Where Trash World Rules Are Concerned

[scalpelofmarmora]

Who: Ulaz and YOU!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: various
When: Anytime while in system

Option 1: Scrapheap
[Ulaz could be found a lot of the time at the piles of junk on this planet. With so many projects to work on and a big one being Shiro's arm so that he didn't have that problem anymore, he needed a lot of supplies. Luckily he was a big guy and not likely prone to people trying to take things from him.

It seemed to be a worth while endeavor at least. He was finding a lot of things that he could use]

Option 2: Blameless
[Some of Ulaz's supplies from scavenging were squirreled away in his room because he didn't want to leave them out. Some, however, had been temporarily moved to the lounge space on the Blameless whenever he found himself with a moment.

From previous discussions with Death over on the Caprine, he had decided to try his hand at building something for Loyalty, Justice's cat. He had taken some time during the drift to read up on the tiny felines - especially since one kept coming in trying to chew on things in his lab - and he was prepared to try a solution that might keep her mildly distracted.

So he was currently seated on the floor of the lounge trying to put together pieces to make something of a "cat tree". There were also length of rope next to him and what must have been once some carpeting, but he wasn't ready for those yet.

Help him? Hinder him? Keep him company while he works? Your call!]

Option 3: Junker Racing
[He had mentioned it to only a few people since he had been here, but Ulaz had, in his youth, been quite a daredevil. Most however, didn't really know that.

But in the course of his investigations of the planet, he found the junker racing. Ah... youth. But he couldn't seem to tear himself away from watching it...]

Closed to Lyall: Arena
[He couldn't quite be sure how of their frequent conversations circled around to it, but it had. Probably the arena had come up somewhere along the line and it had sparked the conversation. Seemed the most likely.

Ulaz had been curious for sometime about the actual physical capabilities of a werewolf, but wasn't sure if it was polite to ask a gentleman when they tried to maintain a certain air eighty-night percent of the time.

Lyall was apparently frustrated after his glitch, as beat up as he had been. Understandable.

So it had been decided they were going to face off in the arena. It was not the venue Ulaz would have thought Lyall would pick, but who was he to complain. It had intrigued him too much to worry about it for too long.

Here they were, in the arena. Ulaz could have worn his full armor, but he had decided to keep it more fair, only the suit he worry under it. It was the most superficial of protection. But it wasn't a slight against what he thought Lyall could do; the tradition of palen bol meant Galra were notorious gluttons for pain, seeing it as an opportunity for growth. He did however have one of his swords. He didn't intend to use it, but if found he did, he'd have it]

Whenever you are ready.

[Lyall would have the first move]

Comments

[sandywolf]

[Honestly, on any normal day, Lyall would have avoided the arena. First, because he actually hates fighting if he can avoid it. Second, because he knows Biffy will disapprove.

But he has been strumming with nervous energy ever since the glitch. The wounds are gone, and he has been acting normal enough, but it feels like this needs some sort of closure for his brain to finally leave him in peace about the whole thing.

At least, this is with someone he knows and actually trusts, and not throwing fisticuffs with a random stranger like he has seen some people do. He knows Ulaz will be civilized about it afterwards, and will stop if Lyall decides he's had enough.

Unlike his opponent, Lyall is dressed... pretty much the same way he normally is, with his suit and waistcoat and cravat. Between that and the difference in their sizes, they make an almost comical pair.

That being said, Lyall has always been a careful fighter. That is partly why he has stayed alive so long. He other part is that he is, actually, pretty damn strong, and also extremely fast.

He starts by circling from a reasonable distance... and then gives a burst of speed, bringing him right next to Ulaz, and because of his smaller size, it's easy enough to go and duck under the Galra's guard and aim a fist at his midsection.

Maybe Ulaz might end up wishing he'd worn some armor at least.]

