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Apr. 2nd, 2013 05:47 pm
unyieldingly: ("we're all too young to die!")
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Right, so... A bit of a water issue we're having.

[Which isn't said so cheekily since, after all, she was enjoying the opportunity to have someting like actual plumbing in this place, okay. Chamber pots are not cool. Omega has entirely spoiled her. But that's not the point.]

Until there's a more permanent fix...I can help out.

[She's been apprehensive about simply outing herself to too many people about her powers, but this is an emergency.]

Here. [She lifts a hand and there's a blue light surrounding it. Flinging her hand to the side, she casts at a bucket she's procured, freezing the space inside of it.] And just wait, I'm not done. [This time, she steps over to the bucket and casts fire, albeit carefully, until the ice has been melted into nothing but water.]

There. I can try to manage as much as is necessary, but I might get winded after a while. Emergencies come first [since some of you are amphibians and such] and then everything else after it.
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[Hawke's face comes into view briefly as she turns on the Omni-tool, though it's clear she's distracted with someone near her. Whoever it is, they seem to be whining and keening, and Hawke's trying to comfort her.]

Easy, easy. I have you.

[She turns her gaze back to the device.]

We have a bit of a problem down in the Zeta District, if you care to notice. Or have heard. Whichever. [She tosses her head briefly, that bit of hair resting between her eyes flopping to the side.] There are things down here trying to kill people. Not very nice of them, actually.

[The woman with Hawke starts up again and she turns her gaze to the side.]

A moment, please.

[The video feed goes dark as something bright and blue erupts in the background. It's less than five minutes later when Hawke turns the tool back on and she gives the video feed an odd look. The woman with her is quiet now, still there. She aims the tool in the direction of the adjutant near them, crumpled and destroyed by Hawke's magic.]

Could someone tell me what in the unholy Void those things are?


[ooc: 100% open to threadjacks and action threads! go nuts!]

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Feb. 20th, 2013 10:15 pm
tasteslikecoconut: (Sorry to leave)
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Sooooo who's got some palladium they'd like to give me? No reason. Just need it. Preferably like. I don't know. One point six grams or so. Not greedy.

Oh, and some scrap metal. Again, no reason.

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