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crux_fleet2014-02-15 04:37 pm
crux_npcs) wrote in crux_fleet2014-02-15 04:37 pm
Entry tags:
- !log,
- !new arrivals,
- !npc: captain hollis,
- !npc: graham baker,
- !npc: science captain mcengineer,
- .hack//g.u.: haseo,
- attack on titan: levi,
- battletech: cassiopia suthorn,
- biomega: kanoe zouichi,
- ffviii: selphie tilmitt,
- hataraku maou-sama!: urushihara hanzo,
- mcu: steve rogers,
- pandora hearts: oz vessalius,
- pandora hearts: xerxes break,
- slayers: lina inverse,
- star control: zex,
- star trek: odo,
- the covenant: chase collins,
- tron legacy: tron
0003: NEW ARRIVALS
Who: New Arrivals, Captain Jack Hollis, Science Captain Urist McEngineer, Graham Baker
Where: Briefing Room
When: Late afternoon
Warnings: None
When awakening, you'll find the area you're in to be very busy. The people in the medical ward are polite and understanding, but firmly refuse to answer questions until the briefing. The same goes for the robots in the hangars. Either given hospital outfits resembling very comfortable pajamas, drone bodies, or their own bodies, they are escorted by polite, unyielding people in red and black uniforms to the briefing room.
The room is large, but not quite large enough for some of the bigger Cybertronians. They've been given drone bodies at least, skinny little things with no real features beyond primitive masks made of paper plates. There's seats for everyone, at least, well-cushioned and comfortable, and the room is pleasantly lit.
A few Security personnel, dressed in their red and black uniforms, stand at ease in the rooms in strategic areas. Three men stand at the head. One is Graham Baker, a slightly nervous-seeming middle-aged man wearing a multi-layered business suit that seems rumpled and oversized. The other two men are dressed in military uniforms, one with the blue undershirt and piping of Command, while the other wears the gold of Science.
[Questions to the NPCs will go in the briefing thread. The rest of the post is there for people to mill about and do whatever with.]
Where: Briefing Room
When: Late afternoon
Warnings: None
When awakening, you'll find the area you're in to be very busy. The people in the medical ward are polite and understanding, but firmly refuse to answer questions until the briefing. The same goes for the robots in the hangars. Either given hospital outfits resembling very comfortable pajamas, drone bodies, or their own bodies, they are escorted by polite, unyielding people in red and black uniforms to the briefing room.
The room is large, but not quite large enough for some of the bigger Cybertronians. They've been given drone bodies at least, skinny little things with no real features beyond primitive masks made of paper plates. There's seats for everyone, at least, well-cushioned and comfortable, and the room is pleasantly lit.
A few Security personnel, dressed in their red and black uniforms, stand at ease in the rooms in strategic areas. Three men stand at the head. One is Graham Baker, a slightly nervous-seeming middle-aged man wearing a multi-layered business suit that seems rumpled and oversized. The other two men are dressed in military uniforms, one with the blue undershirt and piping of Command, while the other wears the gold of Science.
[Questions to the NPCs will go in the briefing thread. The rest of the post is there for people to mill about and do whatever with.]
Levi | Attack on Titan
Of course, he hadn't exactly signed up in the first place, but what did any of that matter anymore? He woke up in some kind of hospital, and to say it was on the wrong side of the bed would have been a pretty massive understatement. From there he was shooed into a room full of strange people (some of them weren't even people, but he didn't know what the hell else to call them), and then had to stand there and listen to a few guys give a borderline-incomprehensible spiel about how they were part of some fleet at war with some empire and oh, by the way, someone fucked up and now he's in another dimension. That was probably the point when he came to grips with the fact that this wasn't some stupidly-elaborate fever dream. He was a long, long way from home.
But he'd seen the technology these people possessed and come to the obvious conclusion that trying to fight his way out wouldn't get him very far. Even if he could, what then? He'd gone from one enclosed space to another. At least this one was a hell of a lot cleaner. At that point, the clear choice was to try to reclaim his gear, find somewhere at least somewhat private to put it on, and then begin tentatively exploring. Thus there was now a small, irritable man wearing an odd belted contraption stalking around not far from the briefing room.
Because while back home humanity teetered on the brink of extinction, what he really wanted to be doing was hanging around with his thumb up his ass in outer goddamn space.
What a joke.
Re: Levi | Attack on Titan
He couldn't say he'd been in a particularly positive mood when he'd first woken up and found out he was in some alternate dimension, so maybe it was incumbent on him to see if this guy needed help.
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"Does it look like I know where I'm—"
Oh. Having actually turned to face the other man, he could see this was clearly not one of the locals, either. Hardly a comfort, but he might have dropped the attitude a little had his attention not been immediately stolen by the enormous... thing this guy was carrying around with him.
"What in the hell is that?"
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"It's my motorcycle. Probably not the only one here, but mine's a custom model."
Custom as in top speeds of around 1,000 km/h custom. He was totally going to obey the traffic laws.no subject
"Something you ride?" He was a little torn between curiosity and not wanting to look like an idiot, but curiosity won. With as often as people were going to ask about the gear he wore, he figured he ought to be able to ask a few of his own.
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"Cars are more practical if you have people with you, but I'd rather have the extra freedom of movement. Besides, they designed this model with some extras built in."
bc i don't feel like prosing dwi
If you decide to go out and about, dear Levi, Eren could most certainly be found; at the moment he's stopped in front of a clothing shop in a strip-mall type area, where the display of clothing at the front window looks to be baffling him more than anything else. (It's weird. People wore this stuff?? The styles were so different, he couldn't even imagine nobles putting this on. Or would they?) So, care to interrupt? ]
Re: bc i don't feel like prosing dwi
Actually, with exploration being the only thing on his agenda at the moment, it's pretty much inevitable that he'll run into him. In fact, it's probably the happiest he's ever been to see Eren. For some definition of happiness. And not in a weird way. Don't make it weird.
In any case, a familiar voice speaks up from behind him. Vacation's over, Eren. ]
Really? This is what caught your attention?
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[ It wasn't a voice that snapped him out of idle thoughts so much as it was a familiar one. Eren starts in place, whips around instantly, and stares wide-eyed when it's none other than Levi standing there. ]
Captain?
[ It's a disbelieving tone of voice, but Eren hadn't been expecting to see him here, not when there hadn't been a single familiar face in the past few weeks. A beat, then Eren belatedly realizes he should regard his superior with a little more respect than that; he throws a fist to his chest and another behind his back in a sort-of awkward salute. ]
That is— Captain. I was only looking, sir.
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How did you get so far ahead of me? I didn't even see you in that room.
[ Of course, it could have just been Short People Problems. ]
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So this guy running around with leather straps everywhere and crazy hip-boxes was certainly odd enough to get Lina's attention. Enough that she approaches him, clearly inspecting the gear. "What the hell kinda contraption is that?"
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But before he'd even finished putting his gear on he knew that it was going to net him some unwanted attention. This here was just Exhibit A.
"3D Maneuver Gear." It's a canned response, in the hope that there's a chance people will be satisfied just knowing what it's called and will consequently stop trying to talk to him. But looking at this girl, he has a feeling she's probably more curious than that.
Oh, well. It was worth a try.