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ɴᴀᴛʜᴀ orbiters ❰ mod collective ❱ ([personal profile] natha) wrote in [community profile] elnyan2018-06-29 03:05 pm
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❪ test drive #6 ❫

YOUR STORY BEGINS    

The Storm came. You remember darkness, but you don't remember much after that.

You don't know how long you slept, but the dreams were short. You remember the expanse of stars and galaxies in your direct view. Every world and solar system ever known to man was present in your dreams in careful, pristine detail. You also witnessed the Storm, which has devoured a fair portion of these galaxies. Your Earth and similar planets were assimilated by the Storm. Somehow, you knew it would be the last you'd see of your world. That was when she told you what happened. You knew that you'd be living somewhere new. The details weren't clear, but you knew it was a part of a deal with the entity known as Darma.

Not long after, you'll wake at Thesa Station. Your body is still cold; it all felt like a dream, but somehow, you knew it wasn't —

We were mistaken to think we should not intervene. Dangers far beyond what should exist on this planet lurk beyond even our sight. Poor Ysverai's resurrection is only a portent of what threatens this world. El Nysa must remain frozen in time until we have found a way to repair the damage the High Dragon has wrought. But repair it we will. We give you this promise.

We are sorry for leaving you in your time of need. There was greater danger, or so we thought. The Storm, for the first time, had somehow encroached beyond our shields. Blinded to what was occurring on the planet, we believed it safe to turn our sight from the planet… Safe to leave our physical forms entirely, for we needed the energy to ward off the Storm. We withdrew ourselves from our aspect that we call Thesa, and in doing so left you vulnerable. We can only hope you will forgive us.

Still, we must ask your aid, for both your sake, and for all life on this fragile planet. Please, leave the matter of Ysverai's curse in our hands. Ready yourselves to journey to Nadril and find how the High Dragon's resurrection was hidden from our sight. We will do all in our power to repair El Nysa, but you should prepare yourselves well. We fear there is yet greater danger ahead, both from the Storm and from what lies obscured on the planet.

CLEAN-UP CREW    

While everything has wound down significantly from the strife and destruction of battle, the frozen image of Ysverai, the massive, rotten dragon, and the hole he tore in El Nysa's sky, on several screens of the station is a constant reminder of what took place. New and old refugees alike will notice that prolonged exposure to these images will leave them with a disquiet that gradually builds to actual pain. The discomfort starts from a crawling sensation, insects over skin, and gradually becomes unbearable. They will begin to hear the cries of Ysverai’s pain and suffering, first whispers, then echoes, then wails. Even after Refugees tear their eyes away from this footage, a strange itching sensation remains beneath their skin for several minutes.

The dragon isn’t a matter for them to deal with, however. Darma made it clear that the Natha will find a solution. For now, everyone is encouraged to assist in the clean-up of the cities currently frozen in time. However, in interest of the current events and the fact that the refugees still have much to prepare for, they will be offering this help remotely.

Several stations are set up where refugees can remote control drones to map out areas and pick up some of the lighter weight debris. Those more well versed technology are encouraged to assist those who may be having trouble getting started with the unfamiliar Natha tech. It seems like it’ll definitely take some getting used to, though. On the bright side, they’re pretty durable drones so if at first you don’t succeed, press the next button? To keep morale high during the clean-up efforts, one of the Natha have set up large hoops around dumpsites and a scoreboard program in the control room, though there's no sign of any directions or rules to be found. That's right, you can play a mechanized version of… some sort of game while you're helping clean up El Nysa. Just make sure you don't get too carried away with competitive spirit!

For those looking to pilot something more heavy-duty, there are also cockpits set up for remote control piloting of basic mecha. These are very similar to the VR simulations offered on the station. However, they will not work without a partner. To be able to successfully move one of these, two refugees will be required to connect their minds and pilot in tandem. This may be a daunting task, but with the extensive structural damage to the cities, it's a necessary one. Piloting will require trust and cooperation to make it through. The more connected the pilots are, the more agile and powerful their mecha will be. For those who can’t seem to get on the same page, coordination will be a pipe dream.

