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phantasmalrift2018-11-16 02:41 pm
wearmyface) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-11-16 02:41 pm
[Open] A Local Alien Learns Station Norms.
Who: Vos and YOU
What: Vos adjusts to her new living space and learns some Station norms.
When: A few days after Vos arrives onwards.
Where: All over. Pick a day. She'll be doing something.
Warnings: Guns, casual nudity in two prompts, Vos being Vos. (and she has an opt-out post here too.)
STATION
a- Day; libary
[It really does not take Vos long to find the libary and from there it's only a matter of time before she finds her first murder mystery book. She honestly does try to read it. Honestly. She does. She gets maybe halfway through and then changes from reading to Critiqueing. In detail, on how to Actually do a Murder.
The 'get away with it' part is implied.] Kaon'd write better drivel this for a shanix and he's blind.
[Espically if it involved Rich People.] Tess too, if she put her mind to it.
b- Day- gym
[When she's not falling asleep re-writing murder mystery or crime books, Vos can be found in the gym, practising some form of martial arts mixed with shadowboxing and the odd parkour. If she's not in her arrival clothes, she's in some state of armoured dress.
There's flips, kicks, punches- running up walls only to flip off them and land either on her feet or going into a rolling landing. To say nothing of the odd moments her rifle is brought out, sometimes even used as a club of all things.
Ever so often, she swaps to various stretches, pushing her already flexible body as far as it'll go. But, if anyone else shows up, she'll pause, head cocked -and rifle dismissed if it's out.]
c- Night/wildcard (causal nudity for first night only!)
[Most nights finds Vos wandering the Station rather aimlessly as she explores her new home; if it seems non-magical, she'll be willing to give it a look. Anything overtly magical-looking gets a wide berth and possibly Vos going full armour until she's past whatever it is, after that she's back to non-armour. The first night she's nude; those who aren't scandalised by a naked woman will notice a gold tattoo on her chest and a lack nipples. Oh and the silver bracelets, but they're... part of her??
And she did try to keep to times when people were sleeping; as much as clothes are afterthoughts when one can summon armour at will, she does know organics are fussy about what is worn when.
Subsequent times after the second night will see her in either a large shirt and pink beanie or an armour bikini and pink beanie. Shut up. The beanie is cute and she's allowed to be cute.
Who knows, one might even find her up on the roof during a nightly wandering, studying the stars with an intent frown.]
BEACH
a- Makeshift ... sniper range?
[With absolutely no acceptable shooting range to be found (and yes she looked, rifle slung over a shoulder, beanie wrapped around the muzzle), it's inevitable Vos turns to the beaches for one. It's perfect both in location and scenery and the weather, though it's maybe a mite chilly, but whatever. It's not cold or windy like Messatine. To say nothing of how she's enjoying the practice, rifle always fired out over the water.
Mostly, Vos stands. Occasionally, she kneels. But whatever the position, she's braced against the kickback of the sniper rifle. Added on to the fact she's firing a rather loud energy rifle without a silencer, some shots are taken in full armour or missing the helmet.
That there's no targets, not even metallics or ceramics, doesn't matter. That it's the odd bird that ends up shot is- unfortunate but unavoidable. Would organics care? Vos doesn't think so (but then again they care about such things as clothes even at night, so who the frag knows). The things look like pests and remind her of the cyro-vuls of the Heights or the moongulls of the Polar Oceans.
She does rest between shots though, and if she hears someone come up around her, the muzzle points down as she cocks her head.] Hmm?
[Of course, if you try to sneak up on her. Yea. That's a faceful of rifle without the safety on and a rather deadpan stare before it's slowly lowered.] Typically, I shoot first, ask later.
[V O S.]
b- Causal nudity at the beach.
[As fun as they are, beaches turned sniper ranges aren't the only reason she's visting. Oh no. Self-care is important.
That it involves skinny dipping/exploring while in the buff? Who knows. But Vos is enjoying the swim, even going under for longer than would seem safe. As far as she knows, sans clothes or armour is perfectly acceptable on the beach.
If she's not swimming, Vos is very much exploring the beach and surrounds with an eye for anything that looks interesting. She's assuming her team will at some point show up and she'd like to have a decent debriefing for them. Yet anything magical-looking gets a wide berth and possibly Vos going full armour until she's past whatever it is.
If she sees another person, she offers an attempt at a friendly wave.]
WILDCARD!
Want to run into Vos doing somthing else like curled up in one of the common rooms with energon or food, etc? Hit me up!
What: Vos adjusts to her new living space and learns some Station norms.
When: A few days after Vos arrives onwards.
Where: All over. Pick a day. She'll be doing something.
Warnings: Guns, casual nudity in two prompts, Vos being Vos. (and she has an opt-out post here too.)
STATION
a- Day; libary
[It really does not take Vos long to find the libary and from there it's only a matter of time before she finds her first murder mystery book. She honestly does try to read it. Honestly. She does. She gets maybe halfway through and then changes from reading to Critiqueing. In detail, on how to Actually do a Murder.
The 'get away with it' part is implied.] Kaon'd write better drivel this for a shanix and he's blind.
[Espically if it involved Rich People.] Tess too, if she put her mind to it.
b- Day- gym
[When she's not falling asleep re-writing murder mystery or crime books, Vos can be found in the gym, practising some form of martial arts mixed with shadowboxing and the odd parkour. If she's not in her arrival clothes, she's in some state of armoured dress.
There's flips, kicks, punches- running up walls only to flip off them and land either on her feet or going into a rolling landing. To say nothing of the odd moments her rifle is brought out, sometimes even used as a club of all things.
