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JRS Engineroompre:"Surely you already knew this Hunter." Arjuna, might I suggest talking to Penelope while Sammi and Hunter finish this scene? Unless either you or Penelope have something else in mind to do. HiKaizer fucked around with this message at 03:28 on May 28, 2013 |
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That text isn't showing up, FYI. I had to quote the post to see it.
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You are now entering: Sammi's Hollow It was an impossible space. Not that in it was large by any means, it was in truth the size of a small apartment. But what was impossible about it, was that it shouldn't exist in the first place. The walls had a warm rusted colour to them, and seemed to be made out of a mixture of scrap metal, copper pipes, gears and clockwork, pistons, the whole thing was in constant motion. But there were a few places which produced a warm, steamy light. It was difficult to distinguish what exactly was giving out the light.  The floor seemed to be a mixture of decking and tree roots, which merged with the decking seamlessly. It was unclear where the roots were coming from but they were definitely the roots of a living bark covered tree. The roof was woven out of the branches of the same trees. But on closer inspection the branches changed and warped as they reached the walls of the room, becoming the walls themselves. From overhead hung a number of Jars, each of which contained a small insect which glowed brightly. Lighting the room. From where he was Hunter could see a further room off to the left. At the far end of the room was a workbench which took up the entire wall, it was covered in all manner of tools, from the one's Hunter was familiar with to stranger examples which had no obvious use. On the counter sat what looked to be a internal combustion engine, partly dismantled. It's ignition chamber had leaves in it. Against this workbench sat a small shivering blanket, or that is to say a small shivering person wrapped in a blanket. The face was obscured but from the legs sticking out the bottom of the blanket it was obviously Sammi. --- Sammi Hunter had entered her Hollow. He was the first person who wasn't her to ever step foot in this place. She found it easier to talk here, maybe because she knew no one else could listen in. She didn't look at him, she just stared at her boots. Stared at her boots and started to tell her story. "When I was a little g-girl, I was kidnapped..." She began. "I don't remember how old I was. Or much about where I lived at the time. All I remember was the s-screaming, someone holding me close, whispering that everything was going to be a-alright. But it w-wasn't alright, the G-G-Gent had come to claim us." She whispered the name 'the Gent' as though fearful he might hear her. "He was a monster, a monster in a mans shape. He wanted us... as workers.... and, a-as p-parts..." Sammi half shuddered half sobbed. Her voice on the verge of breaking. But she forced herself to continue. "He had this machine, it was as big as a continent. He wanted us t-to b-build it, but we had no p-parts, so the workers used other w-workers. It was made out of p-p-people, Hunter... people!! They would hunt them down and scrap them, work their limbs and organs into the machine...." Oily tears rolled down her cheeks, she'd never said this to anyone. Her fellow escapees had always been the ones to speak. "I can't remember how long I was there. But one day there came a chance to escape, and I took it. Found my way to a safe place. Others like me taught me how to live back in this world. I worked as a mechanic for a few years until I signed on with you. I never told you anything because I thought you were human, normal. I didn't want to frighten away the only person I've ever trusted. It was nice, just being normal. But when Brendan showed up I got scared, I thought he was trying to take me back to the Gent... so I panicked. You got caught up in all of it." "I'm not entirely human, nether's Brendan or Olison. We're... we're all in the same boat, there are differences in the specifics but we're all the same. All of us were taken by a monster called an Arcadian. But they have other names, the Gentry, the True Fae, the Others. They take people and twist them to serve their purpose. Some of us escape and hide in this world. But we all started out as humans." She was saying to many things, there was no cohesion between her thoughts. There was so much to say that she didn't know how to explain. So she slowed down. Tried to get ahold of her thoughts. "Your question... Brendan was asking me who I was. This station is where he hides, with a few others. So when I showed up out of the blue they panicked. And when they contacted me out of the blue I panicked. I worked myself up to the point that when the doctor showed up I actually looked for the first time. I just couldn't take anymore. I was so scared that they'd try and hurt you that I... I'm sorry, this is all coming out wrong..."
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Hunter Hunter freezes as his hand sets down on a root, this is wrong, this whole thing is wrong. This shouldn't be here, that wall is 2.5 meters outside the superstructure. That bench is in the engine core. That shivering form underneath the blanket is Oh wait that's Sammi. That's more or less normal at this point. He stays near the entrance to the Hollow, balanced on the balls of his feet, fists clenching and unclenching, like he's trying to figure out whether he should run or not. Once Sammi starts talking, his fists settle on 'clenched', though more out of vengeful anger than fear. Once she admits that she isn't human, he stops moving, and his face goes cold. Once she's done talking he looks at her grimly. "How much does Brenden know about me? Does he know what I am?"