PROBLEMS WITH THE SHIP    

By now it’s likely clear to all refugees, new and old, that for all that they may appear to be infinitely powerful, the Natha Orbiters have been shaken by the recent events on El Nysa. The details of Ysverai’s revival were somehow obscured from their view, and while they’re focusing their efforts on the planet, certain… abnormalities again begin to arise on Thesa Station.

The most prevalent of the problems plaguing the Station are the malfunctioning doors. Walking through a door that should lead to a bedroom or kitchen (or, for the truly unfortunate, a toilet) will suddenly take refugees somewhere entirely different and possibly even new. And while this may lead to some accusations of breaking and entering, at least these mishaps can be quickly rectified by an apology and a hasty exit. That is, unless the door refuses to open again — the locks also seem to be malfunctioning.

Still, those that find themselves transported somewhere familiar, though off-limits, should consider themselves lucky. Thesa Station is far more vast than most refugees are aware, and some of them might find themselves wandering into a uniquely sticky laboratory. This area appears to serve no purpose other than to house dozens of slimes. These slimes appear not only in a variety of fun colours, but with a variety of not-so-fun abilities ranging from harmless (spitting bubbles) to deadly (spitting fire). Regardless of what abilities a slime possesses however, they are all relentlessly friendly, and characters will need to be careful not to accidentally bringing one out with them once they manage to escape.

Unfortunately, that’s not the only situation to escape from. Whether it’s in the mess hall or the bathroom, many will find themselves suddenly rising off the ground. … with everything else in the room, too! It seems like gravity control is also on the fritz. Fortunately, most open spaces aboard the station have a small control panel that can correct these effects. The only problem is getting there. Hopefully at least one of you refugees took that anti-gravity safety course.

SUMMER TURNS TO WINTER    

The news that the refugees should begin preparations for a return to El Nysa may come as a surprise given that the planet still remains frozen, but it appears there is one community that has somehow withstood Darma’s intervention: an area known as Nadril where time continues to flow freely. Not much information is available regarding this destination, other than the fact that it is isolated, and, more importantly, that it is cold.

(Maybe characters should consider the malfunctioning thermostat plunging the temperature to below zero in certain areas on the station as preparation for their upcoming journey!)

There are other resources available for those itching to take action, of course. There will be a new supply pack delivered to each room containing gear meant to withstand freezing temperatures — both clothing and storage gear to keep water rations from freezing. Characters will also be alerted to new training programs available in the VR room that are designed to assist with survival in the snowy regions of Nadril.

The training programs will consist of a variety of tutorials that will assist in winter survival. Naturally, there will be courses on how to start fires, find food, and build igloos to withstand the frigid temperatures, but that’s not all. Due to the Natha testing their systems, there will occasionally be strange occurrences. For example, refugees may experience a snowball or two pelting them from out of nowhere, or they may suddenly find themselves being cloaked by a snow yeti costume, amongst many other inconveniences. Hopefully that doesn’t detract from the lessons to be learned here, as some of the training programs can include extreme weather survival, including the perils of snow storms or avalanches.

SOCIAL-LINKED(in)   
By some miracle, there are still some quieter parts of the hall. This may be an appropriate time to check out your smartphone. Aside from the expected "Omage" app, there seems to be a new one called Social-Linked. There, you may find a profile waiting to be posted. The app allows for the user to fill it in, but there is also an auto-function! upon pressing it, it will generate a shockingly-honest answer based on the Natha's observation of your history. Roman will be your only friend in this app, with his very own profile:

●●●●○ THESA
ROMAN
@romannoodles (∞), Thesa

I WAS A: Butler! I still am, and I'm happy to serve all of the new arrivals!

I'M SKILLED IN: Cooking, cleaning, anything that involves making your life better!

I'M LOOKING FOR: Consistency!

ALSO, I'M: Not entirely certain if the "auto" profile function is to your liking. Feel free to edit if it is not to taste!

So, have you decided on making your own profile? Perhaps you used the "auto" function on accident? Regardless, once your profile is out there, it's out there. And like the Omage app, it will match you with someone. NOTE: Please use the form below to fill out a profile! Whether it's auto-generated or filled by the character is up to you!

STASIS UNITS    

During this time of crisis, the Natha have done their utmost to ensure the safety of those in cryosleep. However, due to the nature of recent events, they will be asking some refugees to do a quick check on some of the pods in the stasis unit. While they are definitely looking for any damage that may have occurred over these past few weeks, they also seem interested in getting a deeper insight into some of the occupants.