Ever so often, she swaps to various stretches, pushing her already flexible body as far as it'll go. But, if anyone else shows up, she'll pause, head cocked -and rifle dismissed if it's out.]
c- Night/wildcard (causal nudity for first night only!)
[Most nights finds Vos wandering the Station rather aimlessly as she explores her new home; if it seems non-magical, she'll be willing to give it a look. Anything overtly magical-looking gets a wide berth and possibly Vos going full armour until she's past whatever it is, after that she's back to non-armour. The first night she's nude; those who aren't scandalised by a naked woman will notice a gold tattoo on her chest and a lack nipples. Oh and the silver bracelets, but they're... part of her??
And she did try to keep to times when people were sleeping; as much as clothes are afterthoughts when one can summon armour at will, she does know organics are fussy about what is worn when.
Subsequent times after the second night will see her in either a large shirt and pink beanie or an armour bikini and pink beanie. Shut up. The beanie is cute and she's allowed to be cute.
Who knows, one might even find her up on the roof during a nightly wandering, studying the stars with an intent frown.]
BEACH
a- Makeshift ... sniper range?
[With absolutely no acceptable shooting range to be found (and yes she looked, rifle slung over a shoulder, beanie wrapped around the muzzle), it's inevitable Vos turns to the beaches for one. It's perfect both in location and scenery and the weather, though it's maybe a mite chilly, but whatever. It's not cold or windy like Messatine. To say nothing of how she's enjoying the practice, rifle always fired out over the water.
Mostly, Vos stands. Occasionally, she kneels. But whatever the position, she's braced against the kickback of the sniper rifle. Added on to the fact she's firing a rather loud energy rifle without a silencer, some shots are taken in full armour or missing the helmet.
That there's no targets, not even metallics or ceramics, doesn't matter. That it's the odd bird that ends up shot is- unfortunate but unavoidable. Would organics care? Vos doesn't think so (but then again they care about such things as clothes even at night, so who the frag knows). The things look like pests and remind her of the cyro-vuls of the Heights or the moongulls of the Polar Oceans.
She does rest between shots though, and if she hears someone come up around her, the muzzle points down as she cocks her head.] Hmm?
[Of course, if you try to sneak up on her. Yea. That's a faceful of rifle without the safety on and a rather deadpan stare before it's slowly lowered.] Typically, I shoot first, ask later.
[V O S.]
b- Causal nudity at the beach.
[As fun as they are, beaches turned sniper ranges aren't the only reason she's visting. Oh no. Self-care is important.
That it involves skinny dipping/exploring while in the buff? Who knows. But Vos is enjoying the swim, even going under for longer than would seem safe. As far as she knows, sans clothes or armour is perfectly acceptable on the beach.
If she's not swimming, Vos is very much exploring the beach and surrounds with an eye for anything that looks interesting. She's assuming her team will at some point show up and she'd like to have a decent debriefing for them. Yet anything magical-looking gets a wide berth and possibly Vos going full armour until she's past whatever it is.
If she sees another person, she offers an attempt at a friendly wave.]
WILDCARD!
Want to run into Vos doing somthing else like curled up in one of the common rooms with energon or food, etc? Hit me up!
Station C
Notably, the first naked woman the young man has seen in the flesh.]
...Um.
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[Nervous laughter followed by abruptly turning around so he's not staring at her. Did he notice the tattoo, or the other obviously inhuman characteristics about her?
Absolutely not.]
I'm sorry!
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Why?
beach a
Only a minute though, and soon enough he's running over to collect its corpse.]
Will you be wanting that?
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I've my pick of the rest. Why do you want it?
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Because I like birds, of course!
[He takes the body in his hand, running his fingers through the feathers delicately, smoothing them down where they'd been disturbed.
He then holds the bird up to Vos, spreading the wings out like a paper chain.]
They're wonderful, don't you think?
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These ones are good practice in the place of metallic targets. Besides, they have nothing on the cyro-vuls of the Heights. Feathers are too short and soft, for one.
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You're using them for practice?
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For now. I have hope a traitor'll show up to take its proper place under the rifle.
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Now, what did these little birds ever do to deserve it?
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Convenient targets. They die quickly. Now, if they were cyro-vuls, I'd need to double tap.
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Sounds like you've made quite the habit out of this.
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I'd rather the screams and begs of a traitor or an Autobot.
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Oh? You like the begging and screaming too?
CW: Talking about murder (gdi Vos)
What isn't there to like about them? Well, aside from the same old 'please don't kill me' or 'I did nothing wrong'.
For added fun, shoot out the ankles; kneecaps are cliche.
[Vos, this is not the weather.]
cw: gore talk
[Thanks, Vos.]
I'm more partial to stabbing, and prolonged, torturous deaths...the way they scatter blood and sinew as they go "Why are you doing this? Why?"
[He cackles, and then with a few light laughs, gives a small shrug.]
...Though I'll admit, I'm rather sick of that question.
They'll be talking about the CWs for a while more than likely.
One of the more satisfying perks of the job. But the asking [A shake of her head-] it' as if they didn't listen to the reasons given. Assuming they're not Autobots. If they are, they impede the [And her voice catches somewhat] Decepticon Cause.
yeah lets just sticky that CW tbh
Oh, you see, I just give them the same answer because it's the one they'll listen to. They'll never understand it, really, so there's no point trying. Giving them something easy to accept, that's my last gift to them!
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Amateur. Victims never survive.
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[A fair mistake to make, though he's a little wounded at the insult.]
There are those I choose to keep alive, you know.
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Aha, so that's how it is. Well, my line of work is quite different. I don't just kill anyone, you see.