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trainingwings2012-09-20 07:09 pm
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Player Name: Serey
Are you new?: Not new, but currently not in game
Character Name: Vastra
Character Fandom: Doctor Who
[Vastra hasn't been around Luceti very long, but she's been around long enough to know that this "draft" is something that's most likely right up her alley. Despite the fact that some of those being forced to go are mere children, and mammals who wouldn't last three minutes against their foe (whatever it is--Vastra is mostly certain that whatever it is, she can handle it).]
[Which meant that she couldn't rely on someone to watch her back. Jenny wasn't with her, nor was the Doctor or any of his friends. It had been some time since she had been so very on her own, but though she misses Jenny very much, she is ready. Mentally, at the very least.]
[Slowly, Vastra unsheathes one of her swords, and begins moving, very deliberately, through an advanced kendo kata. Her eyes closed and breathing steadily, she moves through the space of the forest clearing with absolute certainty. The movements are second nature, but it isn't in her nature to be cocky or shirk practice the eve before battle.]
Are you new?: Not new, but currently not in game
Character Name: Vastra
Character Fandom: Doctor Who
[Vastra hasn't been around Luceti very long, but she's been around long enough to know that this "draft" is something that's most likely right up her alley. Despite the fact that some of those being forced to go are mere children, and mammals who wouldn't last three minutes against their foe (whatever it is--Vastra is mostly certain that whatever it is, she can handle it).]
[Which meant that she couldn't rely on someone to watch her back. Jenny wasn't with her, nor was the Doctor or any of his friends. It had been some time since she had been so very on her own, but though she misses Jenny very much, she is ready. Mentally, at the very least.]
[Slowly, Vastra unsheathes one of her swords, and begins moving, very deliberately, through an advanced kendo kata. Her eyes closed and breathing steadily, she moves through the space of the forest clearing with absolute certainty. The movements are second nature, but it isn't in her nature to be cocky or shirk practice the eve before battle.]
what am i even doing, she's not even in the game
Sure, Jenny was trapped here. But there was more than enough space to run and certainly loads of people to help. Battles to fight, monsters to defeat. Overall, not such a bad place for a soldier.
When she stumbles across Vastra in the forest, she slows in her run to watch. The movements are clearly those of a trained warrior. Really brilliant to watch, if you ask her.
As soon as there's a pause in the kata, Jenny claps.] Oh, brilliant!
WELP, neither is Vastra! <333
Thank you. [She nods, slightly awkwardly, but Vastra knows how to be polite.] I'm bound for the draft, I did not think it would be prudent to go without some practice.
Fun times for both! <333
[Although it's said solemnly, the smile on her face remains friendly and bright. She walks closer, wanting a better a look at the sword.]
I didn't get drafted. [Jenny sounds almost disappointed by that.] And I tried to volunteer for some of the people who shouldn't be going, but they wouldn't let me.
Re: Fun times for both! <333
[She extends the sword, blunt side first, so it can be examined.] I don't believe you could hold a sword, much less swing one.
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Adjusting the weight of the sword in one hand, she taps at her head with the other.] Generation 5000 soldier. A sword like this? Easy.
[And just to prove her point, she smoothly runs through the kata the woman had been practicing moments ago.]
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Easy, is it? [She steps into the exercise and stops the sword's movement with her hand (which is gloved, she isn't that crazy) and holds it there.] Well no wonder you wanted to volunteer so badly. Might just win us the war all by yourself.
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...spoilsport.]
Maybe.
[It'd certainly make her dad proud.]
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When he comes to the clearing he stops, just at the edge of the treeline. He's been around long enough that he's seen a lot of pretty weird things. A lizard lady with a sword wasn't one of those things until today, but it isn't as crazy as it might have been a while before.
He leans against a nearby tree to watch as she moves through stances. He doesn't know the first thing about swords, but it doesn't take a lot to pick out skill and precision in the movement. It's really something else. When she comes to a stop, he nods a greeting.] 'Afternoon, ma'am. [His gaze flicks to the sword before he meets her eyes again.] You shipping out with us later or just trying to keep sharp?
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[Once she finishes the set, she straightens and watches her audience carefully. He's polite, though--unlike how some humans could be.]
Good afternoon. [After nodding, Vastra sheathes her sword. Usually best to carry on conversations without swords in hand.]
Both. I do not like not knowing who or what I am to be thrown at. [Vastra rests her arm on the guard of the sword and inclines her head at it.] This relaxes me.
I assume you are 'shipping out' as well, then?
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You and me both. Best you can do is keep working, and get to know the people who are gonna watch your back, I suppose. [He nods at her question.]
Sargent James Barnes, at your service. [He gives her a proper salute, but it's at odds with his posture and the easy grin on his face.] You're pretty impressive with that. You don't see a lot of people using swords anymore, where I'm from.
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[She shrugs easily, her hands never leaving her hip or the sword.] Where I am originally from, most did not use this weapon either. However perspectives change when little else is available. I don't suspect you would run at an enemy with an antique sword, much the same I would not run at an enemy with an antique firearm that requires reloading.
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[He folds his arms across his chest.] Got that right. Although I try not to run at the enemy in general. They'd make swiss cheese outta me, easy. [He tilts his head up a little, still calm and curious.] If you don't mind my asking, is there a war going on where you come from too, ma'am?
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There is always a war going on, somewhere. But some are too small in scale to be noticed.
I concern myself with those who prey on the innocent, in London. That is my small war.
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You're certainly not gonna run out of battles. [He gives her a wry smile.] I've been to London. Not your version of it, I suppose, but it's something.
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Have you now? [She actually smiles with teeth this time and assumes a less formal stance.] Well, I suspect it has changed much since the year 1888. Humans tend to do that--change things.
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I was deployed there for training. Got shipped out to Italy with a few of your boys. [She's English, whatever else she might be.] They were crazy... and they were good men.
I'm from 1942, but the history books don't mention anyone like you. [His expression is a mixture of curiosity and interest, and he lifts a hand to the back of his neck, an almost self-conscious gesture.] I'm not trying to be rude ma'am, but I've never seen anyone like you, period. Mind if I ask what you are?
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There are many names for 'what' I am. Homo reptilia is popular, psionosauropodomorpha is a little archaic. Most of time and space identifies myself and my sisters as 'Silurian', silurians plural.
We lived on what humans know as Earth long before the time of humans. We predicted that a large mass would strike the planet and cause planet-wide extinction and death. And so we put ourselves into prolonged hibernation deep underground.
[Vastra shrugs lightly, as though trying to shrug off the memory of her reawakening. It isn't one of her proudest.] Humans are curious and industrious. I was awoken when a group of tunnel diggers, beginning the underground system, happened upon a clutch. They were afraid, and killed most of my sisters.
[She takes a moment to set that aside.] Which left me. And I'm almost glad to hear that one woman with an 'unexplained skin condition' has not appeared in any books. My kind does not need any extra attention.
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She keeps speaking, and he knows what she's about to say a moment before she says killed most of my sisters. It's sad, but he's not surprised at all. Lizard people sound like something out of a bad dream.
He nods, when she finishes speaking.] I suppose you don't. [It would be the same story all over again.]
I'm sorry. About your sisters.