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

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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taylorwade
2009-05-14 02:12 pm UTC (link)

If Robin knew that she thought she could take him in hand to hand combat, he would have been mortified. Of course, it was probably true. Even Marian had nearly taken him once. But he was still a man, and had a man's pride in not being the weaker sex. Robin was better with his bow, but he could fight with a sword, too. Many a man had misjudged his skill and lost his life because of it. If Torin ever got the jump on him, he'd only lose because he'd be too shocked to defend himself.

He saw her surprise when she looked at the book. The key she hardly gave a second glance, but the book seem to intrigue her. She picked it up with such delicacy he had to wonder if they had these where she came from. But who didn't have books?

"It doesn't really do anything. You write in it. It's for your thoughts. It's also a means of communication with the rest of the city. Anything you write in there, unless you mark it private, can be read by the others." He took the book from her gently and flipped back to the beginning so that she could see what was written there. "See, here?" He pointed out the various entries and their respective comments by others. He handed it back to her.

He peered at her key and nodded to affirm her guess. "Would you like me to show you where it is?"

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gunnykerr
2009-05-14 02:26 pm UTC (link)

Torin scanned the writing, her eyes widening as she realized there were indeed back and forth conversations. But books were static forms of information, which was part of why everyone pretty much used electronic formats nowadays.

"Im..." she cut herself off. Obviously it wasn't impossible, because here it was. She wasn't one to doubt the evidence of her own eyes. "Never mind. Yes, if you could show me it would be a big help. It's been a long day already" And it was still relatively morning for her. Ah, just another day in the Corps.

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