002; Some sightseeing and such

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Who: Aaron + You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Iskaulit/Planetside (Bloodsport common room for that broadcast if you wanna)
When: Throughout December (until they leave)

Audio; Broadcast Fleetwide

[Aaron is making his transmission from the common room on the Bloodsport, so if you're around, feel free to stumble upon him.]

Good morning, everyone. At...least I think it's morning. Anyway, I've been all over this ship, a few others, and the Iskaulit and I've found a photography studio, more than one restaurant, a library, two bars, several different times of relaxation and reflection spaces just to name a few, but no place that seems set up to get any firearms practice in. I think it might be important, seeing as a lot of our ship provide crew members with sidearms. Does...anyone know how we go about getting something like that established? Do we just...pick a space and take it?


Iskaulit - Library | OTA

[In his quest to find a place to train with the weapon provided him on the Bloodsport, Aaron finds himself thumbing through the library. If being stuck in outer space has taught him anything, it's that they aren't really pressed for time. Dorian's comments on the selection of the library have him intrigued at any rate, so he takes his times perusing the shelves.

Dorian was right, he thought as he did so. There was a lot of Earth literature here. Some of it was crap (was that really a copy of the 5 Love Languages?) but he stopped at a collection of classic literature and pulled a weathered book from the shelf. Wilde's The Picture of Dorian Gray brought a lot of memories back, and thoughts of someone he was starting to fear he'd never see again. He couldn't just take it, of course, though he wanted to. Libraries did require their books to be returned eventually, after all.]

...where do they get these books...?

[If he had that answer, maybe he could find his own copy.]


Planetside - In Town | shopping | ota

[It's difficult to visit this winter planet and not realize it's some sort of holiday season. With all the feasts, parades, and gifts, Aaron is first reminded of the Thanksgiving and Christmas seasons back on Earth, before the world ended, and that's just fine with him. What he was most interested in, of course, were the shops. Since the world ended, the only way to have new things was to scavenge them. The idea of using what credits he'd been provided to buy things was novel at the very least. His first priority was picking up a new pack, and with it strapped to his back, he's simply wandering the shopping district, looking at windows and waiting for a shop to catch his eye.

And then it does. The camera shop across the way is his destination as he makes his way across the icy road.]

I wonder what kinds of cameras aliens use, even.

[It's murmured out loud, yes, but he's not going to mind if someone wants to join him.]


Planetside - In Town | sightseeing | ota

[Equipped with a new camera and enough digital storage to film the rest of the planet, Aaron, newly excited to explore and document all the unique sights of this place, goes around town, snapping pictures of unique storefronts, trees with particularly intriguing ice formations, and just generally...looking like a tourist. He keeps eyeing that castle in the distance, too. If anyone stops long enough to look over to him, he smiles amicably.]

You want to check out the castle?

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I want to see mountains Gandalf! | Closed to Daryl

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[The idea of seeing a mountain on a space ship had been on Aaron's mind since Daryl had first mentioned it, and since he'd purchased some rudimentary gear planetside, and since Carl had been kind enough to give him a knife when he'd visited, he felt exploring the place was in order.

That and it gave him something else to focus on besides the empty bed he tried to sleep in every night, and the fact that, according to all accounts he could be here a while meaning he might not see Eric for quite some time. They agreed to meet near the docking bays and head toward the mountain together, and so that's where he waited, with a new backpack and an eager expression. It was a familiar situation for the two of them at least. They'd been partners before.]

[worn_wings]

[ There's something unnerving about the outdoor terrain inside a ship... but on balance Daryl's glad it's there. He's mostly gotten used to the Tourist, after all these months, but when they're between planets it's nice not to be... stuck.

He's not nearly so well-prepared, when he shows up-- no pack, though he's got a knife on his belt just because when does he not. It'll be nice. For one thing, they're bound to have good weather. ]

You ready?

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[Aaron is anything if not prepared, and after their...incident in which he lost his pack, he's going to keep a much better grip on it. He nods at Daryl's question, a smile on his face.

It'd be nice to get away from his thoughts of home, at least for a little while.]

Yeah. Lead the way.

[worn_wings]

[ He tries not to think about home if he can help it. There's nothing they can do to help, from here.

That doesn't mean he succeeds.

Grunting assent, he heads for the mountainside. Which is a weird thing to do without going outside, but it's outer space, what do you expect? Nothing is not weird. ]

Ain't a big mountain, [ he murmurs, as they get to the last corridor turn before it comes into view. But it's something. ]

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[ananym]

[ hmm. ]

I am afraid I am mostly unfamiliar.

[ he's seen them down by the security hold and checked them out, but he didn't get very far. ]

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That's fine. Um...are you mostly unfamiliar with guns or with firing ranges?

[ananym]

Both, unless firing ranges are similar to those used by archers.

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Sort of the same idea, actually. Are you interested in learning? I'm not a horrible teacher.

[A beat.]

I'm Aaron, by the way. It's nice to meet you.