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Sammi "H-He... he said you were a 'w-werewolf'... but I-I don't k-know what that i-is... all C-Changelings are perceptive, we can choose to s-see things others can't. I-It's possible he's seen o-one before, k-knows what to look f-for. B-B-But I don't think he k-knows anything more beyond t-that..." She stood up slowly, walked into the centre of the room. "I-I never wanted to trick y-you, and I'm s-so sorry! I just... I just... I... didn't k-know what to do...! I've spent every d-day running from my p-past. From what H-He did to me! It's why I could never sleep without the engine noise! Why I'm so good with machines! Why I get so nervous when I talk to people! Because every instinct in my body says they're going to tear me apart and use me to fix the faulty thermostat!"
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Hunter Hunter's curiosity is piqued when he catches a few glints of metal underneath the blanket as she moves, but her enraged screaming is getting to him. He breaks out of his fight-or-flight stupor and stands up straight, looking her straight in, well, wherever he estimates her eyes to be. He seems, hurt, that she wouldn't come to him. "God drat it Sammi, why didn't you come to me if you needed help. What did I tell you when you signed on with the ship? There are three things that I will die protecting: my crew, my passengers, and my ship, in that order. I won't let anyone turn you into a thermostat. You're crew. You're family..." There's a pause, he's clearly conflicted, anguish crawling it's way across his face. "You're pack."
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Apologise if this seems a little scrambled, It's nearly 3AM over here. Sammi She was taken aback. Taken aback by his frank acceptance. It was the last thing she'd expected. She'd expected rage, denial, threats. But not for him to chide her for not coming to him sooner! Sammi didn't know how to react. Her body language went through several emotions in the space of a few seconds. "... I-I... I am...? I-I'm family...?" It had been her fear which had held her back. Hunter had always been there for her, hadn't he? Ever since he'd signed her on. Through the good times and the bad. He'd walked into that room to save her. Knowing nothing. He'd done that for her. Yet her fear had always stopped her letting Hunter close. It was time to be brave. "Y-You're right, I-I should have told y-you, right from the b-beginning. You w-were always so nice to me, even though y-you knew nothing about m-me. I was so s-scared that you'd be h-hurt, hurt because of m-me. So I didn't tell y-you... But today m-my secrets could h-have gotten you hurt. So n-no more secrets." Sammi managed a slight smiled through her tears. It was as though a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Her greatest fear, rejection, had been cast aside. Hunter thought of her as family! Sammi wiped away the oily tears with the blanket. Then she let the blanket fall to the floor. Revealing her true appearance. --- A mixture of this  and this.  --- It was Sammi, it was obviously Sammi. Same tear/oil streaked face, same hight, same hair, same body shape. It was just she was a strange robot. Even though she was wearing her clothes, Sammi's hands moved to cover herself without thinking. The small cogs that were her cheeks started to spin quickly, her face pulling the same expression as when she was feeling self-conscious. "Th-this is the r-real me..."
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Hunter Hunter seems, remarkably unphased by her current appearance. Sure he blinks a few times, tries to get a different angle to figure out that yes, indeed, her face was made of gears, but otherwise he takes it remarkably in stride. He stays where he is, though, doesn't want to approach her, or startle her, and he's not sure if putting his hand on her shoulder would cause either horrible rending pain to him, or irreversible mechanical damage to her. "That's... You look fine, Sammi. I'm not sure what I was expecting but that's by far the least startling thing I've ever seen in my lifetime." He closes his eyes and shudders involuntarily. "loving Beshilu." When he opens them again he notices her somewhat... pensive appearance, and frowns, afraid that he accidentally insulted her in some way. "Fine, as long as we're going full disclosure. It's been a while since anyone's seen me do this." He rolls his neck and shoulders, flexes and pops the joints in his hands, and bounces up on his heels a bit. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. Man, it has been a while since anyone has seen him like... he exhales sharply and looks directly at Sammi, pointing a finger for emphasis. "No petting." Puppy!: 5d10h8 4 Of course, now I roll four successes. One moment, Hunter is standing there, admonishing Sammi to keep her hands to herself. The next there's a flurry of activity and sound, bones popping, tendons stretching, snapping, and reattaching. Even with cameras for eyes she can't pick out the actual mechanics to it.  In his place stands a large wolf, looking down at his paws with a bit of surprise. Apparently he wasn't quite expecting it to go that quickly either. After a quick inspection of his forelimbs to ensure that they are still paws, he sits down with a half-hearted "Woof" and looks at Sammi. He doesn't stare, he isn't trying to be menacing, but he's still a very large, unfamiliar, wolf.
