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Tweak says, "Hello, pumpkin!"

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 02:37 pm UTC (link)

Robin smiled gently at her. She seemed even more taken aback at the idea of people having back and forth conversations within a bound book of paper sheets than she was by the book itself. He knew it was disconcerting. It was for him, too, at first. He came from a time of parchment and scrolls, not bound books. Especially not bound books that magically had writing in them. Although, magic was more plausible to him than it was to her, perhaps.

"I would be happy to." He pushed the doors to the main building open and looked around for a moment, gaining his bearings. It still turned him around sometimes to be in this strange place. He headed for one of the dorms and pointed to the large A that adorned the top of the entrance. "You'll be on the lower level, down the hall." He held the door for her. "I'll leave you here, unless I can provide some other assistance?"

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	gunnykerr 2009-05-14 02:52 pm UTC (link)
	Torin snorted slightly at Robin's last comment. "I think I can find my own room." This place at least didn't seem to enjoy rearranging things like Big Yellow had. "Thank you" she said almost as an afterthought. He had been helpful. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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