Commander Shepard (
risingshepard) wrote2012-07-12 09:40 am
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1 Pissed Off Reaper [Action/Voice]
[Alright, let's review: One, she was supposed to be in her cabin waiting for the ship to arrive at the Derelict, two, she's not supposed to have a blaring headache crunching her skull, and three, she's not supposed to be feeling like complete crap barring said headache. So, Luceti, here's her question: why has she been unceremoniously dumped into a forest that doesn't even look like Pragia's greenery, and why does she have a sundress on? She would really, really, really like to know. Sure doesn't help that the familiar, cool feeling of her room is gone and replaced with the humidity of the forest. It wakes her right up when she gets over her initial physical screwball.
There's a slight groan before she starts sitting up.] ...Feels like I just downed a glass of ryncol...what the hell happened...?
[It doesn't take her long to actually stand up, either. Those synthetic parts are a lifesaver, even if she didn't ask for them; when her eyes focus, though, she finds herself staring at her surroundings. ...Alright...where the hell was she?] ...Pragia? No, it couldn't be. [There's too little greenery compared to that forest planet, and none of it's clinging onto any buildings...so where does that put her? Earth? One of the colonies? She's not sure. As with the other discoveries, very little time passes before she finds red wings stuck on her back -- it's as if the Illusive Jackass wanted to screw around with her even more. <_< There's not a peep from her for a while before she starts restraining the urge to shoot something -- like she could, without her trusty pistol...
But something else catches her eye and makes her curiosity resurface -- the journal with her name, and her clothing sitting there right next to it. Not realizing that it can transmit her voice just yet, she picks it up and stares at it.] This looks pretty old-fashioned...why would anyone use this?
[Oh, if only you knew. Feel free to chime in while she inspects it -- it'll be a nice surprise. :P]
There's a slight groan before she starts sitting up.] ...Feels like I just downed a glass of ryncol...what the hell happened...?
[It doesn't take her long to actually stand up, either. Those synthetic parts are a lifesaver, even if she didn't ask for them; when her eyes focus, though, she finds herself staring at her surroundings. ...Alright...where the hell was she?] ...Pragia? No, it couldn't be. [There's too little greenery compared to that forest planet, and none of it's clinging onto any buildings...so where does that put her? Earth? One of the colonies? She's not sure. As with the other discoveries, very little time passes before she finds red wings stuck on her back -- it's as if the Illusive Jackass wanted to screw around with her even more. <_< There's not a peep from her for a while before she starts restraining the urge to shoot something -- like she could, without her trusty pistol...
But something else catches her eye and makes her curiosity resurface -- the journal with her name, and her clothing sitting there right next to it. Not realizing that it can transmit her voice just yet, she picks it up and stares at it.] This looks pretty old-fashioned...why would anyone use this?
[Oh, if only you knew. Feel free to chime in while she inspects it -- it'll be a nice surprise. :P]
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Stuck sitting in the forest. [She gives him a quick view of her surroundings before returning it to her face. So, Luke? Does that look familiar enough a place for you to work with?]
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[A whistle and beep may be heard off screen before the journal closes and Luke's on his way]
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[Action] Skipping to the fun part!
Commander Shepard, I presume? Its nice to meet you. This little guy is R2D2, an Astromech droid from home.
[Action] Yay, fun. :P Also, you got an invite from me waiting on Plurk XD;
[Action] saw it!
This little guy? He does a little bit of everything. His original function was to interface with a ship's hyperdrive and act as a navicomputer, as well as take care of computing and onboard repairs for starfighters. But over the years he's developed quite the feisty personality, and he's a quick learner.
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[Turning away, he offers a salute]
Still, its nice to meet you. Why don't we get you into town, Commander? You're lucky your clothes show up here.
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I've been waiting for someone to do that all morning. [A small chuckle, and a cross of her arms as she goes.]
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I brought food, its usually best to get something in your system when you can after landing.
Had time to read through some of the guidebook yet?
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[Leading the way...]
Tell me, are you a starship commander, or a naval one?
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Starship. The Normandy's the vessel I serve on. Any reason for the question?
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[He indicates his lightsabers]
What does the Normandy do? Is it a military ship? A freighter?
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As for the Normandy, it's a military ship. It used to be for stealth, but after the upgrades I had it outfitted with? Not so much.
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And your mission?
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My mission...before I get onto that, here's something you should know first: people back home tend to look to me if they need a normally unfixable situation resolved. My most recent assignment? Beating the hell out of the Collectors. It's not easy. [The last one has that deadpan note she's been using for quite some time now. Clearly, she was understating how bad it was.]
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[Luke pauses for a moment and stops]
You mean the Force?
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...Something like that? Not sure what this 'Force' is, but it sure looks similar to biotics.
[If she had her pistol, she'd demo the ability she's proficient in at the moment. But alas. :|] Think 'telekinesis' and you'd get the gist of what they could do.
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That's my lightsaber, the weapon of a Jedi. Be careful, it can cut through anything short of special minerals. And, who are the Collectors?
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They're a threat back home. Few ever see them, but I've already skirmished against them twice. [Her expression turns bitter. If that isn't enough, Luke's senses may pick up on some lingering contempt towards those freaks.] They've already abducted entire colonies of humans, and I wasn't able to put a dent in them until recently. I don't know what they're gathering them for, but they messed with the wrong people.
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So it does a lot more than tossing people around. I'm a little envious. [Only not really--she's just being a silly goose, now. XD]
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