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outsiders2013-04-27 11:09 am
squanderlust) wrote in outsiders2013-04-27 11:09 am
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001 ➛ audio
If this magic works the way it was described, somebody should be able to hear me right now. [though the voice of the young lady that's coming through sounds incredibly skeptical about this entire endeavor.] If you can, and you can actually understand me, I want you to tell me whether 8,000 "creds" is a lot of money around here, and what I can do to get it. I can't believe your merchants don't take something as simple as gold for war supplies.
[there's ambient noise for a while, and some confused sounds from somebody who has obviously never seen, much less used, an omni-tool before. eventually she groans in exasperation.]
My sword's been stolen from me and you expect me to do repairs to survive. This is entirely unacceptable.
[there's ambient noise for a while, and some confused sounds from somebody who has obviously never seen, much less used, an omni-tool before. eventually she groans in exasperation.]
My sword's been stolen from me and you expect me to do repairs to survive. This is entirely unacceptable.
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[ They're at a respectable distance from the dumpster and any people who might happen by. York takes a couple of steps ahead of Severa, disengages the safety, and with apparent ease, lifts the pistol and fires a few shots into the dumpster. They ring out loud, the bullets burying themselves in the already much-dented metal, and with years of military training and special ops experience, she makes it look easy. York glances back at Severa with a grin. ]
So was that what you were expecting?
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Gods! That sounds terrible!
[she's a little louder than she wants to be, but her ears are still ringing, too. worse yet is how used to this sort of thing everyone in the area seems to be. yeah, she can tell how this would beat a sword in a fight.]
You use those regularly?
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York looks back at Severa and gives her a lopsided grin, reloading her pistol. ]
Every day, used to be. Everybody around here uses guns. I told you, there's a lot more to 'em than you can see at first glance. But if you learn how to use 'em right and you practice, the noise isn't so bad after a while.
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[she is kind of shell shocked—well, literally, if she knew the phrase—so she'll need to take a moment more to collect her thoughts. she tests the ringing by putting her hands over her ears a few times; once it hits an acceptable level and she feels comfortable talking, she does so.]
Is that really the only proper way to defend yourself around here?
[wouldn't be the end of the world if it were. she could always learn. she just needs to get over what seems to be an initial fear of something that deadly.]
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Pretty much. That and a proper suit of armor. I'm sure what you've got is good for swords and all, but bullets'll tear through that in no time. And since everybody here wears armor with shielding, your sword isn't gonna do you much good. Hate to break it to you, kiddo, but this place isn't exactly the friendliest neighborhood in the galaxy.
[ She looks Severa over, as if sizing her up. She's smaller than York, sure, but the nice thing about guns is that size doesn't always matter. ]
You know how to do anything besides swing that sword around?
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[well, no, not really, she realizes. her other skills also involve bladed weapons. but she taught herself those, and even a tiny little dagger was scary when she first started out. it's just pointing and shooting, and also doing something to protect your ears.]
I can figure out other things. [she looks towards York's holster.] Like that. It really doesn't look hard.
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Hey, I bet after a few lessons, you'll pick it up. But I meant stuff besides weapons and fighting, kiddo. Being able to defend yourself is just step one here. If you wanna survive, you're gonna have to find a way to make money here. You got any skills outside of combat? I mean anything.
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My father taught me how to pick locks, but I haven't seen a single lock around here that even resembles what I'm used to.
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Your dad sounds like my kinda guy. Y'know, I could teach you about that, too. If you wanted.
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Very well. I'll let you show me how these new locks work.
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Hey, eager to learn, and cute to boot. I'd be happy to teach you, kiddo. I mean, so long's you've got the patience. I know my stuff, but I get the feeling this is all pretty new to you.
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even if you're totally talking out your ass ]
Yeah, you are. I like you, Severa. I'm gonna send you the location of my place, you come on by when you're ready for a few lessons. I'll get you set up with a gun and a few lessons, and... [ She looks Severa over one more time, grinning a little ruefully. ] Guess I'll have to start teachin' you about computers.
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All right, fine. I'll let you teach me about some of these things. There's no sense letting my skills go to waste. [she matches York's earlier smile, the one with less rue in it, and holds herself back from mumbling something about how scary technology is.]
But I don't think I have time right now. I have to meet with someone named Starscream about lodging. At least York is a normal name.