[scalpelofmarmora]

[Ulaz definitely won't take offense to anything that happens during their match. He had often trained with other Blades to the point of exhaustion and everyone was as civilized as much as the Blades ever really got afterwards. There was no taking offense to what happened when training with a comrade. And of course he will stop when Lyall decides its over and he trusts the same from Lyall if it should come to that - though making a Blade quit is sometimes harder than one would expect.

Shiro might not approve of this method either, but Ulaz was no stranger to the idea of having to move to get out frustrations and aggression. Punching bags or targets that couldn't fight back only went so far so having someone willing to go at it with was significantly better.

Besides, it is his job to help look after the well being of the Blameless crew. If having only-vaguely-friendly sparring match will help Lyall's emotional state, then that is his job.

Probably is an odd look to this: Lyall still in his full attire. Again, doesn't make much difference to Ulaz. With no other information, he already knows Lyall's advantage is going to be height. He's a bigger target and has to move further for the same strike.

Ulaz watches, keeping his gaze trained on Lyall even as he circles. The movement is quick and he really only has the chance to twist slightly to redirect where he is hit even only slightly. Yep, Lyall is fast and Ulaz can confirm for a fact now he is strong, but undeterred, Ulaz uses the momentum to swing around and aim a kick to Lyall's shoulder]

[sandywolf]

[As a Beta, Lyall would fully approve of Ulaz's reasoning for doing this. He'd probably be doing the same if he was in a mental place to do it, to be honest, instead of needing to have it done to him.

Lyall was fast earlier but not at full speed. he was still testing the waters. yet Ulaz managed to move slightly out of the way and not take the full brunt of the blow. Fast reflexes on this size too, in spite of the bigger and more imposing stature. Looks like speed will work, but only if Lyall keeps it unpredictable because his opponent is fast too and if he gets caught, then it will be harder for him to actually escape or evade.

As the kick comes for him, Lyall just ducks to the ground, crouching almost on all fours, and then tries to put some distance between them again. not easy when moving backwards, but he feels like he shouldn't turn his back on Ulaz even if to escape. Too many risks of getting the tail end of one of those too long limbs.]

[scalpelofmarmora]

[No, he shouldn't turn his back on Ulaz. The Galra was certainly not above taking an opportunity when he saw it. He wasn't going to stab Lyall in the back - which he could literally do since he had a sword; that wasn't his style even if this had been a real fight. Without a sword, though, he wasn't above other methods to remind others not to turn their back on him.

Maybe that was a trainer thing and not wanting younger ones to underestimate him or an opponent's willingness to take a shot when they weren't looking.

Lyall easily dodged the kick. Even if Ulaz had changed the direction of kick, Lyall almost crouching on all fours was too low of a redirect. That would have thrown him off balance which would have taken precious seconds to recover from. He's not going to take it easy on Lyall, following as the werewolf tried to put distance between the two of them, taking another swing at him, this time punching out. Because it was a friendly fight in the end, he wasn't aiming for his face at least]

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[padadin]

[While Shiro is eager to have both arms again so he can pilot, he is trying not to pressure his friends for it. They have projects and a life of their own and that's something he must respect. Besides, he isn't sure how difficult a prosthetic connected to his nervous system can be. He'd rather wait and having something good than something rushed and not working well. He has patience to spare.

That said, even with people having all kinds of projects in this system, finding the lounge with such weird parts comes to him as a surprise. It's something he would expect from Pidge, not Ulaz.]

Ulaz...? What exactly are you trying to build here?

[scalpelofmarmora]

[Ulaz knows Shiro is ready for a new arm, but supplies for one had been limited at the time. Now that they were plentiful, there was the inevitable waiting while they gathered, organized, and put together. Ulaz's specialty would be more in the some of the finer details of movement and the connection that would allow Shiro to operate it. That however required the arm in near completion. He knew how to do it; it wasn't something that required practicing, but it was something to work on nearer to when it was going to be used to prevent the connection for being damaged and having to start over.

