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Building a family [hella open]

Slobo had been puttering around the ship for an hour, thinking and looking. He quickly found that if you looked hard enough, between W&P and the City itself, you could find anything. In the end, he was standing outside a Courtyard by Marriott hotel about a click outside of "Escherville" with spraypaint and a very large block of stone. At first he had thought about the Vatican, but it was too wrecked from the zombie fight. Plus, this place had an indoor pool. He spraypainted a large message on the wall next to the door, red with black outline.

"OUTSIDERS
COMMUNITY SERVICE
FIELD TRAINING

PEER COUNSELING"

On the sandwich board tucked near the door, he wrote "~~12-21?~~ Info and Tryouts inside" and left it out in front. Now, he took his large rock into the lobby and began carving. And waited.

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It was maybe hard to admit - who knew something so simple could be so cathartic? - but having her flight back helped ease Nanoha's mind, particularly after such a hard-hitting reveal. (Nor did it hurt to be out of GLaDOS' labyrinths)

So the mage found herself flying through Stacy's corridors and the city, just trying to clear her mind and clear her thoughts about the people that weren't there with her... as far as she knew. Nanoha wouldn't have noticed Slobo's sign if she hadn't been looking directly at the hotel by a matter of chance, but it caught her eye.

She flew downward, touching to the ground, and the magenta wings on her heels vanished. Her gaze went to the sign, then to the open doors of the lobby... then back to the sign and once more back to the lobby. The services rendered seemed fairly par for the course, but it was the name that struck her more than anything.

So, she cautiously peeked inside to see a boy that looked unfamiliar working on a large block of stone. "Ah... hello? Are you the one who wrote the sign here?"

"Yeah, that's me." His response was punctuated by a piece of granite flying from his soon to be B5 tribute.

"How can i help ya?"

"I was just curious what exactly it was... 'The Outsiders,' I mean. It sounds like a bit more than a club, from the sign."

She was a bit curious as to what he was working on, but she didn't ask.

"We're a team. A family. A group o' individuals with gifts workin towards the betterment of life on ship and the safety o' the crew, without necessarily takin' their orders." Slobo stopped for a moment, thinking.

"Yanno, crap like that..."

She smiled a bit - it felt nice to smile. "That's nice of you to set up. I'm sure it'll be appreciated. Are there any members yet, or just you?"

"We got me, and my buddy Shocky, and Aqualass... I'm sure others are showin' up. It takes time ta set somethin' like this up, and hopefully other support groups will form to... yanno... compensate... fer the size o' the 'crew'." He looked at her. "If yer interested, just wait around a bit, Shocky will run ya through a quick demo ta see what ya can do."

Nanoha nodded. "It sounds like the sort of thing that would be nice to have, especially if there are a lot of younger people looking for others like them."

She stepped into the lobby, looking around. "It can't hurt to have a look, I suppose."

There was the sound of something heavy falling in one of the rooms off the main lobby, shortly followed by a cloud of dust.

"Slobo! Your turn to try and fix the damn thing!" Static coughed as he emerged from the miniature dust storm, waving some of it away with his hand. "How hard could it be, I said. I'm the one repairing all of Stacy sensors, this should be cakewalk, I said. Well, I give up. You try and fix the damn printer."

He walked over slowly, dusting off his clothes, then smiled. "Hi, I'm Static. Here to join?"

She returned the smile politely. "Nanoha Takamachi. I'm not sure about joining, but it seems like a good cause and there's no harm in getting to know the rest of the crew either way. It's nice to meet you, Static."

And then she leaned to the side, looking past him at the room that he'd just exited, curiosity evident on her features. "...do I want to know?"

"Team leader can't even handle a printer. Great." Slobo stalked into the office, out of sight. After a moment...

"Fraggin' WORK, ya frellin' piece of slag!" Followed by a loud THUD and the sounds of printing. Slobo walked back out and to his statue.

"Fixed."

"Eels. Slimy and dangerous. Mess everything up." No, he's not trying to derail that one at all...

"Alright, well, right now we arn't that big of a group; you've already met Slobo and I, then there's also Katara and Mai, Who you may have met elsewhere. I dunno. Katara's powers are manipulating water , and Mai's incredibly good with her throwing knives. I have no idea what your abilities are, so I'd love it if you could show me some moves or something, but I'm not pushing for it. If you want to just hang around, feel free. You can even take a tour around the place if you want; right now it's mostly empty rooms and eels, but we should have it in ship-shape soon."

