trans_9 | Bit of relaxation

Anybody wandering into the Sensoriums would find it in use. One thing that might stick out is the small red-head sprawled out in the middle of the sand of a private, but spacious beach. Lined along it were blue and white umbrellas over beach chairs, a few assorted palm trees and a single dock that jutted out a few hundred feet over the waters. A couple of surfboards were propped up against the wall of a small rest house home to a few tables and chairs as well as a bar. The atmosphere of it was that of class, but a laid back comfortable class. It was his and Gaignun's childhood dream to go to a real beach one day, after all, and peace was one thing they wanted to feel when they were there. So one of the things they had to do when their Foundation had begun to flourish was treat themselves to something they'd always wanted.

The view from the beach was a city with assorted tall buildings across the waters. Behind the city was where one could realize this place wasn't actually a planet, but a space colony protected by a huge dome. Giant, petal-like light reflectors could be seen outside, their shape implying that they could furl and cocoon the entire Foundation if needed be. Finally, beyond that, was a beautiful view of space.

There would have been a gigantic, towering red structure of a battleship that dwarfed even the city buildings sticking straight up and out from the middle of the waters, almost like a sword. But the thought of it at the moment caused Jr.'s stomach to turn slightly and he decided against it. At least for now, anyway. He liked the familiarity of the Sensoriums, too - Encephalon devices were strikingly similar to the technology. He closed his eyes and smiled, letting out a loud 'ahhhh' as he relaxed himself. Though he wasn't exactly opposed to visitors who would pop in by chance. At least a beach was a welcome thing to walk into. Especially after what had been going on lately. People deaging, a strike against the Ohm ... not to mention Jr. himself was still a bit sore from a surprise attack thanks to the random deaging crewmembers.

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"Nope," he said with a small shake of the head. "But he's pretty good at finding those good types of antique guns!"

And with that, he remembered something else. "Oh yeah! I found a couple of pretty cool ones when we were down on XaXing, too."

Zouichi raised an eyebrow. Firearms? Did someone mention firearms?

"Antique guns, huh? I didn't know you were such an enthusiast. Is it a private collection, or can anyone see it?"

"Well, aside from the stuff I got in XaXing," he reached to pull out two pistols from his holsters. "These Makarovs were the only two of mine that I found in Weapons and Possessions when I woke up. I wish the whole collection came with me."

"Hmm, too bad. I suppose you could always rummage through the pile in Weapons, but I don't think they'll have many antiques."

Also, it wouldn't quite be the same, would it?

He examined the pistols appreciatively. "I've been wondering if I should pick up some more conventional firearms myself. So what did you pick up on XaXing?"

"Everyone where I'm from is more into the norm for us -- laser weaponry and stuff. But the good old stuff is way better!

But what I got at XaXing, one pair is a lot like a Colt. The others are more like Berettas."

"Ah. Where I'm from, laser weaponry and projectile weaponry are both utilized. However, my own weapons aren't very well-suited for apprehending someone without injuring them.

Why do you prefer antique guns?"

"Because!" he spoke as if it were obvious. "They're way cooler, just like the guys in those old Earth movies used to use. Plus, even though technology's good, you still can still run into interference from Hilbert waves and other technological stop attempts. It's a lot harder for someone to do that when they don't see you coming with the real deal."

"Hilbert waves?" He'd never heard that particular term. "I do enjoy some of those old Earth movies. But I don't think conventional weaponry would work very well in my reality. I do have to admit antiques have a kind of... unique charm, though."

"It's a system called the Hilbert Effect. Mainly created to counter these things called Gnosis, pulls them out of imaginary space and into ours, since otherwise there's no way to defend ourselves against them."

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