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Training Log 01: Shiny new powers
It's been a day- or something similar to it. After all, time seemed to be a weak thing here. But it's long enough that the pounding in his head from the attack under the Founation is... manageable. His ribs still ache, but he's not going to let that stop him- if Rei needed them to fight, then he would fight. Especially since he now remembered HOW to fight- a weak memory that came with a few other things. Like that fact that he might be royalty(?), but more useful was his skills with a weapon.
So he goes hunting for a big open area- and every other Executor he sees he mentions his intention: to train and test out these new powers. Eventually he finds what he's looking for: what probably was supposed to be a park, though it was slightly twisted like everything else here. But it was open enough that he probably wouldn't hit any non-combatants. A quick switch to his Executor uniform, massive black armor with a fur lined cloak, and he spins his bone spear like an expert.
How strange to have this knowledge but almost no context. Well, it is what it is. He wonders if any of the others will join him?
((ooc: feel free to tag amoung yourselves as well!))
So he goes hunting for a big open area- and every other Executor he sees he mentions his intention: to train and test out these new powers. Eventually he finds what he's looking for: what probably was supposed to be a park, though it was slightly twisted like everything else here. But it was open enough that he probably wouldn't hit any non-combatants. A quick switch to his Executor uniform, massive black armor with a fur lined cloak, and he spins his bone spear like an expert.
How strange to have this knowledge but almost no context. Well, it is what it is. He wonders if any of the others will join him?
((ooc: feel free to tag amoung yourselves as well!))
POST-TRAINING CHATTER
We... live here now, don't we? [ she considers her wording. ] Or... we don't live, but...
[ they're staying here for the foreseeable future, is what she means. even though they're dead, they still have to go through all the motions of everyday life, including returning somewhere at night to sleep. in all the chaos of yesterday, they didn't sit around to have these kinds of conversations. she looks around at everyone gathered in the park and wonders aloud: ]
Where is everyone going home to...? [ the town is fairly large, so they could wind up quite scattered if they just wander off alone. it would probably take a while to gather everyone up again. ] Should we meet up tomorrow morning too? There's, um, the coffee bar...
[ ... she doesn't do very well with being the centre of attention, so once she's put that topic up for conversation, her voice peters out and looks down at her feet. ]
( OOC | this is also a general mingle thread where you're free to threadhop and branch off into separate conversations! it's mostly just for characters to chat about where they're all living, if they want to live together, make plans to keep in contact, etc. go wild )
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[Medic you're sixteen, you can't live in a blanket fort... who the fuck am I kidding, that sounds great, hashtag unlife goals.]
Meetings sound like a good idea! That way we know how everyone's doing, and if anyone interesting died.
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You're staying in the library? Don't you want somewhere better to sleep...?
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I have a lot of cushions, and it's very quiet, so sleeping isn't any trouble.
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[ She says this as if it's reassuring, which is pointedly isn't. ]
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Don't you want a home...? I know we're not alive, so maybe... it doesn't matter...
[ she's mumbling, dejected, and she visibly wilts as she trails off. that thought makes her heart sink. yesterday, she doubts that it would have bothered her at all. she would have slept anywhere without thinking about it, like a doll placed on a shelf. but she remembers Saint-Germain and his mansion; the vague, warm feelings connected to it that she can't quite reach but wants to; an emptiness attached to the thought of simply lingering in a convenient place without any meaning to it. articulating that is beyond her abilities right now. ]
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[ Something about the way she says that makes Rei's stomach feel as though it's started to freeze over. She'd been so wired, getting herself caught up in thoughts of fighting and progress that she'd forgotten there were going to be times when the fighting was done.
She'd contented herself with being alone and untethered because she didn't have much of a choice otherwise. But now... ]
... No. You're right. I just... I've been here on my own for so long, I'd forgotten that I don't have to be anymore. And if we're all going to stick together... then it might be fun to find somewhere to be our home.
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[Lowkey implying she just... didn't sleep last night. House-hunting is srs business.]
A meeting sounds good, though. Best we try to keep in contact with each other.
Re: POST-TRAINING CHATTER
As for sleeping. Eh. There's some trees outside and it's not like anyone's gonna care if I plop down there right?
[Someone please discourage Brainiac from doing this.]
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[Oof, Brainiac. Oof.]
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Still, if the option for comfort is available, why not take it?
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I guess I could roll with the hotel, then... I mean, it's less time per day to practice but.
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But mostly.