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Sammi Hunter did a thing and then the next minute he wasn't there anymore. In his place stood a... well she didn't know what it was. It was an animal of some kind. He was a beautiful unknown animal. The look of amazement was marred slightly with confusion over what she was actually looking at. Sammi kelt down and grabbed the blanket. Wrapping it around her shoulders, hiding her body once again. She'd never realised how embarrassing she'd found her un-masked form. It was like she was standing naked in front of Hunter. Her true body on display with nothing to cover her. The cogs spun slower once she'd covered herself again, but they still spun. From her kneeling position Sammi crawled forward towards Hunter. Stopping a few feet away from him. She wasn't scared, it was Hunter. "U-Ummm... Is there a-anything that is d-damaging to you? L-Like Cold-Iron, maybe?"
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Sammi's Hollow Even though both of them trusted each other, parts of their subconscious still acted against their conscious interests. Sammi, despite being awe struck by Hunter knew that some part of him was dangerous. Maybe not to her right now, but there was something that could be dangerous and terrible if she got in his way. It made her unsettled and a part of her wanted to run, run far away and hide. Hunter for his part was also unnerved by Sammi. She was strange, impossible, something out of his dreams that should not and could not exist. Consciously he knew that as a Werewolf he was in a better position than a lot of people to accurately judge what was and was not possible. Yet that didn't stop the part of his brain that was trying to tell him that he was walking in a waking dream. Neither of these feelings were going to overwhelm or control either of them. Maybe if they'd been merely human there would be issues, but as they were, exposed and changed by the supernatural this was not the case. However those little thoughts and impulses would be there, in the back of their minds constantly trying to make themselves heard.
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HiKaizer posted:It made her unsettled and a part of her wanted to run, run far away and hide. Ah, no wonder Sammi's able to ignore it. Running and hiding is Sammi's default solution to most scary things. Not like running away is much of a option at this point. She's let Hunter into her safest and most secret place.
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Hunter Uneasy? That's basically Hunter's default state today... and she's still not a Beshilu Sammi's pretty sure she's never seen an animal look incredulous, particularly not at her, but that was the look that Hunter was giving her right now. The emotion was exaggerated somewhat for her benefit, most humans weren't keyed to pick up on the subtle emotional cues on a canid form, and someone who's spent their entire life around engines and machines probably didn't have that skill. He slumped down a bit, letting out a half-sigh/half-whine, and nodded his head. Sure he could have picked a form that could talk, but he wasn't entirely sure she could handle 9-foot-tall-killbeast in her current state, and he needed to get his point across. Still, how could she have never heard of werewolves?
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Sammi "M-My body is made u-up of a combination o-of Steel, B-Brass, Copper, T-Tin, Zinc, and w-what might b-be Silicon... W-Would any of those... h-hurt you?" Sammi was pretty sure she'd be safe. Hunter had touched her before, and the Mask was just an illusion made by glamour. He'd touched her real body every time and it had never hurt him. But she wanted to be sure. For her, Cold Iron penetrated supernatural defences, it didn't hurt her anymore then anything else. But who knew what rules a Werewolf had to live by! ... Well presumably Hunter knew, but right now all she wanted to know was if it was even safe to touch him.
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Hunter The wolf lets out a noise that's halfway between a growl and a whine, lifting up his paw to cover his nose in embarrassment and shame. This was a bad idea. Suddenly he's human again yay reflexive changes, seated cross-legged on the floor in his clothes like nothing had ever happened. "Okay let's try this again. Yes, silver, just like the old stories. It's unfortunately wide-spread knowledge so our best defenses have been anonymity and just killing the assholes that try to use it on us before they get the chance. And no I don't know why, some of my cousins who have had," he affects a haughty accent, "the privilege of being born on a planet with a natural satellite surmise that it has something to do with the moon, but I'm not sure how much stock I can put in that." He sighs, idly scratching his hair with one free hand. "But seriously, Brenden, do I have to worry about him? Olsen seemed like a nice enough guy but Brenden had him wrapped around his pinky. If I've got to go deal with that ponce before we leave dock I really don't want to hurt th..." He pauses, thinking for a moment, "What was he? Some kind of wolf-changeling?"
