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ximilia mods ([personal profile] ximilian) wrote in [community profile] ximiliugh2022-09-19 08:55 pm
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SEPTEMBER + OCTOBER + NOVEMBER TDM.

T D M . 0 7

MORNING AFTERRANDOM SCENARIORATE THAT ASS(ASSIN)OTHERWORLDLYFYI

// PART I. morning after  

… What are you willing to do to erase your regret from existence?

The words ring in your ears as in the darkness of your dream, a purple glow blooms, slowly enveloping you. It is not a feeling of comfort that surrounds you, though — as a distorted voice whispers in your ear, you feel it: cold dread, and a sudden certainty that everything is about to be irrevocably changed.

It is to this daunting realization that you wake, and as your heart slows into something resembling a normal tempo, you notice something you should have noticed immediately: you are not in your bed.

1.0   White walls, clinical yet clean, sparsely-furnished rooms. You may wake in one of three rooms: a room with only one bed, a room with two beds, or a room with four beds. Those waking up in rooms with more than one bed notice that they are very much not alone. Perhaps the other occupants of the room are still sleeping, dreaming the same dream as you just did, or a regular one after returning to the station just barely a week ago … or perhaps you wake to the other person in the room watching you.

What you do is entirely up to you: yell in surprise when you wake to someone staring at you? Or maybe you’ll try to sneak away before anyone notices you...


2.0   Those with life-threatening injuries find themselves awakening in the infirmary, in a regular hospital bed. Most of their injuries have been treated, and any lingering illnesses or conditions will have designated medicine bottles on the table next to the bed.

White curtains surround the bed on both sides, giving an illusion of privacy. But is that a rustling sound you hear? Some footsteps? Perhaps you’re not the only one in need of some medical attention... or you've attracted the attention of those with experience in medical aid, and they rush to your bedside, surprised about this sudden new patient.

It is not just for your injuries that you may want some company, but also for leaving the infirmary — you can’t stay there forever, after all, and will have to make your way through the hallways of the station to the living quarters, and claim a room and a bed there.

Once you’re up, you may notice there’s something in your ear: an earpiece that, when you become aware of it, quickly runs you through the instructions for how to use the network, a recorded message by a female voice that explains exactly why you’re here… and leaves you with a map of the station.

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// PART II. random scenario  


So what else is there to do but to explore? Best get to know what is now your new home.

3.0   When trying to decide where yo go, you may find your way to the armory, where you can try to work the machine there to make yourself a weapon — perhaps to replace one that didn’t come with you to the station… or maybe you want to be prepared for the future. The recently-returned team members will surely recommend having a functional weapon with you.


4.0   After you’ve exhausted yourself training, it’s time to grab a bite. For that, you should head to the kitchen, which is equipped with all the basic appliances you might need, and ingredients for most regular dishes.


5.0   A welcome reprieve to the cold, dark space that surrounds the characters can be found in the sunlight room. A skillful illusion surrounds anyone who steps inside the room: you can hear the trilling of birds, feel a light breeze caress your skin as you walk through a grass field. The illusion has been programmed to reflect the seasons — the leaves in the trees are currently bright with all the colours of autumn: orange and red and yellow; and the air is crisp and clean. If you follow the path, you'll be led to a bridge rising over a sparkling, babbling brook, a few fallen leaves floating on the water and falling around you like very bright raindrops.

With an illusion so authentic you can almost taste the pumpkin spice, it is easy to forget you are in space at all. Perhaps that gives you comfort, or just makes you miss the real nature all the more.


6.0   If you’d rather choose tinkering over nature, the lab is guaranteed to provide you with some entertainment. Glass vials and jars of chemicals sit on shelves in a surprisingly beautiful display of colour on one side of the room, while the other side of the room contains stacks of boxes containing assorted equipment: cords, bolts, panels, buttons, gears, gadgets, gizmos, and thingamabobs. The downside is that the parts available seem to have no apparent method to their sorting. So get digging, and you may just find exactly what you need to make what you’ve always wanted to make!


