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Actually, looking back I forgot I left a spot open in the thread, I can just throw it there! Nevermind!
Uhhh, sorry I guess I didn't clarify it, but I had a bit more post that happened before the start of the collab, would it be okay if I posted it/sent it to ADP to be edited in? xD
Hope it was okay I started an interaction with Stein, @Gowi. If you'd rather she be left alone for a bit just lemme know, no problems editing it out!
Otherwise Eli is also available for interactions if anyone's lookin' for stuff t'do o/
Otherwise Eli is also available for interactions if anyone's lookin' for stuff t'do o/
Eli stuck by the group for awhile, slowing when they entered the hangar. First she saw Blur, scanning it over at face-value, relieved that the damage had been repaired and even more, the upgrades seemed to be in place. She remembered the canon-backed NC, a scowl formed under her scarf; the next time she grabbed something, it would not be getting away. Secondly she noted the presence of the new NCs, satisfied that they all looked to be at least marginally capable of combat. She could only hope the pilots were equally up to the task.
When the tour brought them around to the barracks, Eli wordlessly branched off and made for her own designated room. If there was anything critical to be said in the tour, it would likely be repeated in briefing. For the time being however, she had more important matters to attend to.
"Lizzy!"
No sooner did she open the door was Vera leaping from the bed and latching onto her. Making sure it had first shut, Eli hugged her back, tousling the girl's shaggy hair.
"You've been breaking the room in I see," she said, glancing around at messy bed and clothes haphazardly hung up in the closet.
"It's great, way better than the last one! The bed's so comfy!" She broke from the embrace and threw herself onto the bed, bouncing from its springy nature. As Eli set her personal bag down, Vera rolled onto her stomach, legs kicking absently at the air. "So didja meet the other new pilots yet?"
Eli nodded, even if it was something of a half-truth. She'd exchanged words with Jan, which was more or less "meeting". Before she could give it too much thought, she caught the end of Vera's sentence a second time, and gave the girl a curious look. "Other?"
It was Vera's turn to nod. "Yup! One's been here for a bit already, I saw'er she's workin' on her own giant robot. Dunno her name tho', but you should go say hi! I bet she's been really lonely just doin' her own thing."
"Pilots have to work on their NC's now and again, I'm sure she's fine."
"Aw c'mon! She's really pretty!"
Eli cocked a brow at her, but couldn't help the smirk. She shed her overcoat, grabbed the tablet from her bag and started out. "I'm going to get something to eat, stay out of trouble, okay?"
Vera scrambled up, tying Eli's coat around her waist and plopping the ushanka back atop her head. She snaking around the older girl, then marched on down the hallway. "Fine then, I'll go talk to the new people and make friends instead!"
It took some restraint not to insist Vera not nose into the others' businesses, but more due to the fact that she had no idea what these other people were like. Percy was relatively harmless, and given the fact that he had a daughter, Eli doubted Vera would have any trouble around him, and Joe, while not the most lively, was nice enough she'd been told. However she had no idea how these new people might react to her, and though she was certain Vera would be safe, Jan and...whoever this other pilot was, were more or less wild cards.
Of course, Eli knew nothing she said would dissuade the girl from her adventures, so she just waved goodbye and made her way on to the cafeteria. The food was secondary really, she just wanted some time to settle and look over the technicals of what had been done to Blur. The repairs and additions had been handled by Volkov cost-wise, which was convenient if not confusing. In fact, the whole assisted migration had been strange. Why Volkov? Why Smith's Rest? Did it have something to do with that damned mystery NC? Every question she had came back to him, infuriating as it was, and the more she thought the later she realized she was mauling her food more than she was eating it.
With a deep breath she went about reviewing Blur's new statistics.
When the tour brought them around to the barracks, Eli wordlessly branched off and made for her own designated room. If there was anything critical to be said in the tour, it would likely be repeated in briefing. For the time being however, she had more important matters to attend to.
"Lizzy!"
No sooner did she open the door was Vera leaping from the bed and latching onto her. Making sure it had first shut, Eli hugged her back, tousling the girl's shaggy hair.
"You've been breaking the room in I see," she said, glancing around at messy bed and clothes haphazardly hung up in the closet.