On each control panel for the pods, there's a new application, asking observers to add notes and commentary — the Natha are looking for a more personal understanding of their sleeping occupants. Refugees are tasked with providing evaluations of the sleepers, based on both their knowledge of those from their homes and on what they can observe just by examining them in their repose. The application asks for how useful you think the pod's occupant would be in a crisis, what their skills are, what their best feature is, if you'd take them with you for a long walk on the beach, and so on… And, of course, all answers must be recorded out loud. Anyone passing by could overhear these evaluations, flattering or less than.

FINAL OOC NOTES    
As always, feel free to wildcard prompts within Thesa Station!

These threads may be carried over as game canon if players choose. Players are encouraged to submit TDM threads as application samples, but they are not required. Please direct any OOC questions to the questions thread below.

New players may submit an AC-length thread HERE from this TDM for 2 Natha REP. In addition, old players who have not submitted rep for the Hour of Ruin log may also submit a TDM thread for 2 Natha REP. The due date for submission is July 15 11:59 PM EST.

For this application cycle, there will be a cap of 60 and no reserves. Applications will be open on July 9 12:01 AM EST and end on July 13 11:59 PM EST. Thank you!

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[personal profile] npa 2018-06-30 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ there's a lot to take in. while rei had always prided himself in his ability to adapt to any given situation, he's not quite sure if that logic is applicable here. in space. in the midst of a place that was designed to hold those who were still slumbering. a lot of himself is still catching up, despite how composed he seems o the surface. no, how composed he had to be. still, it's a chilling concept to walk amongst those who weren't nearly as fortunate. if... fortunate was the right word.

still, it helped him unwind when he deduced people by their appearance. it's always simpler when you behave in a manner akin to being on the outside looking in. detachment was key. but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel sympathy. especially, as he sees some individuals are rightfully taking this harder than others.

he musters up an empathetic smile as he delicately presses a hand against their back. while he's never seen centaurs before he supposes now wasn't the time and place for marveling. instead—
] Are you all right, miss? [ he starts off. but because the answer to the question seems so obvious, he continues softly: ]

If it's difficult, you're more than welcome to take a break...
decathlons: (☢ convincing lying)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-06-30 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I'm fine. I was just --

[ he sort of gestures with his free hand towards his hand holding the phone, and then remembers that admitting what he was doing is sort of embarrassing. particularly since he walked straight into this lady while doing it. ]

-- it's, um, it's not important. Hey, are you -- do you know where... [ falters, because honestly, what's he going to ask? where this station is? where earth went? how far they are from it, or from thanos's planet, or anywhere he even sort of knows about? anyone he knows is? this nadril place he dreamed a lady talking about is supposed to be? ] ...anything is? -- I'm new.

[ in case that wasn't, you know, obvious. ]
nineteenfortyfive: (SNEEZE)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-06-30 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Claire Fraser, destined to be rescued by Scottish men. Sort of? It's almost a rescue, given that the slime now has two people to look between, bouncing contemplatively. Somehow.

It's not aggressive at all. Claire's just a big baby when it comes to things that aren't cats, dogs, or horses.]


Friends? And how do you know that?
conqueredhearts: (Lend Me Your Ears)

[personal profile] conqueredhearts 2018-06-30 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
Through a grand conquest of much of the known world during that time. I am, after all, Iskandar. There are many who would know me also as Alexander the Great! Though, I learned of the addition to my name later. What a glorious title to carry!

[Oh hey! He got an agreement for merriment! Naturally that thrills him since he views everyone as a friend first.]

Wonderful! Please tell me more about yourself too, my friend. Now I'll have to find wine for us both to celebrate this.
decathlons: (☢ chemistry)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-06-30 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Really? How long have you been up here?

[ because it seems like a whole room of creatures would be hard to miss? then again, the station's pretty big, so. maybe not. ]
warmare: (裏切者)

[personal profile] warmare 2018-06-30 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[She cannot find the words to apologize to her brother. If it had not been for her pride in the first place, he would not nearly have died. If it were not for her honor, he would not have needed to make the trek alone back to their master's stables. If it were not for her weakness, she wouldn't have found herself sided against him...

