http://radiantcourage.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] radiantcourage.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-05-23 12:48 am

Blast from the Past! [open]

There was nothing like good old walking to clear one's head and that was what Hoshi was doing. Her hands were stuffed in her vest's pockets, her head cast down. She wasn't sad -- far from it, actually! She just had a lot of thoughts racing through her head, a smile on her face. Right! Gotta keep on thinking on the positives!

She didn't feel as tired as she did! That was a plus!

... Oh, this was useless! No matter what she did, her mind was just too jumbled up by everything. This behavior definitely caught Seraphiel's eye and he nipped on her finger. It wasn't hard enough to break the skin, though; just enough to get her attention, that was all.

"Ow! Seraphiel, did you really have to do that?" she asked, frowning at her holy beast. The only response she was given was a deadpan glance and the beyblader sighed. "Okay, okay. Fine, I'll stop moping. Does that work for you?"

Satisfied, Seraphiel nodded his head and went to rest on her shoulder. This earned him a bit of a grovel before it stopped. Wait, what was that--? Hoshi took off running, Seraphiel following right behind her. It couldn't be...

She stopped, panting a little to catch her breath. It was an arena, and not just any old arena! It was one from home! It seemed different going to it now, though. There weren't any teams here, no fans, no little kids who were wide-eyed with hope of seeing their favorite beyblader come out strong and out on the top, none of that. Although, she could hear the distant cheers and shouts from the fans that were waiting for the match to begin, which comforted her some.

The beyblader walked inside and went to the locker rooms first, seeing the tables, chairs, couches, as well as televisions that the other teams could comfortably watch the match unfold in the rooms themselves. Then, she went to Holy Enoch's locker room just to check it out. Her plans for her team were still written on the white board with diagrams to follow, It felt so weird to be in here without Sei, Skye, Ami, and Petra, though. Sighing once more, she went to go check on the dish itself.

When she arrived, she noticed it was dark and she assumed it could have possibly been due to the electricity being down in this part of the building. She decided to take the photograph out of her teammates and sit down on the floor, gazing up at the ceiling itself to remember all the matches and experiences she shared with her team. It was like they really were here with her...

( OOC: Okay, so! There's various rooms in the arena itself. There's the locker rooms where there might be beyblade parts or other items scattered about, then there's the main area where the different platforms would be used for the matches [where Hoshi is in right now], then a "VIP Box" like area where Volkov would be standing to observe the matches for his own discretion, and lavatories, stuff like that.

If one of the engineering people would like to, there should be a database with information on every single beyblader, their holy beasts, as well as a randomizer that would pick out teams to compete against one another. The electricity in a few parts of the arena is either fried or working sporadically, as well. In other areas, it should be working!

Main Area/Stadium, hallway with a lavatory, television screen announcing which teams are up (currently turned off), the entrance, another hallway. Just ignore emo!Takao and entrance where the teams would come in.

Have any questions? PM me or IM me! )

Devices: +2 to win over any Son of Ether

[identity profile] sonofether.livejournal.com 2011-05-23 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Stephen had been making plans to go out. This meant that he was going to scour the city for scrap and other assorted things that he could use in his lab. Not that he hadn't picked up a number of things back on XaXing. Using scrap just meant that he had more resources in the long run.

This part of the city was unfamiliar, however, and the sight of a rather large arena-type building piqued his curiosity. He was impressed because it really was in excellent repair--it was almost a shame to consider cannibalizing its electronics for parts.

But that was precisely what was on his mind, until he thought he made out someone down on the arena floor.

He hurried on down, peering through his goggles before he slid them up on his head.

"Are you all right, miss?" Because it was kind of strange to be hanging out in an empty and darkened arena. He hadn't caught sight of Seraphiel, yet.

[identity profile] sonofether.livejournal.com 2011-05-23 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's all right, just...an unusual place for a hang out, I suppose. And much better than some places on the ship, I expect."

Stephen's eyebrows rose over his goggles as the eagle joined its master. He certainly hadn't seen anything like that, recently.

"Interesting companion. I'm Stephen Valkonan, but I prefer Stephen to mister, if you're going to call me something. And you are?"

He offered a hand and smiled.