7.0   As you wander back towards the common areas, you may notice there seems to be a room there that hasn't previously existed... not that you, a newcomer, would be able to tell. The room takes up a chunk of the common area, and on its unassuming door is a little plaque that reads, 'The Ximusic room'. Should you enter, you will find a sound-proofed practice room that contains — yes, you guessed it, band equipment that even the most musically inclined should be satisfied with. So pick up an instrument, saunter up to the microphone to belt out your favourite tunes, or take a seat at the side of the room and enjoy others' playing.


8.0   If it’s items you’re lacking, though, some time after your arrival, the earpiece alerts you to a new message.

// VIVECA
Hello, everyone. I hope you've had time to rest, and those new here have got used to being here. Those who’ve been here for longer know the deal, but to the new arrivals: we've got a drop of new supplies. I hope —

But something strange happens, then — the message turns into an incomprehensible jumble of sounds: at first, it is just static; then, whirring noises follow, as if something rewinding... and then, there's a knock.

Silence.

Another knock.

// ???
𝒲𝒽𝑜'𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒?

A sweet, lilting voice poses the question, the words sounding as if through a filter — soon after, a woman's laugh follows, lingering as its echoes fade away slowly.

After that, some may decide it's best to not look at the supply drop at all, while others may be even more curious — but as you make your way to the platform, you'll see there is nothing amiss in the neat piles of items on it. There’s clothes, shoes, dishware, skincare, books… even a couple of CDs, and a few cute stuffed animals. So sort through what there is and grab what you want, before someone else does!

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// PART III. rate that ass(assin)  


For those on the antsier side, maybe a trip to the simulation room is just the thing to address all that restlessness. Here you’ll find a preprogrammed mission to get those orb-snatching skills of yours in tip-top shape.

Fortunately, the simulation gods have decided to smile down upon you this time around; there’ll be no need to search for the orb, you already know exactly where it is: in the hands of the High King of Selrahines. The good news? His Highestness has already graciously agreed to part with the orb. The bad news? He requires a bit of a favor first…

Every year, High King Ghythih celebrates his awakening day with a party. But not just any party. For three days and three nights, the entire kingdom of Selrahines rejoices His Noblestness’ life with drinking, dancing and debauchery — the most anticipated and talked about party of the entire Gamga Galaxy. Everyone in the cosmos is invited, which is good because everyone in the cosmos wants to attend.

Now if it weren’t for that pesky assassination attempt, everything would be perfect! You see, just two weeks prior, His Royalestness received a warning that this year’s awakening day celebration would be His last. Obviously, that absolutely must not happen because talk about a killjoy. Be good dears and thwart His would-be assassins, would you? Then the orb’s all yours.

9.0   Even though you’re here for a job, you’re still expected to dress up for the occasion. Ghythih has offered you full access to the royal tailors, but if you don’t mind off-the-rack, Selrahines has many boutiques and shops in the merchant district. Go big! Go bold! Just don’t upstage the High King, or He’ll have you thrown in the dungeons. (No, really.)


10.0   During the three day celebration there is plenty to do. The first two days serve as primers, consisting of street celebrations that close down all four roads leading up to the capital. Up in the north you’ll find the carnival, where a menagerie of exotic and dangerous animals from neighboring planets are showcased and — should you happen to know the right people — put up for sale. Over on the west is for the theater crowd, where plays are put on depicting all of the High King’s conquests and achievements throughout his 800 years of being awakened. Across that to the east is for those who prefer to be part of the action; riches and fame can be won during tournaments of jousting, melees, spell-weaving and pageantry. And finally down south, by the lowlight district, are where the sinners thrive and the saints go to forget their values. Here, everything and anything is not only allowed, but encouraged.


11.0   The main event, of course, is the High King’s Gala. For the entirety of the third day, the castle’s expansive ballroom opens its gilded doors to all who wish to celebrate Him. Here there are live bands, delectable foods and a dancefloor that never seems to feel too crowded, no matter how many attend. The atmosphere of the ballroom is effortlessly jovial and contagiously hedonistic — literally. The High King hates a party pooper, see, so nearly every inch of the ballroom is enchanted to encourage celebration; sometimes it’s a melody in a song that gets your feet moving, or the bubblies in your drink that have you smiling wide, or maybe it’s that pastry you snuck a bite of in between polite smiles making you feel warm all over. Whatever it takes, the longer you stay in the ballroom, you will have fun.

