Shine 4 | Insecurities

[sunshine_maiden]

[1 - Action]
[Music can be heard from an empty corner of the hangar; eventually it traces to Sora, practicing a dance routine. Some of you might recognize it as the one Eri had been running some time ago, except Sora is very much alone. There's a stack of additional CDs next to the boom box Sora's using. The redhead, for her part, is working up a sweat in a well-worn exercise outfit, and her routine looks great... but she's not practicing with a group, which was the point of the exercise. After a while, she stops the music and picks up a water bottle, taking a break. She's got a bit of a distant look in her eye, though...]

[2 - Action]
[A new day brings Sora to the arboretum to take a look at the plants. As she dons gloves and a watering can, she's reminded of Hana's various lessons on how to take care of this flower and that tree and that one weed that only shows up if the sun's just so for a day or two, a smile coming to her face. Then she frowns again, as more memories come to the surface. Several different occasions of Hana with various bruises and wounds from the other pilots. Laura's reassurances that her failures would fade in time. Seiren's stinging dismissal after Sora tried to offer everything she could.]

I'm glad I can help people, but... maybe I need to help myself before I work with everyone else. I'm here to be a pilot, not a therapist, no matter how much everyone else needs it.

Shine 4 | Insecurities

[sunshine_maiden]

[1 - Action]
[Music can be heard from an empty corner of the hangar; eventually it traces to Sora, practicing a dance routine. Some of you might recognize it as the one Eri had been running some time ago, except Sora is very much alone. There's a stack of additional CDs next to the boom box Sora's using. The redhead, for her part, is working up a sweat in a well-worn exercise outfit, and her routine looks great... but she's not practicing with a group, which was the point of the exercise. After a while, she stops the music and picks up a water bottle, taking a break. She's got a bit of a distant look in her eye, though...]

[2 - Action]
[A new day brings Sora to the arboretum to take a look at the plants. As she dons gloves and a watering can, she's reminded of Hana's various lessons on how to take care of this flower and that tree and that one weed that only shows up if the sun's just so for a day or two, a smile coming to her face. Then she frowns again, as more memories come to the surface. Several different occasions of Hana with various bruises and wounds from the other pilots. Laura's reassurances that her failures would fade in time. Seiren's stinging dismissal after Sora tried to offer everything she could.]

I'm glad I can help people, but... maybe I need to help myself before I work with everyone else. I'm here to be a pilot, not a therapist, no matter how much everyone else needs it.

Walkabout

[chases-aliens.livejournal.com]

[1]
It had taken some doing, but she had convinced Captain Magno to let her go for a while. First things first however, she wanted to get supplies for it. As such, she's in the kitchen making some boxed lunches and then picking up some camping food.

[2]
Later on, she's looking for Hana and Sora. She had a idea that they might be interested in.

Walkabout

[chases-aliens.livejournal.com]

[1]
It had taken some doing, but she had convinced Captain Magno to let her go for a while. First things first however, she wanted to get supplies for it. As such, she's in the kitchen making some boxed lunches and then picking up some camping food.

[2]
Later on, she's looking for Hana and Sora. She had a idea that they might be interested in.

At this point, eating with your hands is acceptable

[darknight-ren.livejournal.com]

This was becoming annoyingly frequent after a battle, for Ren. His entire torso was bandaged from badly bruised ribs, and likewise were his arms, with scrapes all over his hands. He'd left medical without being cleared, and now he was in the mess hall, trying to eat.

But with the injuries and pain that came with getting punched by a giant robot, handling chopsticks or any other utensil wasn't exactly easy. Ren had finally just given up and was picking at his food with his fingers. Care to ask him how he was doing? Or dare to ask him how he got hurt?

At this point, eating with your hands is acceptable

[darknight-ren.livejournal.com]

This was becoming annoyingly frequent after a battle, for Ren. His entire torso was bandaged from badly bruised ribs, and likewise were his arms, with scrapes all over his hands. He'd left medical without being cleared, and now he was in the mess hall, trying to eat.

But with the injuries and pain that came with getting punched by a giant robot, handling chopsticks or any other utensil wasn't exactly easy. Ren had finally just given up and was picking at his food with his fingers. Care to ask him how he was doing? Or dare to ask him how he got hurt?

how do i into magic

[punches-vamps.livejournal.com]

[Throughout the day, you may hear some maniacal laughter in the hangar...followed shortly by an explosion, and some groans of pain.

This happens...a lot. Zero points for guessing who's fault it is.]


Argh...my flesh...

how do i into magic

[punches-vamps.livejournal.com]

[Throughout the day, you may hear some maniacal laughter in the hangar...followed shortly by an explosion, and some groans of pain.

This happens...a lot. Zero points for guessing who's fault it is.]


Argh...my flesh...

If I were an imitation, a perfect imitation, how would you know? How would *I* know?

[reach-for-self.livejournal.com]

[So MarKus's parents aren't the only newcomers on the Chalice!  In fact, there's a man with his own, somewhat antiquated-looking AP Frame as well, and he's looking mighty pleased with himself.]

It's... been a long time, Chalice.

For those of you who were present some months back, we met in space to deal with a Percolatii infestation on a colony.  For everyone else... my name is Gregory Winthrop, a former field commander for TECZ.  It's an honor to meet you all... and please accept my apologies for your troubles the organization has caused for you all.

Had our last meeting not gone as horribly as it did, perhaps none of this would have happened.

If I were an imitation, a perfect imitation, how would you know? How would *I* know?

[reach-for-self.livejournal.com]

[So MarKus's parents aren't the only newcomers on the Chalice!  In fact, there's a man with his own, somewhat antiquated-looking AP Frame as well, and he's looking mighty pleased with himself.]

It's... been a long time, Chalice.

For those of you who were present some months back, we met in space to deal with a Percolatii infestation on a colony.  For everyone else... my name is Gregory Winthrop, a former field commander for TECZ.  It's an honor to meet you all... and please accept my apologies for your troubles the organization has caused for you all.

Had our last meeting not gone as horribly as it did, perhaps none of this would have happened.

How Tatsu Shot Strayed?

[mad-copycat.livejournal.com]

[1]
(Tatsu is all repaired and is currently rushing around the Chailce. It seems she is trying to find something. Or someone. Do you assist her?)

[2] (Locked to PRIME)
(Tatsu is looking up at Prime with a look of pure determination.)

Tatsu ready to learn.

How Tatsu Shot Strayed?

[mad-copycat.livejournal.com]

[1]
(Tatsu is all repaired and is currently rushing around the Chailce. It seems she is trying to find something. Or someone. Do you assist her?)

[2] (Locked to PRIME)
(Tatsu is looking up at Prime with a look of pure determination.)

Tatsu ready to learn.

Post-Hagalaz

[srwuga_mods]

Professor Satoshi Yamashiro had many regrets. But now that he was dying, there was little he could do. He could only hope he showed up soon at his bedside.

Post-Hagalaz

[srwuga_mods]

Professor Satoshi Yamashiro had many regrets. But now that he was dying, there was little he could do. He could only hope he showed up soon at his bedside.