Just Another Day

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1. [It wasn't every day that you found Dita in the library, but there she was watching old tapes and reading up on world history. Lately she had been finding herself inspired to learn more about the world they were at, and she was watching a documentary, specifically Kamen Rider Faiz. She winced as a tendril shot through the poor man on screen.]

Ooogh, painful looking.


2. [There's Dita in the gym, practicing magic. She's trying to make it move in differen ways, trailing a ribbon of magical power around. She's been at it for a while, considering the half-eaten meal on the bench and her fingers glowed with trickles of pexis-green light.]

Just about got it. Now if only I can make it shoot...


3. [Sporting a camera, Dita is photographing the area around her, poking her head into different locations of the ship and taking a snapshot of them digitally. She might run into you at any given time.]

Just Another Day

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1. [It wasn't every day that you found Dita in the library, but there she was watching old tapes and reading up on world history. Lately she had been finding herself inspired to learn more about the world they were at, and she was watching a documentary, specifically Kamen Rider Faiz. She winced as a tendril shot through the poor man on screen.]

Ooogh, painful looking.


2. [There's Dita in the gym, practicing magic. She's trying to make it move in differen ways, trailing a ribbon of magical power around. She's been at it for a while, considering the half-eaten meal on the bench and her fingers glowed with trickles of pexis-green light.]

Just about got it. Now if only I can make it shoot...


3. [Sporting a camera, Dita is photographing the area around her, poking her head into different locations of the ship and taking a snapshot of them digitally. She might run into you at any given time.]

Dojo Challenger

[hobo_lantern]

*This day started as any normal day. And you thought this would end as well as any.

But when you enter the gym for whatever reason you see Herb sitting crosslegged there, holding a stick with a huge banner besides him.*

I'm challenging this dojo.

Yes, I mean you! Fight me if you want to regain the use of this dojo!

(Fight thread! feel free to fight herb or just watch. You can click his name to visit his profile in his journal to get the feeling of his on-foot power level.

Oh, and I don't mind having herb beat up, in fact that's one of the few reasons of this thread)

Dojo Challenger

[hobo_lantern]

*This day started as any normal day. And you thought this would end as well as any.

But when you enter the gym for whatever reason you see Herb sitting crosslegged there, holding a stick with a huge banner besides him.*

I'm challenging this dojo.

Yes, I mean you! Fight me if you want to regain the use of this dojo!

(Fight thread! feel free to fight herb or just watch. You can click his name to visit his profile in his journal to get the feeling of his on-foot power level.

Oh, and I don't mind having herb beat up, in fact that's one of the few reasons of this thread)

1st junk sale | [Action]

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[So, for those who were wondering what happened to the newest thief after such a dazzling battle with those Riders, he is in the medbay of the White Chalice, surprisingly awake now after several hours knocked out. Currently, he is just tugging at the handcuffs that are linking him to the bed in desperation, growling. Eventually though, he does stop, but to take a breather.]

Okay, is this really necessary? It's not like I was the one who intentionally smashed the Dijeh! [Or in the mobile suits case: sliced to ribbons and barely even functioning.]

1st junk sale | [Action]

[judau-ashta.livejournal.com]

[So, for those who were wondering what happened to the newest thief after such a dazzling battle with those Riders, he is in the medbay of the White Chalice, surprisingly awake now after several hours knocked out. Currently, he is just tugging at the handcuffs that are linking him to the bed in desperation, growling. Eventually though, he does stop, but to take a breather.]

Okay, is this really necessary? It's not like I was the one who intentionally smashed the Dijeh! [Or in the mobile suits case: sliced to ribbons and barely even functioning.]

After the battle

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[Ren had checked himself out of Medical when he got himself patched up--mostly bandages on his arms, legs, and back from all the attacks he'd taken before his henshin. And now, he found a quiet place to be alone--or so he thought anyway.

He'd had to push it to the back of his mind during the battle, but now he had to deal with the reality that his successor had been killed, leaving him to retake the Knight deck. Even when he'd tried to give it back, Ryuki hadn't taken it--just gone on about how they were going to try to live up to their original counterparts.