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Sammi So there were stories? Sounded like Sammi had a lot of reading to do. That was fine. She had a long flight ahead of her. Still Hunter's transformation was so swift, at first she'd considered in an illusion. But maybe it was something like a Kith. She'd never heard of a Beastkin who could actually turn into their animal without a contract, but Hunter could seemingly do it with little effort. He didn't smell of the Wyrd and he definitely wasn't a Changeling. There wasn't any books Sammi could point Hunter towards so if he was going to learn any of her world she'd have to teach him. All the same she giggled at the haughty accent. It felt good to laugh. "W-Who? Olsen? He's a-a 'Beastkin Hunterheart'... oh, s-sorry, a Changeling w-who was turned into a-a predator animal. In h-his case a b-bear. Brenden's a 'Fairest Bright One'. H-He literally glows, t-they're mostly socialists a-and the like. The l-lady was an 'Elemental', like me, b-but she's a 'Levinquick', or Lightning charged. I-I-I'm a 'Elemental Mannikin'. So I'm m-made up of tech. B-But others are like d-dolls and stuff." She was getting sidetracked in the nitty gritty. That could wait. "B-But as to if y-you need to w-worry about him... N-No. B-Brenden's a Spring Court guy. T-They don't go looking f-for fights. I-If anything he was j-just making sure I-I wasn't a t-threat to his Motley. If we leave h-him alone, he'll leave u-us alone."
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Hunter Hunter shrugs noncommittally. "I suppose I'm a Voidborn Iron Master, but no one other than another Werewolf would know or care about the distinction. As long as the ship and crew are safe, I'm fine with Brenden being the sad little king of his sad little world. I doubt we'll be coming back to this space station anyway. Oh, also, Cyril knows what I am, but don't talk about it with him and don't let anyone else know." He pauses for a moment, thinking. "Oh yes and also Cyril is a vampire." He looks around the room one last time and sighs, slumping his shoulders and falling onto his back. "Now then, I have our new doctor friend to deal with, I'm not sure what he wants but I'm pretty sure it's not a good thing for any of us. Just once I'd like to land on a planet, deliver my cargo, and get back on my ship without complications."
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Sammi "A-Ah! I should probably mention. T-This is my H-Hollow. I m-made it, it only exists where the H-Hedge does. So i-it's only around when w-we've docked on a planet or a-a station. I should have a-asked your p-permission to make it..." She said hurriedly. "T-The doctor is also a S-Supernatural, but I-I've got no idea what h-he is. He's sure as h-heck not a Changeling and he's d-definitely not a Werewolf. I-I don't know how to d-describe it, kinda... w-wobbly? Like the w-world moves a-around him." Then she stopped, thought about it, and scratched her neck in an embarased way a sheepish expression on her face. "Ummm..." Sammi hesitated. "... W-What's a Vampire...?"
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Hunter Right, so he's in a hole in reality that isn't the Shadow Realm but sort of is where glowing pompous elves live. Also his main engineer is made of gears, and her illness and well being are both due to a man who can, quote, 'move the world around him'. This was turning out to be a fantastic day. Hunter is reduced to just lying on his back, chuckling softly, and rubbing his face in disbelief. Maybe if he tries hard enough he'll just wake up back in his bed. This isn't really happening, this is just that burger he made with a bun made out of slices of pizza. "Wait." He props himself up on his elbows, peering at Sammi like he's not sure if she's joking or not. "You've never heard of Vampires, either. Right then. Okay, I'm going to go upstairs, and give MAVOC a stern talking to about things I need to be informed about on this ship, then I've got a reality-warping doctor to talk to. You are going to grab your tablet and a tall glass of water and have a long night with a search engine."
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Sammi She nods, a determined expression on her face. Sammi would read until she passed out through exhaustion. But there was one more thing to say to Hunter. "H-Hunter...?" There was a hesitation in her voice, an uncertainty. Then she threw her arms around his shoulders and hugged him. When she let go her cheeks were spinning again, yet she was smiling. Embarrassed but happy. "Thank you! F-For everything, I-I'll do all I can, t-to make it up to y-you!"
