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Entry tags:
- !location: planetside,
- !plot: shore leave,
- !status: open,
- allenby beardsley,
- aqua,
- chases-parked-cars,
- chris ramirez,
- daja kisubo,
- dustin brooks,
- eva,
- gaignun kukai jr./rubedo,
- inara serra,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- kang,
- kanoe zouichi,
- lash,
- marco,
- miku hinasaki,
- rachel berenson,
- ryuunosuke ikenami,
- sakura haruno,
- sasami masaki jurai,
- sokka,
- steve burnside,
- tenaya,
- tim drake/red robin,
- yzak jule
Mingling at the Bazaar
Next to the Mall Hotel, a large bazaar sprawled out through the streets. Food stalls, jewelery stalls, plastic surgery stalls...might want to stay away from that last one. But since the bizaar was close by, it served as a good place for the crew to meet up and start their exploration of XaXing.
[[ooc: This is just a general mingling post guys, so jump in and start threads, tag into other people's, whatever you want!]]
[[ooc: This is just a general mingling post guys, so jump in and start threads, tag into other people's, whatever you want!]]
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Once had had stuffed himself full of the first real food he'd had in ages, Duo was off to the marketplace, gleefully perusing the aisles of the mechanical and technical-devoted shops. He missed his and Hilde's scrapyard, and the tinkering and rooting around that came with it, although he'd still gotten his fill of greasemonkeying while upgrading Deathscythe and snooping around at the other machines in the Hangar.
Currently, he was parked in front of a messy and precariously-piled stall deep into one of the market rows, rooting through the heaps of junk under the tent's roof. Although he didn't exactly have anything specific in mind at the moment, he did have some goals, and beyond that the amount of alien tech he could discover and explore here was more of interest to him anyway- even if he didn't know what most of it probably did.
Plucking out a strange orb-shaped part, he inspected it carefully before tossing it back into the pile, finding it not interesting enough to his likings.
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She already had a bagful of circuits and wires, things that always came in handy for modification experiments. When she saw the guy with the braid toss aside the spherical whatever it was, she caught it and leaned against the counter, getting a better look at it.
"...Say, just what is this thing? I swear I never saw half the stuff in this market before."
lol forgot a word
"Motor, actually," hissed the shady-looking keeper of the tent. "But I'll accept your bet. Firstborn it is." The alien seedily grinned at Duo, rubbing its 11 paws together and flicking its serpant-like tongue.
"...Good thing I don't got one then," Duo muttered to himself, shuffling around Allenby to the next tent over in a huff. "Say, you pilot that uh, girly Gundam, dontcha? I don't think we've been properly introduced yet," he called to her as he dug through a new stash of goods.
"Duo Maxwell. Pilot of the Deathscythe. Yanno, the cool lookin' one. How d'ya do?"
/does that all the time
"Yeah, I've seen your Gundam. Seen you around too! You were one of the guys I talked to on the network 'bout what other Earths use their Gundams for." Allenby grinned as she began inspecting some very unusual-looking tools, picking up something that looked like a combination of hammer and screwdriver. "I'm havin' fun exploring this place, that's for sure. No weird ceremonies, nothin' telepathic, and lots of food! It's great!"
ugh lj wat u doin
"Well, different strokes, I guess. Nobel, huh? What kindsa weapons it got? Howsit fight? Don't recall I've seen ya at a Starfighter Training session yet," he mused as he piled the questions on, pulling a spring-like contraption from the junk pile, considering it, and tossing it back again. "Jeez, a million and one parts and they don't got a compact generator for a handheld beam device? Some universe-wide marketplace."
IDK but it took me about five tries to load this /punts Russian hackers
But any inclination to argue evaporated when Duo started asking about Nobel's systems. That was more like it! "Well, I don't like the Sensoriums much," she said, which was an understatement. "Nobel Gundam's armed with a beam ribbon and vulcans, and she's great at hand-to-hand. Most Gundams in the Fight are melee fighters like that."
She picked up the widget that Duo had tossed back and then began digging through the pile. "A handheld one? Ya mean like a beam sword you could keep on your belt? That'd be real handy around the ship!" Maybe she could find some stuff to make it from scratch....
I gave up on tagging for a few days ;___;
"Haha, yeah, I know what you mean. There's no substitute for gettin' out and really testin' your actual machinery... That thing is more suited to hand to hand types, I guess," he agreed. "Beam ...ribbon? Issat like a beam saber whip, or summat? 'scythe is a melee suit too, but not so much hand to hand- he's meant for ambushes and stuff."
Rifling through parts- setting aside a few cog-like gear pieces- he shook his head. "I used to have this nifty lil' personal helicopter-type thing, sorta like a glider, or uh... a parachute, but not one? Anyway, it used a small beam blade moving at high speed."
"I've been kinda bored, so I'mma build some of my old toys," he grinned.
quite all right, so did I /punts schoolwork
She grinned at Duo's description. "Wow, that sounds fun! Like the kind of thing where you'd jump out of an airplane and just float down to the ground?" She'd always thought parachutes looked like a hell of a lot of fun. "I bet I could help ya put somethin' together!"
"Excuse me, but is this the sort of thing you're looking for?" said the stallkeeper, holding up a thumb-sized part and flicking a switch to show a long, purplish beam.
"Yeah!" Allenby grabbed it and turned it on and off a few times. "Here, Duo, check it out!"
\o/ I retuuuuurrrrn!
"Yeah, sorta. I mostly used it to escape some tight spots though," he grinned- although it was a bit strained, as he recalled the time he'd used it when he'd broken Heero out of the Alliance hospital and summarily watched the suicidal idiot plummet down a 20 foot cliff. What a waste of a perfectly good parachute that'd been.
That guy...
Stirred out of his recollection, he leaned over to glance at the device Allenby had busied herself in putting together. "Woah, hey! You managed that pretty quick, huh!"
Yay! /o/
She managed to fit it in and flicked it on again. Right now it was more like a beam sword than a 'copter. "So we're gonna need a long handle and a motor to make it spin around, right? Maybe--" She turned back to ask the merchant if he had those kind of parts, but he wasn't there anymore.
"Well that's weird. Why'd he run off?" Holding the beam handle at her side, she hadn't yet noticed the tiny plume of smoke rising from it.