(—but “fun” is pretty subjective, isn’t it? Hopefully your idea of fun doesn’t ruin the party…)


12.0   But hey, don’t forget you have a job to do. Enjoy the festivities all you want, but remember you have to ensure the High King’s survival and the capture of His assassin(s). As His special guests, you have full access to every part of the castle and all the authority you could want to question anyone and everyone. Of course, that doesn’t mean everyone’s okay with that so you may find a couple of citizens and guests less than thrilled about being questioned when they’re just trying to have a good time. Remember, the High King isn’t a fan of Draduak Downers, so covertness is key here.

N O T E:   Additionally, personal tasks are provided to each character as they enter the simulation. In-game, each character will be given one task. For the purposes of the test drive, we’re leaving it to players to pick a task from the following list for their character and run with it.


A   Pretend to be (or become) inebriated and make a scene.

B   Ask three strangers to dance.

C   Reveal to a teammate an embarrassing story of your past.

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// PART IV. otherworldly  


For those looking to do something a little less involved, there is always the training room — though there’s something off about it this time around. What is normally a large, mostly empty room lined with benches and wall racks to hold weapons now resembles more of the simulation room upon entering.

Try to fiddle with the control panel as much as you want, but nothing seems to set the room back to the way it was. Seems like the only way out is to let the simulation play through, but rather than any of the preprogrammed missions the simulation room is known for, these simulations draw on all of this team’s previous missions, as if you yourself were a part of it.

Seems you’re on an unexpected walk down the orbers’ memory lane… Maybe you’ll get lucky and someone will act as your tour guide.

MISSION FILE: GHOST GIRL — A plague, monsters, questionable royalty, and the whispers of a girl in white. You walk into Gyeongje, a prosperous city with something dark surrounding it. Discover the secrets within the walls and find out why that girl in white actually needs your help. Maybe the destitute inside the market are a good place to start.

MISSION FILE: BRASS DEVIL — Bright lights, extravagance, and liquor-soaked evenings keep the city of Braccia alive. Three crime families rule the streets, and if you want to get anywhere here, you have to make nice with them. They may play nice on the surface, but there's something tense pulling at the heart of the city... Can you figure out what it is?

MISSION FILE: THE SLEEPER — To sleep is but to dream; at least, that's what they say, but the inhabitants of Kilnan may not agree. A strange sleeping illness has taken over the kingdom and no one can figure out why. To make matters worse, the royal wizard, Remi, is unresponsive. How will these sleeping beauties save their kingdom from ruin?

MISSION FILE: BAD COMPANY — Welcome to Scorpion's Bend, the wild west with a curious and melancholy twist. Something isn't right about this place, but you can't figure out just what it is. There's bandits wandering around looking for some kind of fortune, so you might want to avoid them. Oh, and, be wary of the food.

MISSION FILE: UPSTAIRS, DOWNSTAIRS — A tale as old as time: "good" vs "evil," up vs down. Giva is a world steeped deeply in tradition and culture, so it stands to reason that the afterlife would be, too. Taeum is where the "good" souls go, Sedorum is where the "bad" souls go... or so everyone's been told. But, it won't take long for you to realize something isn't quite right about that distinction.

MISSION FILE: 4:50 TO VREFESEA — Productivity and innovation have been the hot topic of Novis Nox lately, as new and amazing things are being produced in a way that almost seems like magic. If that was even a concept the locals understood, anyway. Craemore and Vrefesea are separated by a vast ocean and traveled between by train, usually easily with no interruption. And yet, suddenly, you find yourself in the middle of a family whodunnit. Hopefully, you can make it out of the finger-pointing.

