Starting Over [Archangel] [Discontinued]
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"We'll continue moving for now. We'll do it when we're in a safe place." He says, turning around and beginning to walk once more. "Oh by the way, what's this?" He asks, taking the torch out of his bag and flashing it at her face. "It makes light!"
"Oh... I see. So it's going to he useless after a while?" He asks, turning it off and putting it back in his pouch.
"Ah... Wait. You run on a power source too, right? Doesn't that mean you're going to be useless after a while, too?" He asks, sounding a little disappointed.
"Oh okay. My parents told me they were part of the movement that was pressuring people to switch to renewable energy. Did it ever work?" He asks, glancing at her.
She closes her eyes as she taps into her database "It seems the movements were well underway and many car companies were switching to electric and hybrid only to slow the use of fossil fuels while more alternative energies were being put out... but then of course, the decline began."
"The decline of... The population, you mean?" He asks, starting to look around for potential places to take shelter in. He didn't want to stay in the previous building, so he avoided it, looking for other places.
He tuts and picks up some of the papers. "This is rather sad... I thought almost all forms of paper communications had been digitalised... At least, that's what my mom said. Dad disagreed. Said it was better to have a real paper book. The debates were endless." He says, chuckling.
"Both of your parents had good points. According to my data, this was a debate that was floating around world wide. Electronic data was easier to access all around, but paper could not be hacked." She says witha chuckle while walking in and looking around.
"Yeah. I wish I could read properly. Both my parents were..." He pauses for a moment. "What was that term... Book... Mites? I don't remember the exact term." He murmurs as he follows her in.
"Yeah. They were. I... Don't know what happened to them, to be honest. Both of them just... Left. One day. Dad left me a note that told me to take care of my younger brother. And then... They never came back." He murmurs, before glancing at the shelves. "Probably nothing. It's been nearly a hundred years. I doubt anything would survive..." He sighs, arranging torn paper on the floor to make some sort of bedding.
"Well, you're welcome to join the land of dreams whenever you feel like it." He says, rolling his eyes and lying down on the floor to sleep for a few hours.
He purrs with happiness and rubs his head into the soft thing, wondering if this was what pillows felt like...
Wait. Pillows? He was sleeping in a floor!
His head pops up, checking to see what he was resting on.
Wait. Pillows? He was sleeping in a floor!
His head pops up, checking to see what he was resting on.
"Oh. Good... Morning..." He says, blinking and sitting up. "And what's this...?" He asks, looking at whatever was covering him.
"Oh. That's... Actually not a bad idea." He murmurs, raising an eyebrow at the makeshift blanket before trying to roll it up.
"Ah. Okay." He says, nodding before folding the blanket instead of rolling it up, and checking if it fits in his satchel. Then, he gets up to look around the bookstore for anything useful.
It fits perfectly with enough folding and his search is answered by a pile of salvage on the old counter "that is all I found that may be of some worth to you" Hina says pleasently.
some paper clips, a stapler, duct tape and even more scrap paper.
some paper clips, a stapler, duct tape and even more scrap paper.
He picks up the paper clips and duct tape. "This could come in handy." He says, chuckling and walking out of the store, before resuming his trek. "So Hina. Can a person who's already infected be turned back into a human?" He asks.