Iskaulit - Library

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Tim has been going through the library's selection for the last couple of nights. The lack of a catalogue of what is here and limited organisation is kinda driving him crazy. So deep in thought, he doesn't really register that the voice speaking out loud isn't just in his head. He answers it out loud anyway.]

I've been wondering that as well. I'm so tempted to read everything here just to see if there are noticeable differences between editions in different universes.

Iskaulit - Library

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[And until this very moment, the idea of there being subtle differences between versions from different universes hadn't even occurred to Aaron.]

...yeah? You think that's possible?

Re: Iskaulit - Library

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Tim jumps and looks at Aaron, not having expected a response.]

I-um-yes? I mean it's possible, I don't really know how likely it would be yet but considering how many differences we can encounter between the universes, it seems logical that even if there are similar books that they might not be the same word for word.

I'm sorry, how long have you been here?

Iskaulit - Library

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[Aaron smiles at that. He's pretty good at picking up on when someone thought they were alone and he ducks his head slightly.]

Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. Do you...mean in the library, or...?

broadcast; video

[tough_love]

There is no one to speak to about purchasing a section of the ship for your own use. Or if there is, they have yet to make themselves known to the rest of us.

Keep the rest of us updated, if you go through with it. I prefer to crush my enemies up close, but a firing range would allow us to ensure our crews are capable of handling themselves in a firefight.

[If that sounds like she's going to not give hers a choice about going out for regular firearms practice the moment it's possible, that's because that is exactly what she plans on doing.]

Though I would advise you to select a part of the Iskaulit that is not in close proximity to the outer hull. I hope I do not need to explain why.

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[Aaron raises his eyebrows at Looma, because as much as he's already met her, she's still...very...different from what he's used to, okay? He's getting used to it, but it might take a little more time.]

Uh, yeah. [And he chuckles nervously.] You know, if I can throttle six guys singled-handedly at the same time, I think I'd prefer to, uh, 'crush them' up close, too. [That was supposed to be a joke. Really. Trust him.]

And...no. I think I get it. These ships should be able to withstand a little, though, shouldn't they? These aren't high-powered canons like some of the ships have mounted. They're just personal sidearms. Whoever designed them probably didn't do it with the idea of blasting through ship hulls with them.

[tough_love]

That has nothing to do with it- defeating my enemies from afar is unsatisfying. I enjoy a more personal approach.

[You know, get close enough to see all those expressions of terror, desperation, pain and the like. And feel the occasional bone shatter! It's the little things that make it special, really, and fighting from range just doesn't allow much room for it.]

I am not concerned with a single shot blasting a hole in the hull. Nothing they have given us is anywhere near that capable. Not even the rifles those of us with a security augment are given. My concern is what might happen after repeated strikes.

[customplates]

[Oh. Well, it's good she enjoys her work...]

...right. Well, you're very capable of a personal approach. I like to take chances that keep my heart beating.

[And a nervous chuckle, because...man she's intense and...intimidating.]

Well, the idea is to improve with practice, but I'll make sure whatever area I find is good and secure. Don't worry.

sightseeing

[postocular]

[ Carl's been here and there on the planet, making sure he hasn't missed anything important in town before they left. He finds Aaron being a tourist and decides that it kind of fits his personality. He considers the question and offers a shrug of a shoulder. ]

Sure, let's go.

sightseeing

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[Aaron grins at that, lowering the camera.]

Great, because this is the best camera I've ever seen, and I've never actually visited a castle.

[postocular]

I haven't either. Guess it's a first for both of us.

[ Carl falls into stride on Aaron's right. ]

Audio

[this_loser]

[From the Bloodsport kitchen, Prompto can hear Aaron's voice both through his comm and in the nearby room. He opts to reply though the communicator, because it's fun. Like texting your bud, even though you're sitting on the same couch.]

A shooting range would be awesome and all, but is that safe on a ship in space? I just get in as much practice as I can when we're on planets.

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I don't see why not. These hulls are built to withstand a lot more than some rounds from handguns.

[He shrugs.]

At least I hope so, or I feel a lot less comfortable with sleeping on one.

[this_loser]

I don't know a whole lot about space, or spaceships. But from I've seen in movies, poking a hole in them is a bad idea.

[They probably touched on some stuff in school, but yaaaawn.]

That said, it'd be cool to be able to practice while we're drifting.

Audio

[tempredmental]

Lance has been trying to get me to do some target practice, but yeah... same problem. We don't really have a space for it unless we're orbiting a planet. A shooting range might not be a bad idea if we can find the right space for it.

I'm sure the Iskaulit will have something, though. You don't have to buy it... we just kind of claimed the old office area for ourselves. If it's not being used by someone else, I say go for it.

You want help looking?

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[customplates]

I'm not going to turn down an offer like that. I can't say I've ever looked for a good place to set up a firing range in outer space before.

Re: Audio

[tempredmental]

Well, I know our ships are pretty durable, and they repair themselves pretty quickly. But, yeah... we should probably be careful with the Iskaulit. I'm sure we can find something towards the middle of the ship... and maybe find a way with someone who's got an engineering augment to shore up the walls enough to make them resistant to firearms.