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gunnykerr ([info]gunnykerr) wrote in [info]labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-04-20 08:01:00

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Entry tags:arrival, complete, day seven, robin of locksley, torin kerr

-Who: Torin Kerr and OTA
-What: Arrival!
-When: Morning, day 7
-Where: Near the city limits, on the far side from the Labyrinth
-Status: Complete
-Rating: R, for language.


Torin sighed and pulled another pouch of beer from her allotment. Tomorrow would start the first round of briefings and talks with gods only know who the Confederation thought should know about the whole Silsviss thing. It would be military first, of course, but she had no doubt that there would be civilian briefings as well. And since she was apparently the only 'expert' they had on their new allies... Endless briefings when she should be with her platoon. But such was the way of the world. She rubbed absently at her jaw, still feeling sore from the installation of her new implant. Nothing quite like having your jaw cracked open to make you sore for weeks.

She finished her beer and tossed the pouch in the recycler as she stood. General Morris had oh-so-kindly told her to take the day getting settled in, but she was a combat Marine, and she certainly didn't need a full day to settle into was was essentially safe territory. But sitting in her room wasn't going to help anything. While she doubted Ventris Station had changed that much since the last time she'd been here, looking around would at least help kill the boredom. She grabbed her slate, and clipped it to her belt just in case anyone who didn't have her implant codes needed her.

She noticed something was wrong the moment she stepped outside the door. This was most definitely not Ventris station. She glanced back over her shoulder, and somehow wasn't really surprised to find the door had disappeared.

"Fuk it" she snarled, her hand drifting towards the knife in her boot. She tounged her implant, but got nothing, not even static. She wanted to be surprised. She wished she could be surprised. But this was just the kind of thing that seemed to be happening to her.



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[info]taylorwade
2009-05-14 11:51 am UTC (link)
Robin allowed a small hint of a smile to touch his lips. The woman, for he was certain now that she was indeed a woman despite the manner of her dress, was indignant. He had been, too. At first. Now, there just didn't seem a point to it. It was clear that after a week here, he was not going anywhere anytime soon. He hadn't yet challenged the Labyrinth, but he would soon. He was sure of it.

"Yes, food and clothing are also provided." He watched her head away from him and hesitated for a moment before following her. He wasn't exactly sure that he wanted to keep her company. She wasn't in the best of moods, after all. He jogged to catch up, but kept several feet of distance between them.

"If you'll allow me, I'll show you where you can find your key and journal and then I'll let you be to find your room and other things on your own." He didn't want to be where he wasn't wanted, and he was pretty sure she wanted to be alone at the moment. Who wouldn't? There needed to be time to catalogue and think about the new situation at hand.

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[info]gunnykerr
2009-05-14 12:19 pm UTC (link)
Torin kicked herself mentally. Strange place, unknown dangers... There was no need to blow off the only possible source of information. The man wasn't a hostile, and he was a fair sight more polite than some.

"Forgive me" she said, a bit grudgingly. "I seem to have been finding myself in one crazy situation after another these days." She slowed down to let him catch up. "I would appreciate the guide."

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