And the last words she had given him, the only person in her life who had ever supported her, who she had ever trusted, echo like curses in her head, Do not fail as I did, Yubari.

And yet she is the one awake, alive, and he sleeps there like the dead, and her apologies stick in her throat and come out only as sobs of sound she could never have let out in their own world. She could never tolerate such shame, the very idea of it being known-

But then there is a motion in the corner of her eye... and she turns. Freezes, for a single instance.]
revlon: (420)

problems + wildcard??? idk

[personal profile] revlon 2018-06-30 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ She's just trying to get to the bloody mess hall. She's worked up an appetite in the gym and she knows this station — well, not quite like the back of her hand, but after nearly a year of being awake, she's certainly more familiar than anyone newly awoken from stasis. But the doors seem to disagree with her steadfast sense of direction. Peggy Carter has taken detour after detour through other people's rooms, the stasis units, places she's certain are restricted to the refugees, the hangar station, and now...

One of the lounges. It's not even the ones with a kitchenette, it's just a sofa, some board games on the low coffee table, not much else. ]


For God's sake, [ she exclaims, turning on her heel to head right back out the way she came. ] This is bloody ridicu—

[ And she 100% walks right into Scotty. ]
decathlons: (☢ aesthetic nature shots)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-06-30 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ loud internal screaming.

there's a beat where he almost wants to introduce himself as spider-man. even though that's stupid? she wouldn't know the name any more than she'd know peter parker. plus, you know, secret identity. but spider-man is a superhero, is someone, and peter is -- well. ]


Peter, [ he says, as though blurted out. ] I'm Peter. Parker. Whoa, are you saying time travel is real?
kludging: (cross it crack it switch update it)

[personal profile] kludging 2018-06-30 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ he almost barks a laugh but reins it in at the last second and just nods toward it, all ... what counts as a smile and jiggling as it looks between them. ] Er, well, give it a look. Unless it's pulling quite the fast one and it's going to attack later, which I doubt, [ HOW COMFORTING... ] it's all right.

There are a lot of them in here, though, what's that about? [ hypothetical. it's weird that they're not anywhere else, though. ]
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[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-06-30 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Just...? Claire lifts a brow, but decides it's best to let that be. She already can tell he's more comfortable with technology than she is, even if he's uncertain about the surroundings themselves.

And she's not one to turn anyone away, especially when they're his age.]


I don't know how much better off I am than you, but I'll try my best. What's your name?
warmare: (崩壊)

[personal profile] warmare 2018-06-30 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
[She was a warrior. Alert, active, skilled- and yet she does not notice the stranger until she feels a hand on her back.

Every single muscle beneath his hand seizes up in alarm, a beat, a crack of joints as her neck muscles tense...

Before she explodes into motion, surging back up, twisting at the waist and reaching out. If he isn't fast... hands seize in his clothing, fist to drag him closer, off balance... before the release, the push, hard, wanting the distance between them while she gets back to her feet, already going for the small blade at her wai-]


Do not touch me!

[It wasn't there.]
violentbeauty: (Default)

Winter

[personal profile] violentbeauty 2018-06-30 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
Yukari happens to be in the same room as Bucky as he decides on program. The swordsman is thinking along the same lines. Not only for training purposes, but he wants to prepare for the worse. The best way to do that is to experience it firsthand and learn from it. Though, he's skeptical of how real the training will be. Yukari hasn't shown interest in VR before, he prefers handling tough situations in reality. Will the environment be believable? Could he really practice knowing it's make-believe?

The question pulls Yukari out of his thoughts as he turns slightly to regard the other man. He wants Yukari to join him? Yukari doesn't see why he would decline.Maybe it's better to tackle this with someone versus conquering it alone. The only real concern is the stranger slowing him down. Though by the looks of it, he seems strong.

Yukari smiles toward him."Sounds interesting. Count me in! My name is Yukari, pleasure to meet you."
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2d

[personal profile] hedonistic 2018-06-30 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
[New refugee awakening time means the stasis unit is buzzing with activity, as per usual. Kagari normally prefers to go up there only when there's little risk of getting discovered being vulnerable in front of the pods of his friends, but even he's not immune to sentiment; as soon as he realizes people are waking up again, he makes a beeline for the stasis unit, toward the set of six pods he most wants to see some change in.

