, the way Qi is unpredictably used on our world made the weight of ones life mean less than your own no matter what that meant. Many people were comfortable with it meaning nothing and everyone else’s mean just the same. We couldn’t afford to hesitate and we could have a moment to consider life or if one has the guts to pull the trigger. It’s either make the first move or be removed. Many were trusting in the ideals of fighting fair and accepting the challenge of an opponent but that was a risk... a thrilling game, toying with life.”

She’d let her words sink in for Adelaide.

[Adelaide]

"Yeah..."

She would say feeling a little upset, she didn't mean to come off as insensitive...

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean any disrespect. I understand what it means to bear the life of a soldier. My father, TSI as a whole really, aren't normally stationed and run like this."

She stated, pausing for a moment to collect her words.

"You see, my father has been to places all over the world working for this organization or that government... Always fighting in some skirmish or war, either starting one, ending one, or preventing one... and as you can guess due to the scale of danger each mission carries I'm typically not allowed anywhere near it. So I've spent years wonder when, or if, my dad would come home from his most recent clash with war and death..."

Adelaide turned to look at Dime.

"Don't misunderstand. I may not have lived the life of a soldier, but I know how important, and how fleeting, the life of a soldier is."

[Dime Price]

“Oh no, maybe I missed the point I wanted to make. I was saying if someone decided to walk in here and commit a severe act of arson or something we might... kill before we are killed. I worry about the backlash.” Dime still weighed Adelaide’s words while off topic had a strong sense of merit in Dime’s mind.

“Still I feel like your father deserves a bit more respect than I’ve given him credit for knowing this and how you’ve declared your own emotions on the matter. It kind of closes the distance between our worlds knowing some soldiers here may also fight hard for worthy causes than petty differences.” Dime looked at Adelaide apologetically.

[Adelaide]

"Oh, I see, yes. That makes sense, and honestly. I think that's fair, if anyone walked into my home wishing me or my father ill will, I guarantee they would come to regret it as well."

She would nod.

"Same honestly, learning more about your people... it really seems we've a lot more in common than I would've believed had it not been for your tour and sharing of knowledge."

[Dime Price]

“I was thinking if you wanted to see anyone’s actual apartment I was going to offer mine? Like most it lacks... decoration at the moment but you might be able to see how we get by.” Dime smiled gently. “Though I understand that’s putting a lot of trust in me that might not be warranted yet.”

[Adelaide]

"Actually I was thinking the reverse, trusting a stranger into your home is kind of a big deal, I wasn't going to press to the inside cause I'm not running an inspection or anything just wanting to learn more."

She would say kind of surprised with how open Dime was being. She was honestly expecting more walls or some mild discomfort...

[Dime Price]

“I am one who acts as an open door, I always have. I’d take it as a personal responsibility but first off I care for others.” Dime declared. “I’m glad you’ve given me the second chance. You and your friend are welcome at any time.”

[Adelaide]

"I appreciate that, I'll let her know and we can come visit sometime, I'm sure she will probably have more questions. She is a photographer and works for a newspaper, so she is naturally inquisitive."

Adelaide explained.

[Dime Price]

“Absolutely no problem there.” Dime nodded in agreement. “Until next time then?”

[Adelaide]

Adelaide would nod.

"Next time for sure! I really appreciate today!"