He glanced up at Shiro as he walked in]

I am working on something that may mitigate Loyalty's chewing on inappropriate objects. A "cat tree" I believe they call it.

[padadin]

[He pulls a face when he hears that Loyalty is still chewing on inappropriate objects. Justice was supposed to train her! He sighs as he comes closer for a better look.]

Justice should've taught her better by now... but yeah, a cat tree will probably help. Where do you get the idea from?

[Because he doubts Galra have "cat trees".

...or do they?

Is why Keith was so angry when he was younger, did he need something to scratch?]

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[whatisright]

[Ulaz may not be ready, but Loyalty certainly is.

She comes in with her tail held high, sniffing curiously at the tools and items strewn around and making sure to rub herself up against Ulaz in the most distracting manner. Why should he work on whatever he's working on when he can pet her?

And of course, where Loyalty goes, Justice is usually quick to follow, as he comes into the lounge to frown at the project.]

What is this?

[scalpelofmarmora]

[Ah, the creature this was intended for had found the surprise before it was finished. Not that she would know what it was or that it was for her, only that he wasn't paying attention to her. Evidenced by how she came over and rubbed against him. He put the tool he was holding down on the opposite side of him so she didn't try to play with it and reached with one hand to scratch her on the head.

And of course, Justice was not far behind]

I had an interesting conversation with Death recently. [Only in the Fleet...] Talking about animals. We had the idea that something like this might keep Loyalty entertained. A "cat tree" they call it.

Still a work in progress.

[whatisright]

[Loyalty immediately begins to purr, pleased enough to try sprawling over Ulaz's lap and make as much of a distraction of herself as possible. Doesn't she look so pettable, Ulaz? Don't you want to spend all day petting her?

Justice, on the other hand, gives a thoughtful frown, though it's soft around the edges. It's kind of Ulaz to go through the trouble to make something nice for Loyalty, and it hasn't escaped Justice's notice how nice Ulaz is to Loyalty despite her frequent attempts to destroy his machines.] A cat tree. What is this cat tree?

[He sits down across from Ulaz, examining the materials on the ground curiously.]

[sandywolf]

[So something has become rather noticeable in the last day or so. It seems like something is happening between the two werewolves. Biffy has been seen more than one exiting a room when Lyall enters it, and when they are usually often seen together even if they are not attached at the hip, they do seem to be going each their own way for now, except for during the day where it seems they still sleep in the same bed.

Lyall doesn't seem to find anything odd with this, and he's kept on with his duties, and his usual wandering on the ship and he doesn't seem overly concerned with it at all.

When he stumbles on Ulaz, he stops in his tracks and cocks his head to the side.]

What a peculiar contraption? What purpose does it serve?

[scalpelofmarmora]

[Ulaz had noticed something seemed odd between them following their match at the arena. Biffy seemed far more aloof, almost actively avoiding Lyall... or attempting to. Even if they were in the same room, it seemed like there was suddenly a lot of space between them.

But neither Lyall or Biffy seemed particularly bothered by it... As long as it didn't interfere with the running of the ship.

He looks up as Lyall walks in wondering at the object that he is building]

Once it is is finished, it will be for the cat. Death and I were discussing animals in the fleet and we both came to the conclusion it is probably boredom causing Loyalty to chew. I believe it was called a "cat tree". Gives the cat entertainment and a perch so they can watch things. One of the books I read said cats like to be up high and I realized there is no where for her to do that.

[sandywolf]

[Indeed, there doesn't appear to be any particular tension between the two of them even though there's a lot of space being taken and given on both sides.]

Hmmm... it's true that a space ship does not really have spaces to climb. Has she ever been taken down to any of the planets, or is there a chance she might run away if taken outside?

[Loyalty is not a wolf or a dog, but maybe if she could stretch her legs more, she'd be too tired to chew cables.]

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[tempredmental]

[Of course, Keith would find the races. He was intrigued at this idea of building a racer and then racing it, and it made him a little wistful for having Hunk around. Hunk would have been an amazing mechanic to help get one of these things together and racing.

