driftfleet | 2nd Judgment ⚖ Action ⚖ Open

Who: Justice and YOU
Broadcast: None
Action: Planetside in the forest
When: Between the crash and the post by Zhade

[No one was probably expecting to stumble across a guy who looks like a corpse standing over the literal corpse of one of the hunters. One could ask how Justice came across a dead hunter, but Justice's security-issued ray gun and the hunter's scorched head should probably answer that question.

What people probably expect even less than this vision is Justice ignoring the body and instead holding the dead hunter's machete, glaring down at it like he can set it on fire with his eyes. He could be taking cover and wait to see if more Vieziri come through, or maybe he could be searching for more Fleeters to give the supplies he carries on his back, but no. Glaring at a machete is the best use of his time.

After an uncomfortably long time where he literally does not move, not even to breathe or blink, he growls and throws the machete to the ground with much more force than necessary.] Useless. Better it be burned. [Everything about him hums with frustration and anger as he tears pieces of the hunter's mask of its burnt face, now glaring at it the same as he glared at the machete.

Maybe he should be worried? After all, when there's one Vieziri, there's usually more. But he does not seem worried--he seems single-mindedly focused on glaring at the mask like it owes him money.

Those who are familiar with Justice and his power may be able to tell he's looking for something in the memories attached to the Vieziri's possessions. More specifically, he's looking for the hunters' main base, so he can go there and ~~get himself killed~~ bring these monsters to justice. Justice is nothing if not predictable.]

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Good. Thank you.

[The brightness doesn't leave his eyes, but his shoulders lose some of the tension and he stops rotating the ring on his finger.]

The Caprine is in orbit. The shuttle I arrived in was shot down, but no one suffered any injuries and the supplies were largely unharmed. Yours?

You came down in a - why am I surprised.

[Because OF COURSE HE WOULD.]

Pretty damaged. I wasn't able to get us out of firing range in time, and we got shot down. Crashed pretty hard, too. Luckily only a few injuries.

I do not know why you are surprised. [Seriously, Riona. Justice is painfully predictable. Even he knows that. This is why she should stick around to talk him out of doing dumb things instead of crashing on a planet.

Justice nods as she speaks.] Have you need of supplies? [Justice brought lots of things that humans would need for the wilderness. Even food that is actually edible and not just random stuff like a bottle of garlic powder and a sack of raw rice.]

I don't know. Brief bout of insanity? Temporary lapse of judgment? [An earnest wish that he'd develop something more of a sense of self-preservation?] Anyway, we're pretty okay with supplies, though we can head to the Blue Fish and talk to Sokka, the captain. He's got a better idea of food supplies than myself.

[Ha ha ha ha ha Justice having self-preservation that would make him think twice about trying to save people ha ha ha]

Then let us meet with him.

[Justice frowns down at the Vieziri before picking up the machete, scowling as he tucks it on his back. There may be someone who will need a blade, and he shouldn't waste it. He keeps the mask on hand. He will use that to try to track more Vieziri.]

[A girl can dream

With a nod, she turns and begins to walk, knowing Justice would follow long.]

It's a bit of a walk back to the ship. I patrolled a little further than usual today, as it was strangely quiet. Guess they honed in on you instead.

[And oh boy did they pay for it.]

I have met others, but that does not mean that I met them all. Be on your guard.

[He cocks his gun as he follows Riona, which feels quite familiar and comfortable at this point. He is perfectly ready to blast the face off of any hunter that comes by.]

[Riona nods, but she's more interested in how he handles the gun, which is to say quite well. She's not sure if she should be surprised or not at how well he's taken to it.]

Seem to have gotten a good idea of how to use those. Do you like them? I could never quite get the hang of them.

I prefer blades or magic. They are significantly more familiar, and they allow me more control over who or what I damage. [He shrugs, keeping the gun at the ready and his eyes scanning the branches above them, just in case a hunter tries to get the drop from above.] But these weapons are more common in the Fleet than swords or staffs, and I cannot deny their effectiveness. The object that has been attached to my head has provided me with knowledge of how to use and maintain them, so I have little excuse to not take advantage.

I do not know how I feel about a weapon that takes so little skill to use. [On one hand, it gives people the means to defend themselves if they don't have magic or the money and prestige to squire for a knight. That is good. On the other hand, it makes it very, very easy for people to kill each other in large numbers. That's not as good.]

They are rather easy to pick up, aren't they? Aiming's another thing, but it doesn't take much skill to grab a gun and fire in a general direction. [His concerns have crossed her mind, too. If this sort of weapon was ever developed in Thedas, it would spell nothing but trouble. Their world's war torn and conflicted enough with what weapons already available to them. Something like this would escalate things to a point Riona's not sure they could come back from.] For our purposes, they're handy but... it's a rather scary thought of it being readily available to anyone.

[Justice hums in acknowledgement as he continues to consider the gun in his hand, though he keeps his ears alert for disturbances in the woods.] It is alarming that it makes it so easy to kill others.

[It's good that it's easy to use, and ideally it would be accessible to the most vulnerable people, but Justice doesn't like the idea of a weapon this destructive. He'd prefer easy and accessible weapons like this to be disabling, not lethal.]

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