Hawlin

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

Due to popular request, I will endeavor to make it more clear of the separation between first and third person. Probably by using the font color I originally used for Kaite's journal entry with normal white being used for anything he actually says within it. I apologize for any confusion.

Addendum

Also, I will not be editing old posts to conform to this because it sounds like work. I may, later. Not today, though. "\o3o/"

Demons & Dragons [Dragon tribe roleplay - Arc 2]

Decided to fall back on..."classic methods"...for inspiration. *Stirs vodka into V8* I DID A POST, GAIZ! :U

Demons & Dragons [Dragon tribe roleplay - Arc 2]

Keepa's expression seemed to sour as they heard Azous speak about their complete detachment, silently judging them. However, he was curious how gravity was still able effect the demon and, on that note, how he didn't simply slip through the ground and into who knows. He supposed it wasn't worth pursuing, as questions about where Keepa's body went when he transformed and how his clothes manage to keep themselves together. Imagining it was a long and arduous exposition which would fall back on a pinch of magic, he left it where it was, far more interested in the shapeshift. ~~~~~ Like night to day, it was like I was addressed by a completely different person. Actually, if it was like what my nameless associate had mentioned, then this was in fact a different person...One deliciously replete with time. Oh, my. Getting ahead of myself. First impressions are everything And like day to night, the game was back on; "Hmhm~ Charmed, to start. I am unsure if you are aware of my name, your other self seems the type not to be bothered with such details~" I start, softening my demeanor for the breath of fresh air which I considered my newest associate. Checking my watches to make sure they worked, unsure of the care they were given since synchronization apparently wasn't a priority. "I am...hm~ Well, 'Keepa' will suffice for now" I begin, introducing myself with a formal curtsey with the length of my robe, a gesture which could be mistaken as a bow, before looking over the motionless guard. "I only hope I did not hit him too hard" my comment came with a shred of genuine concern; it would be unfortunate if he woke up...and explained how 'a girl half his size' took him down with a single kickboxing reversal? What am I worried about? I'm not some throat-stomper like what's come to be expected of my kind...the ill-tempered oaf down the street did well to enforce that stigma, himself, tenfold. Come to think of it, it sure had quieted down. The prospect of a returned faction of hunters taking down such a beast was unsettling. I was not going back... "I apologize, as I am not entirely certain what to do, next; I have a new pair of watches and am free...I was not expecting or ready for company, otherwise I would have dressed for the occasion~" I chirp with a light chuckle, stepping over the guard and claiming his backup dagger with a tendril, pulling it into my shell for safe keeping. You never know in this day and age~

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

My 'to do' list keeps growing. :T *note: cite and catalogue shipment of weapon tech* -But really, I'm going to wait a bit before posting again.

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

Stowaway robots? *brushes hands, dismissively* Nope, not getting paid enough...do I even get paid?

Demons & Dragons [Dragon tribe roleplay - Arc 2]

I'm not entierly sure what demons are supposed to be doing. It makes it difficult to get much more than 4 sentences of a post. I mean, I'm sure its as simple as 'faff around', but...idk. How are the dragons doing?

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

Yeah, "Katherine" from navigations is just an NPC that I'm probably only going to do that kind of post for, once. It was a silly thing with "lol, Kate! Right?" Sorta humor. I can see how it'd get confusing. Changed their name in the post. I don't entirely remember writing that post, but that's kinda the case with half of them. :T I feel it could have been better, in general.

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

Oh, jeez, well I hope everything ends up alright. Take all the time you need.

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

The ship left port, but if Shining is k with it, you could be part of the crew or just skip the boarding process... Or be another stowaway... *brandishes baton* I'd say toss up a cs.

Transcendent: Darkness Rising (A Sci-Fi Roleplay)

Kaite's checks were hastened, eager to fill his new position. He went about it all as best as he could while giving a 'shotgun tour', doing his best to avoid stairs or ladder sections which lead down to areas which he guessed were beyond her clearance, anyway. On that note, he didn't entirely know her rank on the ship, though...

~~~~~

Ugh...a recommendation from Kathrine? What did she want with me and Achieng of Chima? If she read their file, they'd see the problem. There was no sweet talking me...for what, I do not entirely understand.
Frankly I am...hrm...Tch, the thought. I mean, I...I-...there is...so much that I do not understand. Looking over the note as it messily paged the top corner of my left lens of my glasses...well...

No...
I have felt more lonely.
And I will never forget it, no matter how badly they would wish, otherwise!
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Kaite glanced back at Achieng as they lead them to the bridge, their expression narrowing in a skeptical manner. "Ent here vee haf zeh bridge" They said in a half cheerful tone which sounded fairly artificial. The swing in their emotion having occurred at just about the moment when the door opened to the bridge.

Katherine from navigations...with the information she had on Achieng as well as experience with Kaite as well as herself, she was concerned with his rapid decline in the last few weeks leading up to the last jump. His behavior being keyed to textbook definitions of depression. Katherine had pulled for Achieng from the moment of reading their application, slightly aware of suspicion surrounding Kaite's fixation on aquatic creatures, figuring he could benefit from someone to talk to.

"As cold as he may be..." She mused, finishing a small entry in her log as the door opened and...

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I looked out over the people at their terminals, fingers folded behind my back as I descended the three steps to the main floor, crossing past the captain who I offered a bow to; whom I was sworn to repeat such arduous rituals before.

Assuming the attractive consultant would be able to manage themselves while I tended to business, I scanned myself in. Of course, there was nothing for me to actually be there for; punctuality sharpens the conceptualized personality.

I would die to please.
~~~~~

After a few clicks, Kaite looked up from his terminal, wishing to confirm what he had just read on his end. His ears twitched and flattened against his head as he looked up at the craft through the shielded windows. The answer was a soundlessly resounding 'NO'. Hiding behind his terminal, he did what he could in regards to weapon specs which had been disabled on a hot reading scenario, unable to target allies...not like he had even tried. Prey knows when it is among its greater.
Kaite was left speechless as he simply watched the readings and the floating mass which slowly drifted by the window.

(color snafu)