A first date

[hopefulrevolutionary]

It was early January. The New Year came and went and things seemed to be settling into a steady pace again. Sarah was finally getting used to the way things worked around here... no matter how odd it was. Of course, having someone she could talk to who seemed to understand her better than anyone ever had helped.

Cable had invited her out to the Badlands for a date... of sorts. As much of a date as either one of them could manage, at least. Like she said. Guns and food. It sounded like a good date to her. So here she was, waiting in the lobby for him to come down so they could head off to the Badlands together. Part of her worried that she should have tried to dress a little nicer... but they were going to test weapons, so it seemed silly to dress up at all. Her jeans, tank top, and leather jacket would have to do. It was what she felt most comfortable in, anyway. She hadn't worn a dress in about a decade... why start now?

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[nothinicantkill]

Cable doesn't dress up for much of anything. As it was, he was wearing a black shirt and a pair of jeans with his usual boots. His own leather jacket was tossed over one shoulder. He wasn't carrying any guns, except for a pistol at his hip. He smiled when he saw her.

"Hey, you look good."

Dress nice? Hell, girl, you're fine.

[hopefulrevolutionary]

She easily returned that smile. It felt nice. Both being able to smile, and having someone who made her feel more like smiling.

"Thanks. So do you."

It was the truth. He always looked good, but that shirt looked particularly good on him, even more so without the leather jacket in the way. She wasn't expecting much. This was only a 'getting to know you better' thing, after all. But she could absolutely enjoy the view.

"You ready to go?"

[nothinicantkill]

"Yeah. The stuff is already at the site. We just need to bring ourselves."

It's been a long time since he's been out on a date an outing with a woman, even if it is to blow shit up. It didn't matter who you were or what you were doing, if you were enjoying yourselves, it counts. As a date.

[hopefulrevolutionary]

"Sounds good."

She nodded. It really did. She hadn't been in anything resembling a date since before the Terminator shit started... Almost 11 years ago, now. Sure she'd been with men since but they were never really dates... More extended hook ups so she could learn from them. But this was different. She liked Cable for more than what he could teach her. He had a good heart and actually understood her. She felt like she could relax around him, which was more than she could say about most people.

She took a step towards the doors, "To the monorail, then?"

[nothinicantkill]

Cable nodded and they were away, walking to the monorail.

"I need to get a vehicle. While I don't mind walking, it takes a bigger chunk out of the day."

He didn't like wasting time, unless he wanted to. Besides, it would be more intimate to have a personal car. Or a truck.

"I'm gonna need to haul shit from one side of this place to the other, anyway."

[hopefulrevolutionary]

She nodded in agreement, easily keeping up with his longer stride.

"Yeah. And you won't have to rely on the monorail schedule, too. Would you get one of those hovor things or try to get something with wheels?"

She looked up at him as they talked. This was nice. It felt so... normal.

[nothinicantkill]

The relative normality was nice. It was one of the reasons he came back to Pantropa as often as he did.

"Wheels. I don't like the hover technology they use here. Too prone to tipping over."

It wasn't long before they came to the monorail.

"I hate this thing. If we ever get stuck on it during an invasion, we're screwed."

[hopefulrevolutionary]

The feeling was absolutely mutual. It was nice to be somewhere where her supposed 'fate' and 'destiny' didn't play into anything.

She nodded, "You've got a point. Wonder if you could bring something through the portal."

The monorail arrived and the doors opened with a swoosh. Shaking her head, she stepped aboard. "Agreed. There's a reason it never caught on for regular transportation back home."

[nothinicantkill]

"Maybe. Not sure if I could fit something as large as a vehicle through, but I might try." He has a couple of trucks in mind. Something rugged and big enough to haul things, while being comfortable inside. Just because he's a soldier, it doesn't mean he has to use bare bones machinery.

"I don't know enough about this place to know if there's anyone who would want to attack, but it always happens, eventually." He slides down into a seat and takes a look out the window. "It's strange to be in a place where there isn't fighting going on somewhere."

[hopefulrevolutionary]

"I saw a big-ass submarine in the terminal a while ago, so I'm guessing you could find a way."

She shrugs, sitting next to him. The technology was still concerning but she was getting used to it... and wasn't sure if that was a good thing.

"Yeah. Makes me wonder what's going on that we don't see."

[nothinicantkill]

"Well, that's something. I'll have to look around and see if I can find a bigger portal."

Cable leans his head against the glass for a moment, looking out over the alien landscape, lush greenery slowly giving way to dust and not much else.

"I'd like to know. Seems peaceful enough around here, but I'm always looking for strangeness. That bank robbery, for instance--I've rarely if ever seen a police force here. What happens if there aren't any heroic Oods around to find out who did it? They just get away? Think of that on a more profound scale."

[hopefulrevolutionary]

She nods as he speaks, silent for a moment as she thinks. It's so nice to be able to talk to someone about something other than the end of the world or whether or not she's crazy.

Finally, she tilts her head to look at him, "What if this place really was some kind of weird utopia before 'Oods' showed up? What if they don't have a police force because they didn't have crime?"