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thisavrou_ooc2016-12-02 06:24 pm
hohnkai) wrote in thisavrou_ooc2016-12-02 06:24 pm
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T E S T D R I V E |
"living is an act of courage."
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'Human-thing'? Try again, Iron Moron!
Back, back, or I'm taking your finger and using it for spare parts!
[ kicking defiantly at the giant robot's annoying hand while he complains, now hopping dangerously close to the edge on top of it. he's bad at following directions. ]
Back, back, or I'm taking your finger and using it for spare parts!
[ kicking defiantly at the giant robot's annoying hand while he complains, now hopping dangerously close to the edge on top of it. he's bad at following directions. ]
[ far from offended, this old dude seems completely enraptured by the bit. distracted by whatever he was asking before, he's now leaning in close and getting a good look at the floaty-thing from all angles, pointing his glowing buzzing stick at it to scan it. ]
Now that's interesting. What are you?
[ he gives no indication that he's even noticed Alan there. (he has, he's just a rude shit.) ]
Now that's interesting. What are you?
[ he gives no indication that he's even noticed Alan there. (he has, he's just a rude shit.) ]
[success! they've moved another two spots now.]
Actually hunted. There's lots of Bambi out there.
Actually hunted. There's lots of Bambi out there.
[ He doesn't disbelieve him, not exactly, given the circumstances and all, but it is... it's a difficult mental adjustment. ]
A space ship. Like in movies and books? With aliens?
[ ooc: sorry for the slow tags! i'm crunching on making all my holiday gifts on time, but i should have a bit more tagging time over the weekend! ]
A space ship. Like in movies and books? With aliens?
[ ooc: sorry for the slow tags! i'm crunching on making all my holiday gifts on time, but i should have a bit more tagging time over the weekend! ]
[Definitely slow, but Kurt seems content with the conversation, at least.]
... poor Bambi. [Beat.] Or his mutter.
... poor Bambi. [Beat.] Or his mutter.
Haven't seen aliens but yep, totally like the movies. Including shitty crashes and weird tech.
All of em, with all the hungry bastards here.
[way too amused by this]
[way too amused by this]
[Scowl.]
Nobody will be able to kill every single deer on this planet.
[... or will they?]
Nobody will be able to kill every single deer on this planet.
[... or will they?]
What, you worried bout em? They ain't regular deer anyway. I doubt they'd get caught as easily as the animals on Earth.
[Varric's brows drew tighter together. Demons? He didn't know much about this whole "space" and "planet" thing, but he figured that whole mess was a Thedas exclusive thing. It didn't really do to mix storylines like that, after all.]
Is there anything you don't have here? [He hoped Nate wouldn't honestly attempt to answer the question. Varric simply didn't want to know. He was having a hard enough time with all of this.]
[Varric shook his head, giving his hand a bit of a wave as he did.]
Forget I asked. The book is as accurate as I remember it. A few names were changed here and there to protect the little people, but I wouldn't fudge this kind of stuff. Too many people saw what she did in Kirkwall. They'd have my copies burned before they were even released.] [Varric paused for a beat.] She really doesn't remember all this?
Is there anything you don't have here? [He hoped Nate wouldn't honestly attempt to answer the question. Varric simply didn't want to know. He was having a hard enough time with all of this.]
[Varric shook his head, giving his hand a bit of a wave as he did.]
Forget I asked. The book is as accurate as I remember it. A few names were changed here and there to protect the little people, but I wouldn't fudge this kind of stuff. Too many people saw what she did in Kirkwall. They'd have my copies burned before they were even released.] [Varric paused for a beat.] She really doesn't remember all this?
Edited 2016-12-09 09:01 (UTC)
I better be worth a whole hell of a lot more than that, Chuckles.
Varric's gaze flicked upward, alighting on Hawke. His expression shifted, moving from a snark-filled smirk to a soft, almost affectionate sort of smile. He leaned closer to her, grounding himself in order to support more of her weight.]
I'll worry about Sparkler later. I've got an old friend to catch up with.
Varric's gaze flicked upward, alighting on Hawke. His expression shifted, moving from a snark-filled smirk to a soft, almost affectionate sort of smile. He leaned closer to her, grounding himself in order to support more of her weight.]
