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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-01-20 11:18 pm

Training Day

As per the Chief's message, it was training time. Everyone who signed up for training (or was signed up by someone else) was ordered to an open square in the City.

Yes, the City, instead of the sensoriums. That meant that any weapons used would be real. And every bit of damage that they dealt would be real. As would the injuries. Though there didn't seem to be any weapons around, and there were no targets set up.

Interesting, that.

Anyway, in the square was the Chief of Security, who was busy marking off names of people who arrived early or on time. Anyone who figured that they could skip out, though, there is now an unhappy seven foot fully armed and armored Spartan hunting you down.

((ooc: READ THIS BEFORE TAGGING. EDIT: But the first subthread "Early/on time arrivals" is now open for tagging. Training has now begun!))

[identity profile] toariversodeep.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
Roxie is here not for any particular desire for train, but simply as something to distract herself. She's been overworking to the point of exhaustion—there are dark circles under her eyes, and her eyes herself are rather bloodshot. She's gained a strange set of marks across the left side of her face, red nautiloid-spiral patterns that trace out and around in almost-scars. There's black gunk under her fingernails and caked along the sharp edges of her teeth. All-in-all, the signs are fairly subtle, but likely troubling upon closer inspection.

She sits off to the side, her eyes closed, waiting.

[identity profile] lilyofthedrills.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 08:43 am (UTC)(link)
Yuri, of course, was not fooled for a moment. She was extraordinarily sensitive to the moods of others and approached her friend with a concerned look in those big wobbly eyes.

[identity profile] not-prncss-tldr.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 08:49 am (UTC)(link)
Lafiel arrived twenty minutes before they were arranged to start, and if not bright eyed and bushy tailed, was at least full to bursting with Sirs and cheerful salutes.

She spent this time stretching long limbs, moving gracefully from heel to heel as she felt the burn in her hamstrings.

[identity profile] not-to-be-eaten.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 10:21 am (UTC)(link)
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Chopper also noticed the poor state the girl was in and immediately came over to inspect Roxie. It was his job as a doctor to do so after all.

"When was the last time you had any rest?" Came the question in a high pitched voice. It was more than clear that she was exhausted.

[identity profile] am-alwaysfree.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Mal arrived earlier than most, not for any particular reason except to see who would show up and where the training would be taking place.

He noticed a few others had already arrived, as he walked around a short while before picking a place to stand and prepare for whatever training was coming.

Re: Early/On-time arrivals

[identity profile] tobiasf.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Tobias was on time, fluttering around as he looked for a decent perch. He wasn't the type to be late, although even the seven foot tall Spartan didn't scare him *that* much. Not when he could fly away, or if worse came to worse,morph to a seven foot tall creature heavily armed with its own built-in blades.

Re: Early/On-time arrivals

[identity profile] sexygman.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Booth had arrived on time. His presence was partly a given, considering his nature and background, but also in part due to his talk with Brennan. He would definitely get a lot of practice with his shooting here. He wasn't, however, entirely thrilled about the idea of real injuries being inflicted on him.

He started stretching and warming up, employing some of his old army routines.

[identity profile] youngsoldat.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Erwin was, of course, punctual. He'd managed to rig up his field gear and he arrived with helmet on and rifle in tow. Nothing to do now but wait for the Chief.

[identity profile] aworldnevermade.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Luly is taking the time to move through strange and uncomfortable-looking kata-exercises. If not specifically made to take advantage of a Nazzadi's flexibility, they were certainly adapted that way, as she's moving through poses that would make most humans wince in sympathy. She isn't in a plantsuit, but for once she's wearing something other than that dress of hers - a black sports bra under a loose white t-shirt, and denim shorts just loose enough to keep up with her flexibility. She's brought a little pile of other clothing in case the session ends up needing something else, though, and it's all tucked to the side of the observer's area on top of black boots (in case being barefoot won't work).

"Zdravstvuye," she says brightly in Lafiel's direction. It's a much better mood than the depressed wreck she was immediately after the last set of nightmares.

[identity profile] aworldnevermade.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
That rifle - it draws Luly's attention, and she sidles over to try and get a subtle closer look at it. In her minimal outfit and bare feet (http://community.livejournal.com/trans_9/252882.html?thread=19749330#t19749330) she moves quietly as a cat, though her eyes are sharp and appraising.