MISSION FILE: THE FOX & THE HARE — E-23b is a city on the brink of mass destruction, and yes, it's because of the government. A revolution is set to break, and you can help them. There's something deeply personal about this mission, and best discovered by connecting with The Fables. Can you manage to assist and help them begin to rebuild? Or will everything fall apart?

MISSION FILE: WISH FULL — Qruria City is one of the many kingdoms scattered throughout the world of Xrisora, a beautiful place with a well-loved monarchy. There are new things to learn, new things to meet, and hopefully, you're not afraid of the ocean...

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F Y I

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[personal profile] evasives 2022-09-20 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
2.0 // INFIRMARY
[ cassian comes to slowly, which is unexpected, but the waking in itself is a surprise. his mouth is dry but not sandy, there is no aching pain crawling up his spine. it takes him a few seconds but then he jerks upright, frowning deeply and nearly knocking over the medicines at his bedside table. ]

[ this is not an alliance medbay, but nor is it imperial. it's familiar enough in a lot of ways, alongside the low melodic hum of a starship. ]

[ he throws his legs over the side of the bed without thinking, bracing for a pain that never comes. idly patting at his back, he stands and just marvels for a moment that he is indeed standing. alone. ]

[ there's movement from outside the curtain and he grabs one of the bottles to use as a bludgeon if need be before he yanks the curtain aside to stare down whoever's out there. the bottle is very threatening, clearly. ]


3.0 // ARMORY
[ after securing actual clothes and getting the lowdown from viveca, cassian explores his new apparent residence. he slips through the halls quietly and makes his first stop the armory. a medicine bottle is in fact a piss-poor weapon. ]

[ he mulls over the collection that's already there and pockets a knife or two, but the printing machine draws his attention quickly. it doesn't take him that long to figure out and he makes himself a decent enough copy of a blaster, small enough to conceal. there's a pause when he notices someone else walking in, but he doesn't move from the machine, playing around with it to continue getting a better feel. ]


What kind of weaponry is usually needed on these mission?


6.0 // LAB
[ it's a small ship but there still seems like a lot to see, especially if he wants to get a full understanding of it all. the locked area is annoying, but that'll be a problem for tomorrow cassian, and he makes a note to try and speak to someone about it. so: next step is the lab, just to get a sense of the technological abilities of the station itself and perhaps the people on board. ]

[ instead what he finds is a disaster. ]


This is not organized. [ he is mumbling to himself, but he sounds high-key agitated by it. ] How is anyone supposed to build anything?


11.0 // ASSASSINATION
[ this is... easy, all things considered. a mission to track some assassins, rather than be the assassin? dare he say it's almost welcome? ]

[ cassian is used to donning the part, so he's dressed easily to match the styles and after a few hours he figures out the local mannerisms too, regardless of their fictitious level. he fits in seamlessly with the crowds at the gala, bouncing between skulking along the sidelines and occasionally throwing himself at the dancing. if this is a test, he's pretty sure he passed. ]

[ but teamwork has been stressed as a key point to ximilia, so he finds the nearest familiar face, even if it's someone he merely passed outside the simulation, and falls into step with whatever their doing - be it dancing, eating, drinking, et all - he slots in like it's nothing. ]


I found one. [ an assassin, he means. like calls to like or something. ]


0.0 // WILDCARD
[ idk go where your heart takes you or find me at [plurk.com profile] communism ! ]
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infirmary

[personal profile] realists 2022-09-20 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ jyn has found trousers and a shirt and she is pulling a raggedy blue sweater over a halo of disheveled hair when the curtain is unceremoniously yanked back. wide green eyes peer out the neck of the pullover, hands dropping to her sides immediately when she realizes who is brandishing a bottle at her, the sweater falling awkward over her chest, caught under her armpit.

she doesn't care; she jerks toward him without thinking, body moving of its own accord like an awkward newborn colt until her arms circle his torso and suddenly she is hugging him.

again. ]


Cassian.