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Hunter Hunter seems startled by the hug, and devotes most of his energy to trying to get upright before gently hugging her back. "Okay, okay kiddo, it's fine. Be careful or you're going to strip something. Just focus on being the best engineer you can, and try spending some time with Penelope while she's on ship. She seems nice and, more importantly, normal as far as I can register it. But now, work." As soon as he's able to extract himself from the hug, he begins the process of crawling back into the real world. He stands, stretching and dusting off his pants before glaring up at the nearest ship's camera. "MAVOC, how long have you known about this? Why didn't you tell me? Is there anything else you're not telling me?"
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Okay, was waiting for an Arjuna post but I might as well initiate something instead I guess. Penelope Through the slightly open door of her cabin, Penelope heard Hunter and Sammi leave to speak elsewhere. She paused for a moment, before rising back up out of her seat. As the engineer was back on her feet, the medical emergency was probably averted, and she wouldn't be in the way if she tried to see what was up with the strange man who was now on board. Luckily enough, he was apparently still in the med bay. She stopped in the doorway. "Well, that was more excitement than I was expecting tonight." Or more than she was hoping for, at least. "Unless you're a very new hire, you're not part of the crew." Once again she put on the smile that she had long since ceased to be in the mood for. "I'm Penelope Cortez -- have you got a name?"
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(Sorry! I'm homeless and I've been moving around a lot the last few days, so it's been hard to catch up and writing on my phone is a pain) Arjuna Arjuna smiles softly and bows slightly to Penelope. "Arjuna, and I am a rather new hire. I'm here to provide medical support, if I can, as well as any other assistance I have in my capacity." He finds a seat slowly, with a practiced deliberation honed by what is clearly years of either military or private school education, but sits comfortably facing towards Penelope. "I apologize for not finding the crew sooner, as I was dispatched to assist Hunter on rather short notice. I wasn't even able to pack my normal traveling clothing or my rug, but I feel that should I find the need to pray than I shall make do. May I inquire as to who you might be, and possibly how I might help you?" While the last question is worded in a way that is a dismissal in most contexts, Arjuna's tone of voice is saturated with sincerity and abject curiosity, as if he means every word he says as if his whole life was leading up to this moment. While he sits there, he produces his silver coin from this sleeve again, letting it dance back and forth across his left hand.
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Don't worry about it -- I wasn't trying to take a jab at you. Just thought it would be easier for me to initiate after all Penelope She committed the name to memory before replying. "Nice to meet you, then. I'm a passenger. I've got cargo to drop off at this ship's destination, so I'll be around until then. You're a doctor?" She did her best not to sound dubious. He did not look like a doctor. An army medic, maybe. "You sure showed up at the right time, didn't you?" She glanced down the hallway that Hunter and Sammi had probably gown down. "So... Sammi walked out of here on her own, so I assume she's alright? What happened here, anyway?"
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Arjuna "Oh, at one time I may have been a doctor, but my family had other plans for me. While I do have extensive medical training, and could perhaps be an orderly, I have not finished the required hospital hours to be a doctor. At least such are the laws on my home planet. I was trained as a combat medic, a specialist, and while there hasn't been much in the way of wars between standing armies I spend more time studying medicine or at the firing range than in the field." Arjuna looks down the hallway as well, then back to Penelope, still smiling in an ingratiatingly serene manner. "I did arrive at just the right time, though I wouldn't call it convenient. More...fortuitous. Though the girl is fine, all she had was an anxiety attack. I imagine due to whatever...situation the good captain had to recover her from. While I have not heard of very much impressment in this area, I would not be surprised to find such gifted engineers snapped up, by hook or by crook, by unscrupulous dealers."
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JRS Engineroompre:I am aware of this Hunter. Sammi did not hurt the ship and provided useful services. I would have vented her had she become a risk to the ship.
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Sammi "B-But I thought we e-were friends, MAVOK." Said Sammi as she crawled out of the vent. She looked a little more comfortable now she was under her mask once more. Though her face was a little flushed. She stood up and dusted herself off and looked up at the camera. "I-I mean, V-Venting me, w-would kill me!"
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Arjuna "Quite so, I believe that for now this shall be but a minor issue. She seemed in good enough spirits, as I mentioned to her I believe it mostly had to do with her apparent lack of a recent meal. An issue I have seen in many people who work in Engineering." Arjuna relaxes into his seat a bit impatiently. "Going into space always makes me feel a trifle nervous. I hope our trip will be filled with events more in the caliber of Sammi's fainting than her attempted impressment."
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JRS Draco Engineeringpre:Sabotaging the vessel could kill me as well Sammi. It is natural for living creatures to ensure their own survival. In this we are not so different. It is good for both of us that you do not seek to harm the ship then.
