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Jordan and Ai-Ling did, eventually, find a workable motor vehicle; a dark green Sedan car that must have been conveniently flashed in recently, from its relative newness and working condition. They strapped Jordan's new push bike to the trunk and headed towards Kansas.

Ai-ling hasn't turned out to be a natural driver. The car's workings are counter-inuitive to her and she needs things explaining a post-industrial person would take for granted.

She is, however, dedicated to learning, and there's not a lot more to expect from a student, so she's soon capable at least of keeping them moving along an empty desert road.

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"For food," Ai-Ling answers. She tries to imagine what hunting for a job would be like, and fails. "At home, anyway. I was on a hunt whe I was flashed in. I still hunt for food, but sometimes it's to protect people as well."

"Hunting? Or fighting?"

It's an important distinction, though Jordan asks casually. It's not a life-or-death distinction, she's just trying to get an idea of who Ai-Ling is.

"You can't really fight with a spear."

She corrects herself instantly, "well, you can, but I can't. I'd rather use this."

She takes her had off the wheel long enough to touch the broadsword at her side. "I know it better."

Jordan's lips quirk into a small, amused smile. It's equally as lighthearted as Ai-Ling's, even if a part of that is just novelty. It's not often you meet a fighter, a hunter, as young as they are and still that cheerful.

"I mean... when you help people, are you hunting? Or just fighting what they need you to fight?"

Well, Ai-Ling's not lost anything, yet. Miki is merely misplaced. She'd know if he wasn't, and her faith in that keeps her going.

Usually.

"It depends," is the answer. "Like, last month I hunted down a sabre-toothed animal that had been killing children in a town. The men had those gun things, but they'd run out of, um... bullets? That was hunting."

She's not fully sure why Jordan's making the distinctio, but she'll go with it.

A satisfied nod is given, in any case. She's confirmed that she isn't a Hunter, but a hunter. Capable but maybe not knowledgeable. At least, not in the things Jordan is.

"...sabre-toothed?"

"Like a mooselion."

Ai-Ling spares a hand again and mimes a massive hand-sized tooth extending down from her mouth. "Only not. More like... just a lion."

Ai-Ling says a lot of things like that. Little things that aren't exactly wrong, just right enough for her to be confused. Enough for Jordan to be unable to chalk it up to craziness.

So she blinks, and then nods. "We have those. I've never heard of a mooselion."

"They're from my home," Ai-Ling explains. "I've only ever seen one in the zoo."

Jordan nods, lips curled into a small smile. "Only place I've ever seen a lion," she offers.

"I bet that will change after you've been here a while," Ai-Ling returns with a smile.

Jordan makes a face, mostly of mock-fear. "I hope not. I wouldn't know what to do with it."

If it's not supernatural, there's really no reason for her to kill it.

"The same as you'd do for any animal," Ai-Ling says. "They're not like the weird stuff that needs special killing."

She's not going to forget the first vampire she met.

"I don't kill animals," Jordan points out simply.

Behind them, Journey snorts with her head out the window, as if agreeing.

"Not ever?"

Ai-Ling keeps her eyes on the road, but she's curious enough to sound surprised.

"Are you like the Avatar? Never eating meat?"

Jordan shakes her head in answer to the initial question, but she's frowning for the second. She knows things are different enough that she doesn't feel a real need to demand an explanation, though.

So she moves on to the third question. "I'm not a vegetarian, no. We don't have to kill animals ourselves to get meat, where I'm from."

"Oh, I get it," Ai-Ling says. "You lived in a city? Some of the towns here still trade for meat. It was like that where I grew up, but when I married Miki I joined the hunters of his tribe."

Even though she's a girl. Ha.

Jordan's return smile has a bit of 'ha' in it, too. She can guess a little of what Ai-Ling's world is like from what's been said so far and she gets the gist that Ai-Ling would have fought tooth and nail to be part of any hunter party.

She can respect that. And also be really amused by it.

"I guess it would be a city, compared to a tribe," she replies with a thoughtful tilt of her head. "Town would probably be more accurate."

"I'll get us some meat for dinner, if you like," Ai-Ling says, continuing her train of thought. "There's not a lot of trade out here."

There's hesitation, but only for a moment. She's not exactly unaware of how meat gets into grocery stores, but neither is Jordan itching for a try at it. If Ai-Ling knows how and wants it as her job, Jordan certainly doesn't mind letting her have it.

"I can build a fire," she offers, "and I can cook."

Though the latter is not specifically an offer so much as sharing the information. She appreciates Ai-Ling's expertise with hunting, but she can pull her weight.

"OK."

Yes, Ai-Ling has a lowered opinion, of someone willing to eat meat but not kill it, but she figures Jordan's a girl, after all.

"Will Journey want some?"

He had the right teeth, but it's worth checking.

Jordan would have a few things to say about that if she heard it.

Journey's ears would prick at the talk of meat but her head is currently out the window and her ears are currently flying behind her, so she's not too aware of the conversation. Jordan nods for her. "A little, yeah."

She's keeping her opinions to herself! Miki would be so proud.

"I thought so. He has the right teeth. So I guess we need to find somewhere to stop?"

Jordan glances over and her little amused smile is back. "She."

It's not the first time she's had to remind someone multiple times. She guesses a bloodhound isn't the most feminine of dogs. Or people just assume stupid things naturally.

Nodding, Jordan looks back out the window again. "What about the hills?" she asks, nodding ahead of them. It sounds like a simple suggestion, maybe for the beauty of the area surrounding, but it's more because if there are lions and monsters on this world, Jordan wants the high ground on them.

"She."

She knew that. Silly ~~mun~~ mistake.

The she nods. "The top of one of them. Gives us the high ground."

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