He was not anticipating, of course, to find his path blocked by someone on the ground weeping. Shit.

Kagari's not the sort of person who really knows who to comfort someone in distress like this. It's not so much that he doesn't care, or that it doesn't bother him, but unlike the softer-hearted people he's known like Akane (and here, Valjean and Linneus), he doesn't feel the same urge to try to fix it or even really anything beyond discomfort and the sense that he's intruding on something he shouldn't. His instinct is to turn around and walk away -- he didn't see anything, he didn't hear anything, nothing happened here that anyone needs to feel embarrassed about -- except the fact that she'd probably hear his shoes clanking on the floor and he'd be busted anyway.

Except, he can't just stand there and watch her cry...instead, he just sort of turns and stares Very Intently at this other pod right here. His very dear friend, uhhh .... hell, why the fuck aren't there nametags on these?

Whatever. It's fine, right? It's fine. It's not like one or the other of them will HAVE to move eventually and then it will definitely be awkward, right? It's super definitely completely fine.]
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B

[personal profile] nondeviant 2018-06-30 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's the sound of footsteps behind him, stopping several paces away. RK900 gazes steadily at his predecessor having to resort to putting substances in his mouth in order to analyze them. He lets out a puff of breath, disapproving, yellow LED spinning on his temple.

A voice calls out, identical to Connor's own but clipped and almost... mocking? ]


How... rudimentary. I have the RK800's full specs archived in my database, but I did not fully comprehend the scope of its limitations until this moment.
Edited 2018-06-30 04:45 (UTC)
willrevile: (0180)

pacific rim >:0

[personal profile] willrevile 2018-06-30 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
Someone outside pauses, stops, returns - and leans, a still-bruised face peeking into the cockpit. Jim raises his eyebrows (thinks he recognizes this kid? but it's gone a second later).

"They should just come on," he says, stepping further into view so that he can crouch and peer at the controls. When what he's looking at sinks in, his expression shifts into one of disgust. "Ah hell, they refitted these to be tandem control like the shuttles," he complains. "Why do they design it this way..." Poke poke. He hits a button and the secondary panel lights up, but nothing further. Waiting for him to sit down, probably.
cassus: (Hoping my feelings would drown.)

Social Link

[personal profile] cassus 2018-06-30 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
Suzu-chan, huh? What a cute name.

[ Excuse Dazai just...making up his own nicknames without ever so much as meeting this person. ]

I might not be a cardfighter, but I'm quite the fast learner.

Care to play teacher and give me a quick and dirty introduction sometime?


[ Could his words be harmless teasing or blatant innuendo? Stay tuned to find out. ]
diamondize: (You were so fucked)

summer to winter

[personal profile] diamondize 2018-06-30 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
[It's not like Diamond needs the fire or anything like that, but the lack of sun makes them sleepy, and the snow makes them nostalgic. They're dressed in only a single layer of clothing, which inclues their shorts an stockings and gloves, but that's about it. Still, they don't appear to be cold at all, but others will probably need the fire. But truthfully they've never done this before.

So it's more like some sticks or logs are laid down haphazardly and Diamond is valiantly rubbing some sticks together. Doing Their Best.

They look up when Caleb approaches though an gives a cheery albeit sleepy smile of gratitude.
]

I would, thank you! I have no idea what I'm doing... [OBVIOUSLY]
kludging: (scan it send it fax rename it)

[personal profile] kludging 2018-06-30 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ scotty does, as stated, NOT know this station, which is really not helpful, and he did not mean to end up in the hallway he'd ended up in, so he just sighs, foregoing opening up a door panel yet again in favor of turning around to head back the way he came, only to have the door slide open a split-second before it would have if it were just him.

ah. that's why. it happens too fast for scotty to really run interference on anything that's going on so he just sort of puts his hands up in defeat as he's walked into, which is good because he can take that split-second to grip her shoulder when he wobbles.

no, he does not fall down, but he immediately lets go and takes a step back, eyes flicking from the open doorway (that room is also not where he wanted to go), to the woman before him as he drops his hands back to his sides. ]


Door troubles?

[ yes, scotty, door troubles. ]
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[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-06-30 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
[How can a slime look pleased? Does it understand the words being spoken about it? It's a mystery.]