Of course, that didn't mean Keith couldn't still find a crew and go racing, right? Right.

So, he was exploring the area, checking out the racers and the crews, and- okay. Sure. He might have just gotten himself enrolled in a race. In fact, he name was on that roster Ulaz happened to be looking over. And there was still time to sign up with something if Ulaz was interested. Huh... what do you know?]

[scalpelofmarmora]

[Of course Ulaz is not going to not notice Keith wandering around the race cars and crews. He also couldn't help noticing that Keith's name was present on the list of participants in the races. He is not surprised in the least by this. Keith seemed the type. Maybe they were too similar....

Ulaz stepped away from the sign, walking over to the paladin]

I see you are going to be racing.

[tempredmental]

[Keith looked up at Ulaz when he heard the other speak. He nodded.]

Yeah. [He shrugged.] It's something I'm good at, I enjoy, and, here in the Fleet, it brings in the credits, so might as well.

You ever race?

blameless;

[vartex]

[Oh hey, just the guy he was looking for... albeit not in the place he was going to look. Messer has a few scuffs and mild cuts as he wanders through the lounge area, after a particularly wild bout in the fighting arena. Nothing serious, but worth a bandaid or two. He stops at the sight of... whatever the heck that is, though.]

Working on a new project?

[scalpelofmarmora]

[Ulaz glances up when Messer walks into the lounge, immediately noticing scratches and blood. It's hard to tell with Ulaz's near permanent frown, but he might have just frowned more at that]

It will eventually be a cat tree. With luck, it will be a distraction to keep Loyalty from chewing inappropriate things.

You are injured. [Not a question. A statement of fact. He's already setting his tools aside so he can get back up]

[vartex]

[Oh, the cat. Is that a thing to worry about? Is that why he keeps finding fur in the paneling?

He shrugs and waves Ulaz off as he starts to get up.]

There's no reason to concern yourself, I'm not in need of serious medical attention. I can tend to it myself.

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[princessences]

[ They're there for similar reasons, so it makes sense to combine their efforts, doesn't it? Besides, Allura could use something to do with her hands to keep her mind off of things. Constantly feeling at odds with her actions and her intentions isn't a place she wants to be.

Allura may not be a "big guy" like Ulaz, but she's fiercely protective of her finds never the less. And she gives an excited squeak when she finds something at the top of another pile. ]

Ulaz! Come take a look at this.

[scalpelofmarmora]

[Yes, it made perfect sense to combine their efforts and work together on finding supplies. Second opinions on what made good pieces that could be used were important.

He looks up hearing Allura call to him, without hesitation coming over and climbing up the pile in order to see what she was looking]

Did you find something of interest?

[princessences]

Yes, I believe I have.

[ She's quite proud of this find too, and the reasons should be obvious. She's pulled it out from underneath some other debris, but what she reveals is an antiquated, but well-jointed arm, most likely used in some sort of automation manufacturing line. ]

It's old, but the base structure of these joints might be useful.

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[oratorical]

[At least for now, Leia isn't participating in these races. Just watching, interested in taking in the culture of a planet that's literally a dump. Even for her this is new, and that fact alone is enough to catch her interest.

And well, the races themselves are interesting to watch.]

I can hardly believe some of those speeders can actually function.

[scalpelofmarmora]

[He glances over at the woman who stops next to him, also watching the race cars. This is certainly a fascinating planet and he's not surprised that he's not the only one curious about how it works here]

Indeed. Ingenuity does seem to triumph here.

[He gestures to one that seems to be more an organized trash heap itself than a racer, but its clearly moving]

Have you done much racing before?

[oratorical]

[Leia's seen and been on some trash heaps considered ships or speeders in her day, but that one? That's particularly bad. Leia has to squint at it, just for a second, to make sure it's actually moving on its own accord, and not because of something more alarming.]

Nothing like this. In terms of both risk and vehicle.