2014-02-08

dualwielding: (muted | fingers)
[video]
[Roxas has sort of gotten the hang of this communicator thing now, so he's somewhat competent when he turns the video on. he's in a shopping district somewhere, visible in the background, and he's a little serious and maybe unhappy for the kind of question he's asking]

Hey... Do you celebrate birthdays, wherever you come from? It's supposed to be a special day, right? A whole year... [and when he thinks back on it, it's -- frankly depressing]

What would you do for it if you were home? Or... what would you do, here?

[he's at a loss. he's not good at having free time]

Maybe I should figure out what classes I need to take at that school...


[action]
But for now, he's checking out the shopping district. There's a lot of things here that he doesn't understand the purpose of or has never seen before... He's looking for something, but he's honestly not sure what it is yet.

Roxas is still somewhat uncomfortable in the crowds, but he's getting more used to them; there's just a few uneasy glances at loud noises or awkward shifting when people get too close. Anyone there can run into him there if they like.

(Prose or brackets is good with me!)
norefunds: (charming)
[Quark is addressing the general communicator crowd with an eager grin and a freshly pressed suit.]

Listen up! I'm assuming a fair number of you around here still need jobs? Well, guess what? Today is your lucky day. I'm hiring employees to work in the new bar slash casino I will be opening up in the entertainment sector.

'But Quark, we already have bars and casinos,' you say? True. But what we don't have is a combination bar casino that offers games and drinks from my corner of the Universe. If you're bored of poker or pool or whatever else humons play around here- I highly recommend some of the ones I'll be running. I'm also knowledgeable of plenty of mixed drinks that don't exist here yet.

Sound good? Great. I need waiters, dabo girls, bartenders, and bouncers. Hit up my communicator with some qualifications and I'll see what I can do for you.
"Attention all personnel: The Glorious Dream of Uncontested Starfall is performing docking maneuvers. All supply personnel, shift changes, and guests report to Bay 12." There's a brief pause. "Warrant Officer Foster, Science Captain McEngineer says that he has a new toy for testing. Bring ear plugs. All others with appointments, Science Captain McEngineer will see you when docking and resupply is complete. In other news, rain will be scheduled for..."

Bay 12 is huge, over a hundred meters long and easily two hundred feet tall. As the Uncontested Starfall rests, connected with electromagnetic clamps, supply tubes, and force fields, people supplies move in and out of it at a steady pace. The ship itself is visible from outside cameras. Largely red and gold, it resembles a long-necked bird of prey, with swept back wings and plating where Model Ts have been hooked on for long shifts.

If you've already made an appointment with the Science Captain, you're immediately taken inside the ship. Inside, the ship is full of tubes, pulsing with green fluids. The AI aboard speaks in an unrecognizable, chittering language and the floor lights up, guiding you and your host to a lab. The door only opens half-way, there's an axe stuck in it, but you can just barely squeeze through. Inside is Science Captain Urist McEngineer. Four and a half feet tall, stout, heavily bearded, and snoring into his lunch. A mug of something frothy sits next to him and a holographic display of some kind of weapons system slowly rotates above his head.

Thankfully, he appears to have no more axes at hand.

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