http://nobel-berserker.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] nobel-berserker.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-06-15 05:16 pm

This is the Neo-Swedish engineers' fault, okay

Allenby rocked back and forth on her heels, frowning at the Great Wall for a couple of reasons. One, apparently the Daligig or whoever had yanked out a big chunk of the Great Wall (or one of them, given how many Earths there were) and slapped it into the City like a cheap bookcase. She wasn't big on cultural heritage preservation, but sheesh.

The second reason was that she was thinking. Next to her feet was a bag of toys: jacks, a gymnast's ribbon, a kite, spinning tops, and a few superballs. Believe or not, she was going to use these to develop a new specialty technique--just as soon as she figured out where to begin.

"Man, Nobel Gundam... I knew I shoulda asked Chibodee and George what they did to figure out theirs." She winced when she caught herself talking to her Gundam yet again, and she wasn't even in the Hangar this time... oh well. Allenby picked up the ribbon and began running, executing a technique she already knew well from piloting.

[ooc: So anyone in the Water Cooler post who wanted to do sparring/training stuff, this would be a good place to do it! :3 Or anyone else who'd like to pop in, of course.]

But Morgan is still in the pods. :(

[identity profile] seesbosscrotch.livejournal.com 2011-06-15 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"What are we running towards?" The elf put on a burst of speed to catch up with her, which was fortunate because he couldn't maintain that sprint for long. The fact that he could keep up with her at all in full armor probably ought to be impressive.

Yes, he'd seen her running and just joined in.

[identity profile] hegemonstratos.livejournal.com 2011-06-16 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Einhart blinked, walking over at looking over at the Great Wall, and at Allenby running around using the ribbon. "What are you up to?" she asked, looking around at all the other toys as well. Allenby seemed to be a bit old to be playing around like that, wasn't she?

[identity profile] bears-omnitrix.livejournal.com 2011-06-16 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey!" exclaimed Ben, waving at her. He had been far too restless lately and needed to get out. Having seen Allenby there, he decided to arbitrarily strike up a conversation.

[identity profile] seesbosscrotch.livejournal.com 2011-06-17 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
"That's a new one on me," he said thoughtfully.

"Maridian! Blood Knight, Sin'dorei, and I have many titles but every time I start listing them people give me weird looks." He offered her a hand. While still running. In plate armor.

[identity profile] hegemonstratos.livejournal.com 2011-06-17 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Einhart looked over at the toys. "What type of training is this?"

Because really, Einhart was having a hard time figuring out what Allenby was supposed to be training with all this stuff.

[identity profile] bears-omnitrix.livejournal.com 2011-06-17 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Just goofing around," replied Ben. "Been really quiet on my end. Nothing earth shattering. And I've sat out a lot of the volunteer missions. Nothing really comes to mind. How about you?"
praises: (assembled for you to query.)

omg so late so late 'sup bb

[personal profile] praises 2011-06-18 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
When Allelujah had thought one day he might like to see the Great Wall, this really wasn't at all how he pictured it. In actuality, he hadn't even been looking for it in the first place as he wandered the outskirts of the City. But there was no mistaking it, nestled into the buildings, ruins, markers and spires comprising the alien skyline. He wandered its expanse for some time, trailing a hand along the stones at random intervals, unable to keep from thinking that maybe this wasn't even from the Earth he knew at all.

His short reverie was broken, that thought carefully abandoned for now, by movement in the near distance. The elegant whip and whirl of ribbon in a style he'd only ever seen on the last battlefield. Allelujah paused to watch for a moment, wondering if perhaps by saying anything, he'd interrupt her.

Whatever it was she happened to be doing.

[identity profile] seesbosscrotch.livejournal.com 2011-06-18 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
A break? He had the strength of a paladin to fuel his footsteps -- he was actually running slower than his top sustainable speed in armor! ...but he had no idea she was taking misguided pity on him. "It's the order to which Sin'dorei paladins belong," he said. "And it's nice to meet you, Allenby! What's a Gundam and why do you fight it?"

[identity profile] bears-omnitrix.livejournal.com 2011-06-18 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's overrated but when you have nothing to do, it helps." said Ben with a shrug. "So, how's this going to pan down? I'm trying to figure out how this is all put together beyond gymnastics."

[identity profile] seesbosscrotch.livejournal.com 2011-06-18 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah ha!" Azeroth had its fair share of curious vehicles, so the concept wasn't foreign to him. "How is a ribbon involved?"

[identity profile] bears-omnitrix.livejournal.com 2011-06-18 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmm, for that you'd need multiple targets then," said Ben, picking out a plan already. "Why don't you try different things, and I can be the target? I'm pretty durable in any form, and multiple moving targets would be easier than trying it out on a single stationary one."

He was already scrolling through his playlists, looking for something that was durable enough to take a few hits.

[identity profile] seesbosscrotch.livejournal.com 2011-06-18 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"A ribbon?" He double-checked it. "I'd kinda like to see that!"

[identity profile] hegemonstratos.livejournal.com 2011-06-18 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Einhart blinked at that. "Oh. That does make sense. But... will you have those type of things for the new technique for the machine?"

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