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crux_fleet2014-02-12 04:25 pm
zerolimits) wrote in crux_fleet2014-02-12 04:25 pm
0-1 Action; Walking through the city
Zero could learn close to any technique from defeated enemies. He could fight off hundreds of Mavericks without much effort. He could even rush back into action constantly, mission after mission. But there was one thing he had difficulty doing. And that was dealing with excessive free-time.
Since being brought here, Zero has had close to nothing to do. He would train from time to time in the small area that was his living space, but he could only do so little without risk of either wrecking his room or accidentally smashing into someone else's. He tried to do some reading a couple days ago, but there was little at the library that interested him by way of fiction. He did read about the different races within and without the fleet's Confederation, particularly the Wadjit and the AIs of Bama, the latter he though of as just Mavericks by a different name.
Today, Zero can be seen just walking around Teuberg, minding his own business. He has been walking for sometime now, since late in the morning in fact. Just walking, thinking about what to do to occupy his time, which by now was what he WAS doing to occupy it. When he finally got fed up with that, he let out a sigh as put his hand to the jewel on his forehead in aggravation.
"All of this downtime is torture. At this rate, even I might go Maverick if I don't find something to do," he said out loud to no one. With the wording, he of course meant that he'd go crazy.
Since being brought here, Zero has had close to nothing to do. He would train from time to time in the small area that was his living space, but he could only do so little without risk of either wrecking his room or accidentally smashing into someone else's. He tried to do some reading a couple days ago, but there was little at the library that interested him by way of fiction. He did read about the different races within and without the fleet's Confederation, particularly the Wadjit and the AIs of Bama, the latter he though of as just Mavericks by a different name.
Today, Zero can be seen just walking around Teuberg, minding his own business. He has been walking for sometime now, since late in the morning in fact. Just walking, thinking about what to do to occupy his time, which by now was what he WAS doing to occupy it. When he finally got fed up with that, he let out a sigh as put his hand to the jewel on his forehead in aggravation.
"All of this downtime is torture. At this rate, even I might go Maverick if I don't find something to do," he said out loud to no one. With the wording, he of course meant that he'd go crazy.
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"Hngh. You let one of these medics check you over?"
no subject
"I have not." It being more of a computer virus, Zero would've had to see either an engineer or a programmer anyway.