nagpurpolice Chapter 1587 Movie Talk
Chapter 1587 Movie Talk
--- Hunter ---
It wasn't worth the price. Fundamentally that's what it came down to. The price for leaving Meg behind was too heavy... probably. Hunter knew she'd been screwed over once already in the past hour and she wasn't trying to add to that tally any time soon. Certainly not on the same day. So Meg was coming along.
Hunter wasn't happy about it, and perhaps she could've found a better solution but at the end of the day? Meg was better at this sort of stuff and Hunter had decided to quit while she was... in acceptable territory.
Meg had strapped on a nice-looking belt and twisted the circular cover for the belt buckle vanishing from sight. Just from sight mind you. Hunter could tell exactly where she was by listening for Meg's breathing, or the slight distortion of the air to say nothing about the fact her tongue could smell exactly where she was but for this it would be good enough.
Hunter popped open the hatch leading up into the pantry. It was somewhat on the larger side for a pantry but obviously much smaller then the one they'd just left. The shelves were haphazardly stocked with spices left out in the open and a decent helping of dirt along the ground.
Hunter didn't bother looking long, simply moving up to the door and focusing on the sounds nearby, she could hear some various things but none of them were in the room right next to her. Opening the door Hunter slipped into an industrial sized kitchen broken up into personal sections so that a grand number of chefs could work entirely separately.
Once upon a time this place could feed a whole lot of people, but most of appliances were now dusty and rusted in places.
Hunter moved through the area quickly and into the mess hall, which was just a big room with tables, chairs, and a giant TV at the back of it that was currently off. Hunter sniffed around the room as she made it to the only exit door and could tell this place was still used quite regularly by... Hunter sniffed again. *Hmm... six people regularly but there are traces of at least two more.
Strange considering this is where the food is... but perhaps there are other places to eat and this is just the one connected to the kitchen.*
Hunter used her skill with her translation to relay all that information to Meg before listening at the door for a moment and pushing it open when she determined nobody was nearby. The door opened up into a hallway. On her left she could hear the sound of someone working out. Based on the other noises in that direction there had to be gym equipment but there was only one person there.
Hunter could also hear an ongoing conversation but it was getting partially masked by a tv that was running in the background. Deciding to move towards it, Hunter moved down the corridor until she rounded the corner, making good time and slipping down another corridor before stopping at the door to wherever the two people speaking were. Hunter pushed her aura a touch and slid into the room.
It was a big movie theatre room but the lights were all still on. Instead of an endless amount of seats, there were a large number of tables and chairs. Each table had a chair on either side for the most part and roughly in the middle of the room sat two figures. It was hard to tell how old they were. Their skin was pasty and they were somewhat pudgy.
Not fat certainly, but there was a roundness to them you didn't tend to see in a lot of high magic worlds. Then again, all the tech and lacking things to force exercise probably contributed.
"WITH WHAT LABS BEN!" Hunter mentally updated 'Freezes' name to Ben.
"There's no need to yell Chasen" Hunter mentally updated Cryo's name as well as Ben kept speaking, "Besides, we can just go use the ones above us? They're probably still in working order because of the robots" Continue reading stories on empire
"You mean the killer robots that MURDERED most of the older population?" asked Chasen.
"It wasn't that many people..." started Ben only to be interrupted when Chasen lunged across the table and slapped him with a meaty thwack.
"Don't give me that shit Ben. Sure the population was shrinking for a long time before that but there's barely more than a dozen of us now. Sure we didn't know any of the people that died for obvious fucking reasons but the people that did barely had any kids Ben. We are stuck here, dying, and you want to risk more lives instead of waking Corela up and working something else out," growled Chansen.
"First off, rude," said Ben as he rubbed the side of his face where Chansen had slapped him. "I get it that you're not happy but that was no reason to slap me. Besides we can still have kids if we want to..."
"Not everyone is ok with fucking their sister Ben," retorted Chansen.
"Well presumably if you wanted kids you'd have to choose a guy..." started Ben.
"That's not the POINT Ben. We were warned of the consequences of inbreeding, and even if I DID like guys I would not fuck any of you. We're essentially all related at this point..." said Chansen with a sigh.
"Hey, our parents are ok with it..." started Ben.
Chansen glared him down. "Your parents are half sibling's Ben, they obviously don't see an issue with it because they were in the same position but they're too old to keep having kids and... well I don't think any of us should be trying for them..."
"See Chansen, this is why I never thought of dating you..." Ben tried to say.
Only for Chansen to raise up her hand again, "Ben, I WILL slap you. You never had a chance and you've been making eyes at your sister for nearly a decade. I get it, obviously the incest gene got passed along because at this point, if you're still squicked out about it you'll never have kids so it gets passed on... but you're still a dick,"
"Oh? So you do think I'm hot?" asked Ben. Chansen slapped him. "Fair. Perhaps harsh, but fair," Chansen continued to glare at Ben.