Hell if I know. I've never seen anything like this before. [But...] Maybe they... hatched, or something, a while ago. The power wasn't working correctly. God only knows what's in--wherever we are.
decathlons: (☢ need to make an exit)

[personal profile] decathlons 2018-06-30 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you. I'm Peter.

[ and he's going to gently hit the stop button on his phone so it stops recording, slip it into a pocket. there's a lot that's gone on in the last -- while. he was on a field trip, and then there was a spaceship in the sky, and then aliens and a wizard with an infinity stone and space and a storm and -- peter's used to processing a lot of input, mind working at lightning speed to handle everything his senses are taking in all the time, but this is still a lot.

(but also, he reminds himself: he's spider-man. he's an avenger. he can -- help take care of this. somehow.) ]


What's yours?
pullsheavendown: (※ end of all things)

You make your own heart children too

[personal profile] pullsheavendown 2018-06-30 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Once he's awake and on his feet, Roxas spends several minutes coming to grips with the fact that he can. He's standing on his own two feet, it's his eyes that blink away sleepiness. His own hand is pressed against his own chest. He's himself again, able to think and act for himself instead of dreaming away in someone else's heart, sometimes looking out from behind someone else's eyes.

But if he's here, where's Sora?

The questions pierces through him as panic begins to rise. He wanted to live, to be his own person, but there's only one way he can think of that happening, and Roxas never wanted that. The worlds need Sora, and after spending so long trying to gain a heart, how could he ever be happy that Sora lost his again?

He walks down the aisles of pods, slowly at first and then moving faster. He can't feel Sora anymore, and that just makes his sense of dread grow. If the Storm that took the worlds took Sora too—if he's the one who's left—

He doesn't know what he'll do. But he doesn't need to decide, because that's when he comes around the edge of another row of pods and there he is, sleeping on the floor.

It's probably relief that he feels. Roxas isn't sure he has a name for it. It's so much different than the last time he set eyes on Sora asleep. He isn't losing everything this time; he's just not sure what he's gained.

He stands there for a moment, looking his other half—his original self—before walking forward slowly. When he reaches Sora, he pauses for a moment before sinking into a crouch. After a few seconds, he reaches out and pokes Sora's cheek.]
Edited 2018-06-30 04:57 (UTC)
thunderblight: (☀ 15)

Clean up crew!

[personal profile] thunderblight 2018-06-30 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ For once, he's partnered up with someone who can either look him right in the eye, or even slightly down at him. What a novelty!
Urbosa just shakes her head, laughing a little under her breath at Rider's childlike enthusiasm. ]


Don't let me get in the way of your sport. My strengths lie elsewhere.

[ Plus she's admittedly still a little miffed about how the whole debacle with Ysverai went down, but shhhhhhh. ]
soulmakingsound: ([other] Delusions of standing.)

[personal profile] soulmakingsound 2018-06-30 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
It is, in fact, a supply closet. It's just that River has made herself right at home there, since the door only seems to open from the outside, which is fantastic.

She's made herself a perch out of a few crates and sits atop it, crosslegged, looking for all the world like she's meditating atop a mountain or something equally serene.

"Welcome to my kingdom. There are no exits, as you see.

We may have to resort to cannibalism."
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[personal profile] violentbeauty 2018-06-30 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Yukari absorbs this information, and he's not sure if this man is pulling his leg or not. Alexander the Great? He certainly did conquer many places in his reign. Though was he really speaking to him?]

I've heard a lot of things, but I think, this tops them all. I'm more familiar with Alexander the Great, than your other name Iskandar. Where does it originate from?

[Iskandar being curious of him seems nartural. To reveal so much about himself, you only want the same in return. Yukari doesn't mind giving a little more information about himself. He probably should start with why he wanted to strike up a conversation with him.]

Well admittedly, I was attracted to the fact that you were a king. I served under two kings myself. Though they are not conquerors like you,or part of a royal family. They were kings because they were leaders with immense power,and they shared that power with their clansmen, so they can better assist their ideals.
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[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-06-30 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Claire. It's a pleasure to meet you, Peter. [She slips her own device into her pocket before offering him a hand to shake. Something about him reminds her of Ian. It's probably the age, and probably the earnestness she can already sense.]

What can I help you with, exactly?