Weekend Entertainment #2 - April Test Drive Meme

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[cassiefuckingcage]

"Even if he doesn't know any more than we do, he should know I've been there," Cassie says. "Seems the kind of thing we ought to bring to a god's attention."

She caresses her sidearm.

"God, I wish we could find some real ammo for this thing. I don't want you to go back out there without a working piece."

She smiles. "I mean, I'm pretty sure my C.O. back home wouldn't mind if you took this with you."

[lt_blade]

"Do you really want to test out a god's alchohol tolerance?" She had a feeling that if Raiden found this place, he'd try to drink himself under the table.

She didn't want to go either, but, brave face. "I've survived there so far, I can deal a little longer." She would make it, Cassie there was proof-she hoped.

"So who's your C.O.?" She wondered if she knew them.

[cassiefuckingcage]

"Hadn't thought about it," Cassie says.

Then, with a cockeyed grin on her face: "Might be fun to find out. I was thinking more for intel purposes, though."

She shakes her head. "...Not sure if I should be giving out anything that specific."

She could say "you," or she could say "Dad." Either one would be more information than she'd be comfortable giving out.

[lt_blade]

Briefly, she thinks she sees Johnny in Cassie's expression, but brushes it aside.

"Back to the future, got it." Okay, so she didn't watch a lot of movies now, but she did at one point. "Maybe you could tell me if your dad's able to cook?"

Her own father ran the kitchen the few times he was home, teaching Sonya and her bother in term. Much as her mother tried, the woman was capable of setting water on fire-Sonya and Danny took over soon as they were old enough to use the stove.

Much as she enjoyed cooking, she liked to think that whoever she married wouldn't set the stove on fire either.

[cassiefuckingcage]

"Well, Dad can make an omelet alright, but usually he just had the chef -"

Fuck. Hand, hit mouth. Other hand, cover name tag.

Goddammit, Cassie. You might as well have put it up in 50-foot neon lights.

Through her own hand: "Um...you're actually a pretty good cook, too?"

[lt_blade]

"Of course, learned from my own dad." Sonya wondered if her own dad was around long enough to see his grandchild.

Despite Cassie's reacion, Sonya had to stop herself from laughing. "Your father's Johnny, isn't he. I see some of him in your face-and your name tag of course." Oh lord, her and Johnny Cage.

"I can think of worse men to have a child with." She did say a prayer that it wasn't with Tsung.

[cassiefuckingcage]

Cassie blanches, her face still thoroughly palmed.

"Yeah. Yeah, he is."

She clears her throat. "I, uh...was kinda hoping not to fuck either of our timelines."

[lt_blade]

"Then don't tell me anything more. For all we know, things will play out as they mean to, regardless." She frowned. "No one else from home knows about Milliways, so if I go to them talking about a future daughter, they'll still think it's crazy."

Well, that and Johnny would probably die from shock, lord knew he flirted with her enough. "Wanna head back inside with me? I still need to clean up."

[cassiefuckingcage]

"I guess this isn't that much more fucked up than anything else around here," Cassie says.

She nods. "Yeah. I assume there's a place for me to crash if I'm stuck here?"

[lt_blade]

"It's not Outworld. However much this place confuses you, it's not Outworld." Sonya was going to take that for what it was and be fucking grateful for it.

"Come on, this place has rooms above the main Bar. There's a fund for those who're bound, so you don't need to worry about paying room and board unless you want to."

[cassiefuckingcage]

"That's one thing going for it, then."

She nods.

"Not that this place doesn't look nice and all, but I don't think I'm ready to pay for the privilege of getting abducted. 'Sides, I don't trust 'em not to gouge me for who my dad is."

[lt_blade]

"Truth be told, I don't think many have heard of Johnny Cage here. Different realities I think." Though she wondered if for Johnny that would be an even worse fate. The man's ego was so large after all, it needed to be fed. "So you may have a break in that direction."

Though the mention that Cassie got grief for being the daughter of a celebrity, Sonya felt genuinely sorry for it. Bad enough people thought she got into the Special forces because of her dad's influence, that was probably worse.

She lead her inside, going past the downstairs doorway, the kitchen and to the main bar once more. "Ms. Bar, could Cassie have the keys to her room, please?"

[cassiefuckingcage]

"The Bar seemed to be able to find my reality just fine. I'm not getting my hopes up."

She looks down at her bag.

"Think I'll head back out to the range for now. It'd do me some good to shoot this out."

[lt_blade]

"Yeah, she doesn't really discriminate." Hell, she'd met enough people to know that. "You'll find people from all centuries, some won't agree with your choice of career, or think you a freak for it." She thought back to Javert and Cosette.

"Just ask Bar to send your bag to your room. She can do that." So long as it was there, she can switch it around.

"Suppose I'll see you around, then?" Oh, this didn't feel awkward at all.

[cassiefuckingcage]

"Uh...yeah. I guess I will."

Nope. Not awkward in the slightest.

"I'll keep all that in mind."

[lt_blade]

Sonya just about stopped herself from giving her a salute. Besides the fact that Cassie was an NCO, they weren't even on a military base here: Sonya made it a matter of duty to separate 'milliways' from 'work duty'.

Instead she just gave her a head nod. Watching her leave through the doorway before going for a much needed shower.