"It's great, way better than the last one! The bed's so comfy!" She broke from the embrace and threw herself onto the bed, bouncing from its springy nature. As Eli set her personal bag down, Vera rolled onto her stomach, legs kicking absently at the air. "So didja meet the other new pilots yet?"
Eli nodded, even if it was something of a half-truth. She'd exchanged words with Jan, which was more or less "meeting". Before she could give it too much thought, she caught the end of Vera's sentence a second time, and gave the girl a curious look. "Other?"
It was Vera's turn to nod. "Yup! One's been here for a bit already, I saw'er she's workin' on her own giant robot. Dunno her name tho', but you should go say hi! I bet she's been really lonely just doin' her own thing."
"Pilots have to work on their NC's now and again, I'm sure she's fine."
"Aw c'mon! She's really pretty!"
Eli cocked a brow at her, but couldn't help the smirk. She shed her overcoat, grabbed the tablet from her bag and started out. "I'm going to get something to eat, stay out of trouble, okay?"
Vera scrambled up, tying Eli's coat around her waist and plopping the ushanka back atop her head. She snaking around the older girl, then marched on down the hallway. "Fine then, I'll go talk to the new people and make friends instead!"
It took some restraint not to insist Vera not nose into the others' businesses, but more due to the fact that she had no idea what these other people were like. Percy was relatively harmless, and given the fact that he had a daughter, Eli doubted Vera would have any trouble around him, and Joe, while not the most lively, was nice enough she'd been told. However she had no idea how these new people might react to her, and though she was certain Vera would be safe, Jan and...whoever this other pilot was, were more or less wild cards.
Of course, Eli knew nothing she said would dissuade the girl from her adventures, so she just waved goodbye and made her way on to the cafeteria. The food was secondary really, she just wanted some time to settle and look over the technicals of what had been done to Blur. The repairs and additions had been handled by Volkov cost-wise, which was convenient if not confusing. In fact, the whole assisted migration had been strange. Why Volkov? Why Smith's Rest? Did it have something to do with that damned mystery NC? Every question she had came back to him, infuriating as it was, and the more she thought the later she realized she was mauling her food more than she was eating it.
With a deep breath she went about reviewing Blur's new statistics.
Sorry for some of the redundant information/"LAST TIME ON" bits of the post, just figured since it's a new thread wouldn't hurt to have a basis set out.
Eli normally would have kept quiet. Last time they'd had a ride like this, she'd done her due diligence and given her side, however now it seemed like no one else was going to speak. Joe she wasn't surprised with, the man was more stone than flesh for all she knew, but Percy's silence came off as odd. Though she supposed she didn't know him well enough to really say, he did seem...off, on a thinner wire so to speak. The reasons didn't concern her, he was an adult and he could manage his own issues, she was sure, but it did leave the new-blood's question unanswered. Taking Joe and Percy's liberties, she addressed Jan.
"We're from Smith's Rest," she began, motioning to each of the others as she named them. Percy Moore, Joseph Verona, and my name is Eli."
Satisfied with her response, she settled back into her seat. Having to bridge conversational gaps wasn't her forte, nor was it something she enjoyed, but she figured it worked well enough.
Her thoughts returned to past battle, mulling over the mysterious NC "savior". The word left a sour twinge on her tongue and she hadn't even spoken it, she would not call some mercenary their hero. Were his combat skills impressive? Certainly. Did he assist in the protection of Smith's Rest? Of course. Did that make him anything more than a potential threat? No. The man, whoever he was, was dangerous, and the knowledge that they would encounter him again settled like a rock in her stomach. The more she thought about the fight, the way they'd all been taken down, how her heart leapt into her throat when Blur plummeted, the more her ambient memories turned bitter. Eli found herself, in the end, more frustrated with the mystery NC than angry with the attackers, not that she would ever voice it. Still unsure of where she stood with the Captain, she thought it best if, for the time being, she kept her actions strictly professional and by-orders.
