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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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[But the trouble they're in for doesn't seem entirely like Kirkwall trouble. Sure, there are mercenaries and slavers, and they'll need to scrape their way through, but Kirkwall was just any other city.
Omega isn't like that. Hawke can tell just from looking at it.
She shrugs and gives her a nod, stepping away so they can start walking. They have to go somewhere, after all.]
I don't know. I've been told that we need...a chit? Something like that. And I'm not so eager to bare my chest to whatever some of these people are.
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[she's fake pouting. honestly, she could use a new set of clothes, but the upgrades to her wardrobe were all she ever really needed. if she got a new outfit, it would be on her own terms.
not from Hawke's charity, as much as she liked her friend.
she doesn't follow Hawke, but instead takes up a spot next to her as they walk, legs still feeling sluggish from the journey.]
A chit. [the way she says it makes it sound like something dirty.] Perhaps they call their coin differently here, like royals instead of sovereigns.
And I have enough chest to spare for both of us. Might as well be of some help to pay you back after all these years.
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[Which isn't a problem until Isabela starts asking if she needs a bath. Then Hawke has to wonder...
She gives her a sideways look and a smile.]
Yes, a chit. I haven't seen one yet, so I'm hoping if I just flash a sovereign, they won't think twice.
[Hawke snorts.]
You don't need to pay me back. Besides, it's not like I keep the loot from our escapades. [Just the weird shit that no one else wants.]
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[BUT FLIRTATIONS ASIDE THEY HAVE MORE IMPORTANT THINGS TO ATTEND TO.
LIKE MONEY ah yes money.]
Good. Because I wasn't planning on paying you back. Just a formality.
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You caught me. It really was just an attempt to see you naked, honestly.
[The 'once more' is a little...surprising, but she doesn't remark on it for the time being.]
Then why even offer?