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outsiderslogs2013-02-02 03:21 pm
ceoqueen) wrote in outsiderslogs2013-02-02 03:21 pm
Entry tags:
- !intro log,
- agent carolina | cr au,
- agent south dakota | cr au,
- agent washington | cr au,
- agent york | cr au,
- alistair,
- america,
- arthur | cr au,
- canada | au,
- commander james shepard,
- commander raquel shepard,
- conner kent,
- dave strider,
- dirk strider,
- dun xiahou,
- flash thompson,
- garrus vakarian,
- ino yamanaka | cr au,
- isabela,
- jack | cr au,
- julian sark,
- kaidan alenko,
- liara t'soni,
- maeby funke,
- marian hawke,
- mordin solus,
- morrigan,
- naruto uzumaki,
- peter petrelli,
- randolph lyall,
- shea | oc,
- solona amell,
- steve rogers,
- thane krios,
- tim drake,
- tony foster,
- tony stark
intro log
who. everyone!
what. entering omega.
where. landing pads
when. today
warnings. none for now
You’re not sure how it happened.
A minute ago, you had somewhere to go, someplace to be. Maybe something important to do, or maybe you were just going out to buy groceries. Whatever it was, it doesn’t matter anymore.
You’re in some kind of transport -- a shuttle, given the turbulence and the sounds outside. You’re surrounded by strangers, some of whom might not even be the same species you are. There’s no point in asking. They don’t know how they got here either. The cockpit’s blocked off, like someone forgot to put in a door, and not even a glance at your omni-tool -- a holographic interface accessible by merely tapping the sensor on your left arm -- is any help.
You’ve only got a minute or so before the shuttle starts descending. There aren’t any windows -- this doesn’t look like a shuttle meant for long trips. When it finally touches down, the doors open automatically.
Before you are landing pads, abandoned equipment scattered about. There are other shuttles landing, and whether you like it or not, you’re going to have to get off before yours dumps you out the door. Turn around, and you’re met with a hazy skyline, only half the buildings seem to be coming from above.
Welcome to Omega.
ooc notes
You’re free to expand past the landing area, but please start all threads here. Please remember that your character will not have housing until Aria makes a post granting it; it’ll be onoutsiders and linked here when it goes up.
what. entering omega.
where. landing pads
when. today
warnings. none for now
You’re not sure how it happened.
A minute ago, you had somewhere to go, someplace to be. Maybe something important to do, or maybe you were just going out to buy groceries. Whatever it was, it doesn’t matter anymore.
You’re in some kind of transport -- a shuttle, given the turbulence and the sounds outside. You’re surrounded by strangers, some of whom might not even be the same species you are. There’s no point in asking. They don’t know how they got here either. The cockpit’s blocked off, like someone forgot to put in a door, and not even a glance at your omni-tool -- a holographic interface accessible by merely tapping the sensor on your left arm -- is any help.
You’ve only got a minute or so before the shuttle starts descending. There aren’t any windows -- this doesn’t look like a shuttle meant for long trips. When it finally touches down, the doors open automatically.
Before you are landing pads, abandoned equipment scattered about. There are other shuttles landing, and whether you like it or not, you’re going to have to get off before yours dumps you out the door. Turn around, and you’re met with a hazy skyline, only half the buildings seem to be coming from above.
Welcome to Omega.
ooc notes
You’re free to expand past the landing area, but please start all threads here. Please remember that your character will not have housing until Aria makes a post granting it; it’ll be on
outsiders and linked here when it goes up.
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[ ...which he's now one of, Wash realizes, but there's not much he can do about that. It's something he's come to accept, over time, along with a lot of other things.
Maybe he's getting old.
Anything else he has to say is completely thrown out of his head at that suggestion, though, and Wash instinctively tugs the carrier closer. ]
What? Are you crazy? I'm not going to-- I wouldn't eat a cat! No one would!
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Or, you know, one that isn't issued by the Eclipse.
Back to this incredibly fidgety man in blue armour, Keelan is tilting her head slightly at his outburst by her mere suggestion, if she was not wearing her helmet he could probably see that her eyebrows are really high up raised. ]
You really aren't from around here, are you? [ Which, all things considered, is not the weirdest thing she has encountered, someone from not around here. That is to say, she isn't from this time, so having someone that isn't from neither this time nor space doesn't sound so far-fetched. She points at the cat carrier. ] If you don't want to prove me right, I'd be careful with that.
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[ Wash wraps an arm around the carrier, careful not to jostle Rainier, and makes a face behind his visor, not that it does much. ]
I'm not letting anything near her.
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Watch out for the vorcha then.
[ She's pretty sure that, if he has a wallet, it's going to get stolen in a matter of seconds. The carrier might be next. ]
Put a bell on it.
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[ Answer: probably not. Wash sighs and looks down at the carrier, lips twisting. ]
Yeah, I guess I should. Thanks.
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[ She waves her hand dismissively.
She gives that cat about a week. ]
If you're not a Blue Sun, where did you get that armour? [ Guns and gear, she enjoys that. ]
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[ So: stay away. He can do that. He's already seen a couple of aliens he doesn't want to tangle with at all, and until he can get his bearings he's fine with staying under the radar. ]
...Long story. Got it back home.