So instead her thoughts went to Vera, returning to what was left of the Hangar to find the girl huddled and clutching the revolver had shaken Eli more than she'd ever admit. Of course, Vera had almost effortlessly bounced back, all smiles and pride by the time the migration began. It was likely the girl was either already at the new base of operations, or was preparing to leave for it, given her "assistant" status. At least at the end of the horridly cramped ride Eli could look forward to that.
Trying her best to keep her mind on lighter thoughts, Eli opted to spend the rest of the ride in relative silence.
"We're from Smith's Rest," she began, motioning to each of the others as she named them. Percy Moore, Joseph Verona, and my name is Eli."
Satisfied with her response, she settled back into her seat. Having to bridge conversational gaps wasn't her forte, nor was it something she enjoyed, but she figured it worked well enough.
Her thoughts returned to past battle, mulling over the mysterious NC "savior". The word left a sour twinge on her tongue and she hadn't even spoken it, she would not call some mercenary their hero. Were his combat skills impressive? Certainly. Did he assist in the protection of Smith's Rest? Of course. Did that make him anything more than a potential threat? No. The man, whoever he was, was dangerous, and the knowledge that they would encounter him again settled like a rock in her stomach. The more she thought about the fight, the way they'd all been taken down, how her heart leapt into her throat when Blur plummeted, the more her ambient memories turned bitter. Eli found herself, in the end, more frustrated with the mystery NC than angry with the attackers, not that she would ever voice it. Still unsure of where she stood with the Captain, she thought it best if, for the time being, she kept her actions strictly professional and by-orders.
So instead her thoughts went to Vera, returning to what was left of the Hangar to find the girl huddled and clutching the revolver had shaken Eli more than she'd ever admit. Of course, Vera had almost effortlessly bounced back, all smiles and pride by the time the migration began. It was likely the girl was either already at the new base of operations, or was preparing to leave for it, given her "assistant" status. At least at the end of the horridly cramped ride Eli could look forward to that.
Trying her best to keep her mind on lighter thoughts, Eli opted to spend the rest of the ride in relative silence.
@Gowi possibly welcome aboard! o/
The first thing Willo heard was Lazarus barking her name, after which she quickly saw Aelar on the ground, Ramone helping him out, and her mentor squaring off against two shady-looking dudes. For a brief moment she stood still, processing, but ultimately Laz had been right, it wasn't very hard to deduce what was going on.
She dashes towards the assailants, trying to decide which one she should focus. The older fellow had a nifty old Switch, and was probably handy with it, while the younger guy held on to something that looked more like a catalyst for spells than a proper sword. Then of course she had to take her mentor into account, and considering she had no idea how he fought, that was tough to do. She could close the gap to the spell-slinger with relative ease, but then would Laz be able to handle the gunblade wielder? If she went for the older man, could he deal with the range of the younger?
In the end, she chose to let Laz decide. Willo yanked Cinderwill from its sheath and cranked its handle, extending it to staff-length and shooting the blade down like an ax's. The new height made striking the base of the handle against the ground much easier, and as she darted in between the two men, the blade had heated well.
"Pick your poison!" she called to her mentor. Then, pivoting on her heel and torquing her body around, she swung the heated ax in a wide circle around her, aiming not explicitly to injure, but more to separate the two assailants from each other.
She dashes towards the assailants, trying to decide which one she should focus. The older fellow had a nifty old Switch, and was probably handy with it, while the younger guy held on to something that looked more like a catalyst for spells than a proper sword. Then of course she had to take her mentor into account, and considering she had no idea how he fought, that was tough to do. She could close the gap to the spell-slinger with relative ease, but then would Laz be able to handle the gunblade wielder? If she went for the older man, could he deal with the range of the younger?
In the end, she chose to let Laz decide. Willo yanked Cinderwill from its sheath and cranked its handle, extending it to staff-length and shooting the blade down like an ax's. The new height made striking the base of the handle against the ground much easier, and as she darted in between the two men, the blade had heated well.
"Pick your poison!" she called to her mentor. Then, pivoting on her heel and torquing her body around, she swung the heated ax in a wide circle around her, aiming not explicitly to injure, but more to separate the two assailants from each other.
@NanoFreakV2 I'm alright with it, you all said you were planning on uniting the groups anyhow, yeh?
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