I'll worry about Sparkler later. I've got an old friend to catch up with.
A little. People need to eat though and if that's the way to do it, then so be it. At least they will have a better chance.
Edited 2016-12-09 10:28 (UTC)
[ She watches him closely as he sits down in front of her, her knee resting lightly against the side of his. Fine from Tony always means the exact opposite, Pepper's learned, so at least he's not trying to pull that one on her. She's not expecting him to detail everything that's happened while he's been stuck here, of course. Maybe she's better off not knowing -- god knows hearing of any dangers he's been exposed to (or knowing him, exposed himself to) would only end up horrifying her.
She notices how he fidgets, of course. Once he falls silent, she reaches across the scant space between them and lays her hand over his, fingers curling gently around his calloused ones. ]
That sounds a lot like "no". [ She gives a tiny smile, sympathetic. ]
She notices how he fidgets, of course. Once he falls silent, she reaches across the scant space between them and lays her hand over his, fingers curling gently around his calloused ones. ]
That sounds a lot like "no". [ She gives a tiny smile, sympathetic. ]
Oh good. I like to make an impression. Doesn't even have to be a good one. Just an impression is all that matters.
[The camp is visible up ahead. A small cluster of tents and lights and the forms of people moving about it. It seems haphazardly put together. Which fits with the story that they were only recently marooned here.
Hawke nods with a slight exasperation as they enter the camp border and she looks around trying to remember where the medical tent is before heading in that direction.]
Oh yes, it's always "Hawke, my secret-mage child has run off to join the circus, rescue him won't you?". "Hawke, there's a dragon killing everyone in my mines, can you kill it?" "Hawke, I'm a potions salesman and yet I can't be arsed to go collect any herbs myself, do it for me won't you?" It's "Hawke this, Hawke that", all the time.
[The camp is visible up ahead. A small cluster of tents and lights and the forms of people moving about it. It seems haphazardly put together. Which fits with the story that they were only recently marooned here.
Hawke nods with a slight exasperation as they enter the camp border and she looks around trying to remember where the medical tent is before heading in that direction.]
Oh yes, it's always "Hawke, my secret-mage child has run off to join the circus, rescue him won't you?". "Hawke, there's a dragon killing everyone in my mines, can you kill it?" "Hawke, I'm a potions salesman and yet I can't be arsed to go collect any herbs myself, do it for me won't you?" It's "Hawke this, Hawke that", all the time.
[”Yes!” the bit chirps, its form briefly flashing from blue to yellow as it does so.]
He’s a bit, [Alan says, eyeing the strange glowing implement in the man’s hand with some uncertainty.] A bit of data, I mean. It’s why he can only answer yes or no.
[The Doctor’s scans will detect neither organic nor any known inorganic material in the bit’s composition. It is, as Alan said, a living manifestation of data -- one that likely has no business existing outside of a computer. Alan, however, seems more concerned by the tool the Doctor’s waving at it.]
I hope that’s not a weapon, [Alan says, rather pointedly. As if he’s really saying, “If it is, you’re making a fool of yourself.”] Bit’s as harmless as they come.
[”Yes!” the bit concurs, taking Alan’s assessment as a hint to fly back to him, away from the potentially dangerous glow of the object in the Doctor’s hand.]
He’s a bit, [Alan says, eyeing the strange glowing implement in the man’s hand with some uncertainty.] A bit of data, I mean. It’s why he can only answer yes or no.
[The Doctor’s scans will detect neither organic nor any known inorganic material in the bit’s composition. It is, as Alan said, a living manifestation of data -- one that likely has no business existing outside of a computer. Alan, however, seems more concerned by the tool the Doctor’s waving at it.]
I hope that’s not a weapon, [Alan says, rather pointedly. As if he’s really saying, “If it is, you’re making a fool of yourself.”] Bit’s as harmless as they come.
[”Yes!” the bit concurs, taking Alan’s assessment as a hint to fly back to him, away from the potentially dangerous glow of the object in the Doctor’s hand.]
Smart. Set the bar low enough and you don't have to worry about disappointing anyone.