...it was probably better if she didn't ask.

But, he asked about what she could do, and that was certainly a question she could answer. "I'm an instructor of aerial and magical combat of the Midchildan style. My personal specialty is mid-to-long range destructive magic, though I'm qualified in close-range combat if necessary."

"Did that answer your question? It may have just sounded like gibberish if you aren't familiar with the terms, which ... you probably aren't."

Edited 2009-11-11 07:04 (UTC)

"Yeah, not real familiar. But, I've got a basic idea. Magic, mostly mid to long range, and flight. You'll have to explain the 'Mid-children' style thing to me sometime. For now, though..." He pulled his disk out of an inside pocket of his coat, and a with a simple charge flicked it open. "Care to show me some flight?"

He grinned, dropping the disk and hopping on.

She chuckled a bit as he hopped onto his disk - it didn't look like any technology she'd seen before, but Nanoha supposed she'd probably get used to that.

With a thought, a pair of transparent, pale pink wings shimmered to life by her feet, lifting her body a few inches off the ground. Nanoha returned his grin.

"Ooh, Shiny. Alright, let's see what you can do!" He took off out the lobby door (thankfully, it's an automatic door) and headed up for the ...sky? Does it qualify as a sky?

He didn't go too fast, but kept a good clip. He had no idea what she could do, after all.

The strange limitations the ship had placed on her and Raising Heart meant that she was limited to the weakest of her aerial fins, but she was still more than capable of keeping up with him for the moment as she followed him out into the open.

It felt nice to fly.

"Alright, open 'er up and let's see what you can do." He gestured ahead of himself, standing up straight on his disk, before crossing his arms. "The lead's all yours."

Nanoha straightened up in midair to give the boy a teasing grin. "All right. I'll try not to get too far ahead of you."

In the next instant, she fell out of the sky, turning in mid-air so that she was facing toward the ground as she plummeted earthward, faster than if she'd just let gravity take her. Nanoha pulled out of the dive in time to avoid face-planting on the pavement, using her momentum to head toward the larger buildings of the city.

Static twisted his board to follow her decent, hanging onto it only through the power of magnetism. He grinned as he followed her, upside down until all the blood had rushed into his head.

The rush of wind past her face was exhilarating, and she hadn't realized how much she'd missed just being able to fly like this - there was a bright smile on her face. Nanoha turned a corner to head toward a cylindrical skyscraper, and then turned to ascend straight upward, seeing how close she could skim to the concrete without touching it.

"Very impressive. Tight control, looks like you've had plenty of practice." Static followed her lead to the letter, using just the tiniest charge to keep the disc from colliding with the building. He crouched back down. "Speed test?" Static took off in front of her, as fast as he could go.

Here, it was clear that he had a bit of an advantage over her, especially with her flight limited the way it was. Though that didn't make keeping up with him impossible ... the Axel Fin was like a second gear on a bicycle - she didn't need it to go as fast, but it made it take significantly less effort.

Still, Nanoha was determined to try to keep up with him as best as she could.

Static turned his disk around so he was flying backwards and could check on her. She was definitely fast; On a ship with as much ambient energy as this one, Static was rocking an almost permanent full charge (unless he did zainy things like get involved with crazy death-machine AIs or pirates), so he had a serious advantage. But, it'd let him see how long she could hold up. It was looking like she'd be great in the field. She had also said something about teaching...

He dropped straight down about half a mile, then hit the full reverse, heading back towards what Slobo had already dubbed 'Outsiders Palace'.

"Your speed's pretty good, I gotta admit. Now, let's see your reflexes." He didn't slow down at all, but began to fire off small bursts of electricity. There was plenty of time between bolts, and they were a small enough charge that they would barely even stun her, but it would smart for a bit if she did get hit.

It was difficult to keep this speed up with just the Flier Fin and dodge Static's attacks, and for a moment Nanoha was tempted to just throw up a Barrier to do the job for her, but... no, that would be hypocritical of her as a teacher, wouldn't it? There were times to think outside the box, and times when following the test served its purpose.

In order to save energy to keep her pursuit up, she moved the barest minimum necessary to dodge his zaps - some of them came close, but none of them connected thus far.

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