[identity profile] sonofether.livejournal.com 2011-05-23 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Are you from Japan, then? You wouldn't be the first person I knew from there," Stephen said with a chuckle. He offered the eagle a bow. "A pleasure to meet you as well, then, Seraphiel."

"Lit up, hm? Should I assume safely that there's a problem with that, which was why you were sitting down here in the dark to begin with?" He slid the goggles back down over his eyes, expression intent.

"There's probably something to be done about that," Stephen admitted. "Then again, it probably will take tools that I don't have on me."

[identity profile] sonofether.livejournal.com 2011-05-23 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
He carefully shook the angel's wing, blinking behind the goggles.

"I'm from the States. Pittsburgh, to be precise." Stroking the stubble on his chin, he turned a full circle in place, looking thoughtful.

"It probably won't be done in one go, and I have some other projects I'm working on, but I'm pretty sure I can fix this. I'll have to fabricate some parts, maybe, and bring my welding equipment down here.."

Stephen pulled out his omnicomm and started jotting down notes. "And I'm certain you'd like to be involved as well, so I'll take that into mind as well. Am I correct in that assumption?"

He couldn't hide his grin.

[identity profile] sonofether.livejournal.com 2011-05-23 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll figure out some things you can do then. Maybe even show you a few things so you can do some repairs yourself." He lifted a hand to scratch at his head.

"So do you know what this place is used for? It looks like a sporting event arena, sort of. Not that I've ever been too big on sports," Stephen admitted.

[identity profile] sonofether.livejournal.com 2011-05-23 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I doubt you're that," Stephen said with a shrug. "I'm probably of more negotiable value, with my tendencies for holing myself up in my lab."

He listened quietly to her explanation. "A trade-off. Sounds good. But I could swear beyblading sounds familiar for some reason." A shake of his head, and he continued. "It's not coming forward, though."

[identity profile] sonofether.livejournal.com 2011-05-24 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
"One of my friends would usually say I was sulking. I...suppose he'd have a point." Not that Stephen would ever admit that in front of Morgan, were he here.

"I don't know?" he said, shrugging. "I don't remember that much about it, I'm afraid. Just the term is familiar. Either way, I'm pretty sure that it'll be a fair trade if I'm teaching you about electrical junctions and amperes and volts and so on, and you're teaching me about beyblading."

Stephen couldn't repress a chuckle at that.

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[personal profile] thewunderkind 2011-05-31 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Someone else had found the stadium. Lash was now fifteen, and she'd taken to exploring all around the city. If not by asking for rides, just taking long walks. Commanding Officers were used to those anyway and Lash was no exception, they made her think (of very awful and dangerous things, no doubt). But of course a Neotank or two always made it much more fun and easier, and so there was one parked outside the stadium.

Not having noticed Hoshi yet, she was in the higher stadium benches, screaming out crude words and listening to the echo. It was a fun little game.
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[personal profile] thewunderkind 2011-05-31 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
The voice stopped for a few seconds before the echoes of footstep coming down carried Lash's loud voice,

"Hey I'm not scared of anything, whoever you are! I just thought this place was deserted!"
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[personal profile] thewunderkind 2011-05-31 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Lash was thankfully really good at not tripping. Too often.

"Name's Lash! Last name is first name since that's the only name I have, and don't you forget it!" she was already past the first rows of seats. "So I take it you know what this place is."
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[personal profile] thewunderkind 2011-05-31 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"A what? Bay stadium?" Whoever this Hoshi person was, she knew the answer to what they did here. That was enough to capture Lash's interest. For now. The footsteps got closer.

"Is baying some sort of sport?"
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[personal profile] thewunderkind 2011-06-01 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
Oh hello, now she was suddenly interesting for all the wrong reasons. "Sparing? You guys fight each other until one of you cries uncle?!" But what was that boring part involving using tops to hit each other, that sounded dumb.
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[personal profile] thewunderkind 2011-06-01 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
This was getting more and more interesting. She was already imaging gladiator battles in her head and blood spilling in a full arena. Lash had issues. "So do you guys punch each other with the tops or are you allowed guns or what?"

Suddenly, she had appeared very close to her, darkened place or not.

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