[ she barely knows him, there hadn't been any time, but he still feels like coming home. ]
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[personal profile] evasives 2022-09-21 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ in cassian's defense, he probably could kill a man with a bottle of medicine if need be. ]

[ luckily the person waiting for him on the other side is not someone in need of murder. it's jyn. she freezes tangled in her sweater and he stares at her, gobsmacked. it startles him to see her even though it probably shouldn't, given he was just with her prior to waking up on this station miraculously recovered. ]

[ he doesn't get a word in before she crosses the space between them and hugs him, and even though the gesture is also the last thing he remembers, that startles him too. it takes him a moment, but he finally wraps his arms around her too, drawing comfort from this strange and deep familiarity. ]


Jyn.
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[personal profile] realists 2022-09-21 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ the twenty minutes prior to dying and waking up here (she's fairly certain she did actually die, but it's up in the air,) jyn was sure cassian was dead, broken at the base of the tower. she had no clue how he managed to climb up to the transmitter, she has no clue how they managed to make it to the beach, she has absolutely no clue how they are here. weird dream aside.

her grip is crushing, because cassian is so solid and sturdy, no longer the cold, limp body she have carried to the waves. she buries her face against his chest, feeling the steady heartbeat against her cheek.

if he expects her to say something poignant though, he's got the wrong girl. ]


Sheet would have made a better weapon.
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[personal profile] evasives 2022-09-21 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ there's a part of him that's still thinking he might actually be dead, that this is a weird fever dream. there wasn't supposed to be a last minute rescue. he was watching the planet blow up in real time. ]

[ the strength of jyn's grip should hurt, but instead it solidifies the fact that his back is... fine. if it wasn't, he would be in pain. there is no pain! he'll get over it, eventually, but he was in agony what feels like seconds ago. it's jarring. ]

[ he pauses, then sets his hand with the bottle absently at the back of her head. ]


If you have never used a pill bottle to hurt someone before, I am not going to explain it to you now.
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[personal profile] realists 2022-09-22 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ dryly: ] You're just mad that I'm right.

[ it isn't that she doubts cassian could take someone out with a pill bottle; he's an assassin, after all, a fact she knows very well, but she still thinks a sheet would be more practical. and versatile.

surely she should let go, but also she isn't going to let go. ]

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3.0

[personal profile] ancillary 2022-09-21 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
You're asking the wrong person, I'm afraid. [ Boots clack, clack, clack on the polished floor with a steady gait in tempo to a voice that had the cordial tepidness of someone designed to give a dry lecture at length.

A woman in black and white armor that fit snugly against her body entered and waltzed passed Cassian without further introduction. Her fingers danced across the haptic interface with a level of familiarity with the technology, and a blockish but compact handgun immediately appeared on top of the plinth. Picking it up, she tested the weight of it in her hands before trying it again by holding it out in the fire-ready positon. — Away from Cassian, of course, and with the proper trigger safety.

She nodded to herself before placing the weapon back down and looking back at Cassian. ]


I've led fire teams and infiltration, but from what I gathered, we're the curious invaders snooping around. Anything large or ostentatious would be out of the question.
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[personal profile] evasives 2022-09-21 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's easy to clock her as new as he is, but from the sound of it, people are constantly arriving and getting thrown in almost on rotation. it's not a surprise, he supposes, given it's regrets that pulls people here. people are full of regrets. ]

[ she moves through the weaponry easily and expertly and even offers up some of her experience with barely a second thought; despite the fact that she's new, cassian wonders if that's commonplace on board too. ]


I am not typically a fan of the large ones anyway when a small one can be just as efficient. We are here to retrieve orbs, that does imply a level of infiltration rather than open war. How long have you been leading your teams?
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[personal profile] ancillary 2022-09-21 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ A ship full of regrets. Miranda was surprised it hadn't been standing room only and that she could move about without rubbing elbows every other step. It was nice, but it begged the notion that the Ximilia was picky about the people it took aboard. ]

For most of my career [ a perfect non-answer ] both on the field and directing operations elsewhere, but not against a native population flummoxed by a shiny ball. I have a reputation back home and firing on locals out in the backwater corners of the galaxy if I don't have to isn't it.