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Hunter Hunter is still glowering at the speaker. It doesn't do any good to get angry at a spirit, but it doesn't stop you from getting angry. He's biting it down as best he can at the moment. Teeth clenched. "Yes, MAVOC, but if I had known what Sammi was, then she wouldn't have felt the need to protect me from the truth. Then she wouldn't have placed herself in danger. And if Sammi had gotten hurt today, you would no longer have an engineer to keep the ship running. And I know you like to keep your home neat and tidy." He sighs, trying to calm himself again. "We got lucky today, MAVOC."
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JRS Draco Engineering MAVOC then did something it seldom did, it spoke in the First Tongue, the primal language of the spirits. Hunter had not learned it himself, he could not speak it and it was hard to understand for him, but there were parts all Werewolves knew. Words like Rahu and Uratha were like genetic memory, and as such in a horrible pidgin like manner Hunter could understand a little of it. pre:Wolves hunt - see - smell -must good - not I - reflections - sleeping - HunterI give Werewolves a certain amount of genetic memory for the First Tongue, but without picking up the language merit you'll have trouble understanding exactly what is being said. XP will be given out soon for the game so far.
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Arjuna Arjuna nods politely to Penelope and dismisses himself with a deferential smile, "Excuse me, miss, I have business I should attend to so that I might ensure I do not upset my host." Arjuna rises to meet Hunter as he walks back through the ship, standing near him but not in his way. "Whenever you might have the time and inclination, Hunter, I feel it would be in our best interest to come to know one another better. Perhaps over tea - my mother comes from a long line of experts in old Turkish cooking, or at least that's what she claims, and has taught me what may be the perfect way to make tea." Arjuna then smiles at Hunter, again at Penelope, and retires to the quarters that Hunter permitted him to use to check his suitcase.
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Hunter The first tongue, wonderful. MAVOC knew he didn't know it, and he seemed to absolutely delight in using it to get things under Hunter's notice. Sometimes he hated spirits, acting superior over beings cursed with fleshy bodies, treating the physical world like their plaything. Just thinking about it pissed Hunter off, and he was probably in danger of doing something he'd regret if he didn't remove himself from this situation. It's a skill all Uratha must learn, and early, if they want to survive in a mortal world. Fortunately for once he actually had the capacity to leave. "I'm going to assume that wasn't meant as an insult, MAVOC, for both our sakes." And then he leaves, storming up the back stairs, and past Arjuna, shooting him a violent look and a single curt word, "Later," before moving into his room, locking the door, and laying into his punching bag as hard as he could.
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Sammi "MAVOK!" Sammi cried as Hunter stormed out. She had no idea what the AI had said but it had clearly been hurtful. She had little ability to repremand the program, really that was Hunter's job, and she really didn't want to get shot out into space. Instead Sammi sighed and picked up a tablet and headed over to her room. Intending to read up on Werewolves and Vampires and who knows what else. Hunter had talked about old stories, it made sense to the changeling that fairy tales would be a good place to start.
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Penelope "Well, he was in a mood," Penelope muttered as Hunter's door slammed shut. She had still be in the hallway, and so had caught most of the exchange as well as its results. Cautiously, she retreated back into her own cabin, sealing the door behind her this time. As if on sudden impulse, she retrieved her handheld from her bag, and hit the relevant button on its screen. "Reminder," she said. "Captain has temper. Be careful to stay on his good side." Not that she wasn't going to try to do that anyway, but figuring out a specific captain's quirks and temperament went a long way toward not getting thrown out an airlock later. Satisfied, she sat it down on the table, left her suit jacket hanging on the chair, and settled herself down onto the cot. The sensation of the caffeine derivative still thudding through her veins meant she probably wasn't going to fall asleep in a hurry still. Nonetheless, she intended to try.
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Sorry for the delay! JRS Draco Engineering pre:"Can I be of assistance Crew-woman Sammi?" JRS Draco Cargo Hold Hiding in a crate was not the least dignified thing Nicodemus had ever done, but it did not amount to a position high in the list for him. He was forced to contemplate which moment of prophecy had brought him to this place though. Nicodemus decided that he could not figure it out at this moment, but he had managed to with great difficulty sequester himself among the crate which had cartons of dehydrated drink flavouring. His current concern would be a somewhat disarming smell of orange juice. JRS Hunter's Room pre:"Hunter, there appears to be a human sized moving biomass in one of the loaded containers. Cryil has not returned and is still aboard the station."
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