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driftfleet2015-10-16 08:11 pm
grounds) wrote in driftfleet2015-10-16 08:11 pm
ii ; video & action
Who: Octavia Blake & Open
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: Moon or Wonderduck
When: Broadcast, evening of Oct 16; Action, whenever
[The feed that pops up is originating from a basic (and boring) room above one of the old timey buildings on the moon. Octavia's lounging on the cot, tossing a baseball sized object up into the air, then catching it, not really looking at the comm.]
I gotta admit that the past two weeks-- or however long since I got here-- have been pretty damn long. Back home, there was so much more to do. [The ball goes up in the air.] Not in the entertaining way [And down again.] but stuff we had to get done. Hunting, scouting, building, repairing, you get the idea. It was one thing after another, the days went by in a flash.
[She catches the ball again and sticks it on the small side table by her cot, sitting up at the same time.] Pretty much, doing stuff for fun wasn't on the agenda, so I'm kinda at a loss here.
[Octavia huffs, blowing a bit of hair out of her face, before finally looking at the comm.]
I guess suggestions are welcomed if anyone wants to toss one my way. [Her boots tap the floor for a moment.] Also, I want to keep learning combat. So far, I've gotten decent with a sword, but I don't want to stop. Unarmed is good, too. Honestly, whatever's fine. I can take a beating, and I'm a quick enough study. I can't pay right now, that'd be later, unless favors or chores work, too.
[There's a pause, where she considers something.] My name's Octavia Blake. I'm security on the Wonderduck. You can find me there or on the moon for now if you want. That's it I guess.
[She flashes a sheepish grin before cutting the broadcast. Feel free to run into her on the ship or moon, whenever.]
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: Moon or Wonderduck
When: Broadcast, evening of Oct 16; Action, whenever
[The feed that pops up is originating from a basic (and boring) room above one of the old timey buildings on the moon. Octavia's lounging on the cot, tossing a baseball sized object up into the air, then catching it, not really looking at the comm.]
I gotta admit that the past two weeks-- or however long since I got here-- have been pretty damn long. Back home, there was so much more to do. [The ball goes up in the air.] Not in the entertaining way [And down again.] but stuff we had to get done. Hunting, scouting, building, repairing, you get the idea. It was one thing after another, the days went by in a flash.
[She catches the ball again and sticks it on the small side table by her cot, sitting up at the same time.] Pretty much, doing stuff for fun wasn't on the agenda, so I'm kinda at a loss here.
[Octavia huffs, blowing a bit of hair out of her face, before finally looking at the comm.]
I guess suggestions are welcomed if anyone wants to toss one my way. [Her boots tap the floor for a moment.] Also, I want to keep learning combat. So far, I've gotten decent with a sword, but I don't want to stop. Unarmed is good, too. Honestly, whatever's fine. I can take a beating, and I'm a quick enough study. I can't pay right now, that'd be later, unless favors or chores work, too.
[There's a pause, where she considers something.] My name's Octavia Blake. I'm security on the Wonderduck. You can find me there or on the moon for now if you want. That's it I guess.
[She flashes a sheepish grin before cutting the broadcast. Feel free to run into her on the ship or moon, whenever.]
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Here. Perhaps it will suit you.
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[Octavia reaches for it, one hand to the hilt, the other to the sheathe. Over and over it's turned in her hands before she draws it, eyes pouring over it as she does so.]
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