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trans_92012-03-15 09:32 pm
soulinherfists) wrote in trans_92012-03-15 09:32 pm
POLO!
Who: Allenby and VARIOUS
Where: All around the City.
Summary: Allenby is looking for more blind spots. Care to join her? Or search on your own!
Warnings: Only what you bring with you.
"Staaaacy! Heh heh." Allenby stepped outside the Temple of Small Gods. "STACY!"
||Hello, Allenby.||
Allenby stepped back over the threshold, perching on the stone sofa of Hessinin, the Upholsterers' God. "Staaaacy!"
Silence. Ringing, beautiful, silence. "Ha-hah! She can't hear me! She can't heeear me! My mind is mine, you supercilious spaceship!" The George de Sand-like verbiage was not very much in line with the way she was prancing around the temple, but she calmed down soon enough. This was a big discovery.
...Okay, so Stacy could just be faking her out here, but... well... the old crew had trusted her, right? Allenby didn't. But she knew there were blind zones. And she knew that you could get Stacy's attention by addressing her, something that Allenby had discovered when she had started her daily sessions of directing mental hate at the ship. So... this seemed to work. She grinned and pulled out her omnicomm, typed a quick message, and then hopped up to the Temple's roof to scout out some more places to test.
[ooc: TOTALLY OPEN, guys. Check out this entry for details!]
Where: All around the City.
Summary: Allenby is looking for more blind spots. Care to join her? Or search on your own!
Warnings: Only what you bring with you.
"Staaaacy! Heh heh." Allenby stepped outside the Temple of Small Gods. "STACY!"
||Hello, Allenby.||
Allenby stepped back over the threshold, perching on the stone sofa of Hessinin, the Upholsterers' God. "Staaaacy!"
Silence. Ringing, beautiful, silence. "Ha-hah! She can't hear me! She can't heeear me! My mind is mine, you supercilious spaceship!" The George de Sand-like verbiage was not very much in line with the way she was prancing around the temple, but she calmed down soon enough. This was a big discovery.
...Okay, so Stacy could just be faking her out here, but... well... the old crew had trusted her, right? Allenby didn't. But she knew there were blind zones. And she knew that you could get Stacy's attention by addressing her, something that Allenby had discovered when she had started her daily sessions of directing mental hate at the ship. So... this seemed to work. She grinned and pulled out her omnicomm, typed a quick message, and then hopped up to the Temple's roof to scout out some more places to test.
[ooc: TOTALLY OPEN, guys. Check out this entry for details!]