He sighed as he looked at the deck. Not only did he feel grief for someone he didn't even know, but now he knew just how much others saw him and the other Riders he'd fought with as heroes. When they weren't. They'd just had their own reasons to fight, and that was it. Ayame's description of them as "less than model citizens" was kind. Even now, all he just wanted was for his mission to be over so he could go home.

He wasn't paying attention if anyone was walking by. His thoughts were just too heavy to ignore.]

After the battle

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[Ren had checked himself out of Medical when he got himself patched up--mostly bandages on his arms, legs, and back from all the attacks he'd taken before his henshin. And now, he found a quiet place to be alone--or so he thought anyway.

He'd had to push it to the back of his mind during the battle, but now he had to deal with the reality that his successor had been killed, leaving him to retake the Knight deck. Even when he'd tried to give it back, Ryuki hadn't taken it--just gone on about how they were going to try to live up to their original counterparts.

He sighed as he looked at the deck. Not only did he feel grief for someone he didn't even know, but now he knew just how much others saw him and the other Riders he'd fought with as heroes. When they weren't. They'd just had their own reasons to fight, and that was it. Ayame's description of them as "less than model citizens" was kind. Even now, all he just wanted was for his mission to be over so he could go home.

He wasn't paying attention if anyone was walking by. His thoughts were just too heavy to ignore.]

2 - Triple Feature

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5th Bloom

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[Nanohana's been in one of those moods. The mood that's "I want to help, but I don't know what to do or how to do it". Especially with Julia's predicament. So for the moment, she's back in the Hangar, a sketch pad in hand. Eri's designing habits are starting to rub on her.]

[On her pad are a few designs geared towards the Desu Tsubomi - a petticoat-type armor of sorts over the torso and shoulders, long arm bracers that seem to act as beam shields and a design for some sort of beam saber.]

[Of course, among those sketches are notes - "Have one for Eri, too." "Can this really be possible?" and "...this will never work."]

[She looks back up at one of the machines, a Dom Tropen, and lets out a sigh.]

...maybe I'm thinking too hard...

5th Bloom

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[Nanohana's been in one of those moods. The mood that's "I want to help, but I don't know what to do or how to do it". Especially with Julia's predicament. So for the moment, she's back in the Hangar, a sketch pad in hand. Eri's designing habits are starting to rub on her.]

[On her pad are a few designs geared towards the Desu Tsubomi - a petticoat-type armor of sorts over the torso and shoulders, long arm bracers that seem to act as beam shields and a design for some sort of beam saber.]

[Of course, among those sketches are notes - "Have one for Eri, too." "Can this really be possible?" and "...this will never work."]

[She looks back up at one of the machines, a Dom Tropen, and lets out a sigh.]

...maybe I'm thinking too hard...

Hunter's Worries

[chozo_girl]

As for Samus, after the mission she's been quite busy. These were not normal Metroids. They were hideously mutated, and that strange splitting they did and shifting weaknesses were troubling - while to most people these are Metroids and that's that, Samus knows that the jellyfish shape is just the larva. And whatever these larvas would grow into, it would be to something nobody has seen before. Therefore, she detailedly scanned each of the Metroids in the station before killing them, and dumped the information as well as one of the analysis programs from her suit onto a laptop.

And so, now, anyone who goes by the Arboretum will get a glimpse of a frowning, focused Samus with a laptop sitting on her crossed legs, many lines of text and diagrams flashing in front of her. She's obviously thinking of a lot more than what's on the screen as well... it's really quite unusual to see Samus looking any kind of worried, though.

Bother her for information?

Hunter's Worries

[chozo_girl]

As for Samus, after the mission she's been quite busy. These were not normal Metroids. They were hideously mutated, and that strange splitting they did and shifting weaknesses were troubling - while to most people these are Metroids and that's that, Samus knows that the jellyfish shape is just the larva. And whatever these larvas would grow into, it would be to something nobody has seen before. Therefore, she detailedly scanned each of the Metroids in the station before killing them, and dumped the information as well as one of the analysis programs from her suit onto a laptop.

And so, now, anyone who goes by the Arboretum will get a glimpse of a frowning, focused Samus with a laptop sitting on her crossed legs, many lines of text and diagrams flashing in front of her. She's obviously thinking of a lot more than what's on the screen as well... it's really quite unusual to see Samus looking any kind of worried, though.

Bother her for information?