[ She eyed him then — almost asking if he was of a similar mind or not. ]
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[personal profile] evasives 2022-09-21 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ ah, a non-answer. cassian is very familiar with those, but he's also a fan of simply not answering at all. which he does not, despite picking up on her return question. instead, he pivots it seamlessly. ]

Perhaps it is not always in the form of a shiny ball. It seems to vary, from what I have gathered so far, and the retrievals seem to have been done much to your preference. [ skimming old mission files in between the exploration. ]

I do not know how long your career is when I do not even know who you are.
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[personal profile] ancillary 2022-09-21 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
You did your homework, [ She tilts her chin upward with the shadow of a smile, mentally cataloging him as shifty and clever. Maybe who arrived aboard the station wasn't the random draw she had initially assumed. ]

Fair, it's not like this Vivica exactly organized us all in a big semi-circle for a meet and greet. [ She folds both hands nearly in front of her instead of extending one in greeting. Doubting he'd take it in the first place, and also because she hadn't wanted to either. ]

Miranda Lawson.

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11.0

[personal profile] shishkabob 2022-09-21 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Dante, meanwhile, sticks out like a sore thumb. When he dances it’s vaguely comedic, giving off the vibe of someone who’s more used to a more violent and frenetic kind of dancing and is valiantly restraining that energy right now. He could skulk, he has the capability for it, but also why the fuck would he. He likes this bash.

So it’s a surprise when another orber slips in beside him and shocks him back to reality, to what they’re really here for. Shit, he’d let himself get distracted—how? Something in the air…

Never mind that, there’s a killer to catch.]


Where are they now? [His eyes flick around the crowd, alert in a way they hadn’t been before when he was dancing out on the floor.] I can get in their way, cause a scene.
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[personal profile] evasives 2022-09-22 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ should cassian have gone to a different person? maybe. if this were a real mission, he'd consider it more deeply, but in the safe confines of a simulation he feels like he can test more of the waters and more of the wildcards, so to speak. ]

[ he doesn't give away the answer just yet, only giving this man a second glance. ]


We are supposed to be subtle about this, if I am not mistaken. I am not sure causing a scene applies. What is your definition of a "scene?"
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[personal profile] shishkabob 2022-09-22 09:35 am (UTC)(link)
[He really ought to have gone to a different person, because Dante likes to wave at subtlety as it passes by him. He takes a sip of the champagne and grins.]

Big, dramatic throwdown. [He swirls the champagne in his glass around.] Bump into them, spill wine all over myself, [it'll suck but worse has gotten on his clothes than a glass of expensive champagne] draw attention to them. Keeps them from getting to the king, leaves them open and vulnerable. They could risk breaking their cover, but at a shindig like this? I kinda doubt it.
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[personal profile] evasives 2022-09-23 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ this conversation has not been a long one but the longer it goes on, the more cassian starts to feel that vibe. there's a time and a place for flashy! he's not sure this is it just yet, but it's too late now so he'll deal. besides, an argument is more likely to draw attention to the two of them and he'd rather not. ]

[ he scans the crowd again, just to give himself another look at the assassin. ]


You do not have to make it such a dramatic confrontation. [ a few seconds and he twists this man's plan with ease. ] Spill the wine on him instead and apologize profusely. Insist on getting him a new one. It does not matter if he agrees, but he will marked by the wine and the less dramatic interaction will still draw enough curious glances to put him off long enough to come up with part two.
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[personal profile] shishkabob 2022-09-24 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
Aw, but I like a little drama. [Still, the man seems to know what he's talking about, and Dante's willing to yield to his expertise. This is pretty far out of Dante's own wheelhouse, anyway.] Profuse apologies, huh? I do like trying out new things.

[Dante generally isn't one to apologize. Words don't tend to mean shit if not backed up with actions, and Dante's learned to put more value on actions than words in his old age.]

And what are you gonna do, once he's off-balance?

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[personal profile] ascetical 2022-09-23 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Obi-Wan slips into the armory, simply to observe and explore this station while they have the downtime — he doesn't quite expect anyone else to be here, though the fact that there is doesn't come to him as a surprise.