[ Pepper gives the other woman a wry little glance and a smile. Mostly she's just teasing, but this self-deprecating humor and devil-may-care attitude of Hawke's have her wondering if maybe she has a point. She also thinks she sees now why Hawke and Tony are friends.
She's glad they're finally at the camp, though, finding the ground a little less liberally littered with rocks-- due to the higher foot traffic, she imagines. The camp obviously hasn't been there for very long, that's clear. ]
...Wow. Sounds like they keep you busy. Are you just the only person with any sort of capability whatsoever where you're from? [ Because it sure sounds like it!! ] I hope dragon-killing et cetera comes with compensation to match, at the very least.
[ Save Hawke from the woe of looting crates for torn trousers. :( ]
[ Pepper gives the other woman a wry little glance and a smile. Mostly she's just teasing, but this self-deprecating humor and devil-may-care attitude of Hawke's have her wondering if maybe she has a point. She also thinks she sees now why Hawke and Tony are friends.
She's glad they're finally at the camp, though, finding the ground a little less liberally littered with rocks-- due to the higher foot traffic, she imagines. The camp obviously hasn't been there for very long, that's clear. ]
...Wow. Sounds like they keep you busy. Are you just the only person with any sort of capability whatsoever where you're from? [ Because it sure sounds like it!! ] I hope dragon-killing et cetera comes with compensation to match, at the very least.
[ Save Hawke from the woe of looting crates for torn trousers. :( ]
A lot of things go through Luke's mind all at once. There's something familiar about the face, but it isn't something he can place right away. In some way, the features are similar to his own...blond hair, blue eyes. He finds himself recalling the image of his father's true face on Endor, but with no knowledge of everything going on here, he has no way of knowing who this is yet. And he doesn't feel a Force signature. It almost seems...absent...somehow, rather than just someone who's Force-blind. It reminds him of the Yuzhaan Vong in a way.
"A boy." he replied. "My name is Luke...Luke Skywalker. I'm a grown man...52 years old. All I know is, I felt something pushing me. It felt warm, and I think I got a little dizzy. Then, I found myself here, and I'm like this. It doesn't even seem like it should even be possible."
He didn't say anything about the lack of Force. Many beings could still get hostile to Jedi and other Force users, even now, and he wanted to be cautious.
"A boy." he replied. "My name is Luke...Luke Skywalker. I'm a grown man...52 years old. All I know is, I felt something pushing me. It felt warm, and I think I got a little dizzy. Then, I found myself here, and I'm like this. It doesn't even seem like it should even be possible."
He didn't say anything about the lack of Force. Many beings could still get hostile to Jedi and other Force users, even now, and he wanted to be cautious.
Edited 2016-12-09 19:30 (UTC)
Are you serious? [ She gets out after a moment of incredulous staring, once she's grabbed his proffered hand and hoisted herself up with his help. She doesn't really wait for him to answer one way or another before determining, ] You are serious. Fantastic.
[ Ten minutes is not bad. The thought of aliens would have thrown her considerably more a year or so ago, but not anymore. Thankfully (she imagines) these ones are more amiable sort than the Chitauri. ]
It's... hanging in there. [ Her head, that is. She glances back over to the Ingress on top of the hill. ] What is that thing? Do you know?
[ Ten minutes is not bad. The thought of aliens would have thrown her considerably more a year or so ago, but not anymore. Thankfully (she imagines) these ones are more amiable sort than the Chitauri. ]
It's... hanging in there. [ Her head, that is. She glances back over to the Ingress on top of the hill. ] What is that thing? Do you know?
[Adam was doing his best to take the situation one moment at a time but honestly how calm could one stay when their watch was fused with their skin and was that even reversible?
Or real?
Fuck.
He didn't realize that someone had said something to him so the response comes a little delayed when he finally focuses on someone looking at him, talking to him.]
Yeah. [Because he is breathing at least.]
Or real?
Fuck.
He didn't realize that someone had said something to him so the response comes a little delayed when he finally focuses on someone looking at him, talking to him.]
Yeah. [Because he is breathing at least.]
You a nature lover, then? A better chance-- what about our chances?
And if I am? Hunt what we need to survive, not to try and desecrate the population.
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