[identity profile] youngsoldat.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Despite Luly's rather adept sneaking, she stands out - there aren't that many tattooed women around, after all. He turns, shrugging the weapon a bit higher on his shoulder by its strap. He's dressed simply - a long-sleeved sweater and a pair of trousers (not jeans). His cap is tucked into his belt and he's adorned with a variety of field equipment, from an entrenching tool to a gas-mask canister.

He eyes her for a moment and then nods, "Hello there."

[identity profile] not-prncss-tldr.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Lafiel spread her knees out and stretched forward, offering Meluly a bright smile. Was she doing this on purpose? Regardless she was glad to see her feeling well enough to attend training. "Cluge sa!" She answered.

[identity profile] lilyofthedrills.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah Roxie-chan you l..." Yuri looked at Roxie...Then at the little reindeer thing...at Roxie...at the reindeer thing...And there was a bubbling within her that erupted in a squee. She picked chopper up and squeezed him, then set him back down. Trying to compose a little dignity she said "Reindeer-sensei is right. You need rest."

Re: Early/On-time arrivals

[identity profile] is-the-ultimate.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
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He didn't know why he wanted to train. Most of this stuff he could do blindfolded while racing Sonic. Then again, he didn't know what this "Master Chief" had in store, so it was more of curiosity than anything. Joining the others, he came to a stop and began stretching himself out.

Re: Early/On-time arrivals

[identity profile] notsaintkaiser.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Training, huh? That doesn't sound TOO bad...!" Vivio said, approaching the group. Wearing a simple t-shirt, shorts and tennis shoes, she was eager to get into the thick of things.

As she started warming up, Sacred Heart looked at her, worriedly.

"It's okay, Kris! I'll be okay! Promise!" Vivio said, smiling. Inside, though, she WAS worrying. She wasn't sure what she was dealing with.

[identity profile] aworldnevermade.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Luly nods back at Lafiel (from the middle of a pretzel-like stretch). "I figured this can't be that hard if they're getting everybody into it. It'll be a good chance to burn some energy."

[identity profile] aworldnevermade.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Not only tattooed, but with skin inhumanly charcoal - dark, but all in grey tones instead of any of the natural undertones humans have. The canister she doesn't easily recognize, abandoned as the technology of her world moved to more compact and reusable solutions to gas warfare, but the entrenchment tool is universal. "Hi," she says, with a grin that makes her shiny-white teeth stand out in sharp contrast to her skin.

[identity profile] youngsoldat.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Erwin has slowly been getting used to the weirdness, although her whole appearance still gives him a bit of a pause. Still, he is a German soldier and he has manners. He clicks his heels together and straightens slightly, "Oberschütze Erwin Fischer of the German Heer."

He offers a slightly awkward smile in reply as he relaxes, offering his hand for a polite handshake, "I'm rather new on board. It's still rather strange to me, I'm afraid."

[identity profile] toariversodeep.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nine days. I'm fine. I can manage sixteen before I start suffering serious side effects." 'Serious' apparently must not include those odd welts on her face, or the way that it takes several seconds longer for the pupil of her left eye to adjust to the light than the right when she opens both at the same time. She looks down at Chopper, her expression as revealing of emotion as a brick wall. "I don't have the time to waste right now. I'm only here to expand the context of my thoughts for a little while and hopefully gain new insights."

[identity profile] playsin-traffic.livejournal.com 2010-01-21 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Plays showed up, shaking his limbs out. No weapons for him. He's got everything he needs right here. Hell, in warform he can take a whole magazine of assault rifle ammo to the chest and not even feel it. Time to get this shit done.

[identity profile] not-to-be-eaten.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Whoah!!" Chopper didn't expect to be picked up and hugged! "Wha-what are you doing you stupid idiot!!!??" His words were fighting words but his demeanor was clearly happy.Was he even dancing there? "She called me a doctor!" Tony Tony Chopper, while bad at recieving compliments, was a happy reindeer.

Then he snapped his attention back to Roxy. "You will think better if you get some rest. Have you been eating properly?" If the girl wasn't looking after herself, Chopper had it in his right mind to send her to bed. Or at least not participate in training. Nine days with no rest was too much!

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