He very nearly ducks out, not wanting to intrude and perhaps still far too accustomed to going unnoticed on purpose, before the other occupant speaks up.

It's a question sent in his direction, and very much expectant of a response. ]


This would be my first mission, I'm afraid, so it'll be the blind leading the blind.
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[personal profile] evasives 2022-09-23 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ too late, cassian noticed the man as soon as he walks in. he gets the sense he's about to leave the same way he came, so the question hadn't slipped out till the man lingered long enough for it. it'd be too awkward to avoid silence. ]

[ he leaves the blaster on the stand, not wanting to give any sort of inclination as to how well he can hold it just yet. ]


It probably depends on the nature of the individual missions anyway. Should we welcome each other aboard or just skip that part?
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[personal profile] ascetical 2022-09-24 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, if you've been asked here in the same manner as I, it might not be such a happy occasion.

[ Certainly no real cause for a 'welcome' so much as a condolence, maybe. Dealing with regrets is a solemn thing, private and quiet and kept separate from everything else. It is also something he really shouldn't dwell in. But while his life-long teachings advised for an emotional detachment, the Jedi no longer exist now. The same rules that he'd stitched his life into don't really apply in the same way any longer.

So he exhales softly, offering the faintest of smiles. ]


But there's no reason to be rude.
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[personal profile] evasives 2022-09-25 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
Hence the question about skipping it altogether. [ cassian has many a regret in his (very short) lifetime, and he is not necessarily surprised to see others accepting of a mysterious deal. maybe he's more surprised there aren't more people here. ]

[ if any of this is legit, at any rate. but he can agree it's not necessarily a happy occasion. ]


Welcome to the armory, in that case.
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[personal profile] ascetical 2022-09-25 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
You as well.

[ Obi-Wan steps forward now, approaching some of the tools on display. Sharp blades and blaster rifles, all recognizable enough at their root but the aesthetic's all ... well, not wrong, but it certainly is different.

He thinks he ought to take one of these guns, just in case. For now he only looks. ]


It seems I'm unfamiliar with much of the weaponry here. The tech will be something of an adjustment too.

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[personal profile] dichotomized 2022-09-24 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The unimpressed look Spock answers him with complete with raised eyebrow could probably curdle milk. ]

I have attempted to organize this space approximately three and a half times since my own arrival. I assure you that your time would be wasted trying. You are better off taking what you need and storing it in your own space unless it is too large.

[ For his own effort, Spock is sorting through a small pile of tangled wires and cables looking for the best ones for his latest project, though it looks more like a colorful mess on a table than anything useful right now. ]
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[personal profile] evasives 2022-09-25 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's a relatable Look. one that, combined with the answer he gets, has cassian frowning. ]

I cannot see how the mess is useful. How do they get anything done in here?

[ but he does file it away and glance around the room, wonder if there's corner he can attempt to claim, or if he would indeed be better off hauling the things he likes back to his own quarters, whenever he decides on them. ]
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11.0

[personal profile] expirer 2022-09-29 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ there's a table that sonya has commandeered for herself, a small port to dock in and catch her breath in between all the mingling and dancing. she's lightly fanning herself, skin flushed from the dancing, the drinking. she's here to work, but part of the work is blending in, and even with all the glass flutes she's downed she's still trailing far behind compared to everyone else.

when cassian slides onto the seat beside her, she merely smiles as if she'd been saving him that very seat. ]


Already? [ she's impressed, but her own eyes are untrained. she's not used to being the one to sniff people out; she's usually sent in after that's been taken care of. ] Where?
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[personal profile] evasives 2022-10-02 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ the trick to the drink is to just carry one with you at all times, in various states of consumption, even if you aren't drinking - no one asks if you need one, no one pushes you for more. cassian can work tipsy but he prefers not to, and he knows how to pretend it well enough. ]

[ he smiles back easily, the expression nothing like a greeting for a stranger. this woman is clearly a friend of his! to anyone looking on. ]


Black boots with the gold trim. [ he sips his drink. ] Black vest to match, dancing with the man in red.