http://haro-and-firing.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] haro-and-firing.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] srwug_alpha_rp2012-03-30 02:39 am

I watch the ripples change their size, but never leave the stream

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It was strange that things should be so calm lately. At least, there where no armed interventions to handle, or wars to stop at the moment.

Around lunchtime, at one of the tables in the mess hall Lockon was stripping down a rifle for cleaning, while Haro rolled around on the floor like a child's toy.
The purpose of the location had been three fold: Firstly he had wanted lunch, also the tables where big enough to lay out everything he needed for the job, and lastly, it was the perfect place to watch, and listen.
So mind your conversation kids, you might be overheard.

[identity profile] subject-0057.livejournal.com 2012-03-31 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
On the opposite side of the table, an orange helmet is set down. Following suit, a man in a matching-colored clothes collapses down onto the bench, clearly having just come in from the hangar - he hadn't even bothered to remove his spacesuit yet.

"Do you ever even use that rifle, Lockon?" the young pilot grumbles before settling his face into his arms with a long sigh. "And why does Miss Sumeragi insist on sending a familiar face only after I've been sent off to run recon for the Ptolemios?"

[identity profile] subject-0057.livejournal.com 2012-03-31 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hah, that's the truth," he murmured, raising his head enough to meet his friend's gaze. "What's it been now, almost nine months since I first left for the Chalice?"

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[identity profile] subject-0057.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Haha, sorry to keep you both waiting. You know how pushy Miss Sumeragi can be... she insisted I recon every nook and cranny in the neighboring system just in case there was some microscopic enemy. It's been a rather boring three months... when I wasn't restocking supplies, I was out in the system for days at a time."

The pilot didn't seem too miffed by the situation, truth be told: it's safe to assume that not finding anyone was a relief of sorts, given that it meant no killing. He laid his hand on the bouncing Haro with a small chuckle. "Missed you too, Haro."

[identity profile] subject-0057.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Hah, well, I'll try to make up for Setsuna's sadly uninteresting choice of conversation," he assured the other pilot, smiling as he lifted his head from his arms and tilted his head to the side. "And yeah... at the very least, I can assure the Chalice that we're safe for a little while, at least from that direction."

He lightly patted the head of the Haro, smiling. "You have such an interesting companion, Lockon."

[identity profile] subject-0057.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, I'd heard there was another Meister on board... So that's Hixar, is it?" he asked? There was a very cat-like curiosity to the way he leaned forward, head slightly cocked. "It's strange to think there was a shadow group in addition to the Ptolemy."

After a slight pause, a small chuckle escapes him. "It's nice that you got assigned to the Chalice... I've been missing your company."

[identity profile] subject-0057.livejournal.com 2012-04-02 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmm... well, I guess if Miss Sumeragi accepts him, we can't really say anything otherwise about it. At least he's not difficult to spot," the young man murmured back; the last few words were drawn out as he held back a yawn until he'd finished his sentence.

"I debriefed with Miss Sumeragi and Ian before I returned to the Chalice, but I completely forgot about my uniforms... And it looks like they cleared out my room when I vanished, so all my spare clothes were moved back to the Ptolemy," he sighs, but doesn't seem 'too' put out. It might have something to do with the way Lockon had suggested going back to the Ptolemy. Company was a wonderful thing for the man right now.

[identity profile] subject-0057.livejournal.com 2012-04-03 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
With a small smile, Allelujah got to his feet once again and picked up his helmet. "Home... it has such a nice sound to it..."

[identity profile] rods-and-cones.livejournal.com 2012-03-31 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
Well well, who's this fancy dres- Oh it's that guy!

"Are you certain you want to be doing that in the mess hall? There's quite a few children working in the kitchen." Children that knew how to operate firearms as well. "It would be terrible for someone to lose one of the pieces."

And look... NO RED HARO AROUND!

[identity profile] rods-and-cones.livejournal.com 2012-03-31 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Much as it may seem, it really isn't. This ship isn't affiliated, specifically, with any known government or military. They're simply... an independent force who's very good at making friends."

Hixar met his gaze through the barrel. "Now now, it's not nice to point." he said with a blatant chuckle.

[identity profile] rods-and-cones.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Very impressive Mister Stratos." Hixar cheered. Really, he was trying to be polite... No clue why Lockon was being so uncomfortable.

Maybe he just didn't like people who knew everything. "If I can be frank, I get this feeling you're... tense around me. I realize my... social approach isn't the best but... it's hard to be friendly and tiptoe around certain... things." Hixar was tempted to tap Lockon's Haro in place of his own... Habit is all, but, he stops himself.

[identity profile] rods-and-cones.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
He did stop himself from touching the Haro. It wasn't normal that he had to lock up the mischievous Red bitch.

"I see. Well... I'm sure things would be easier when the right time comes, but, until then..." He had to stop and think for a bit. He didn't need to earn his trust, but, it would make him feel a bit better.

"My first job is to support Celestial Being. My second is to gather information. I don't suspect that will make you trust me, but it should clear up a few things."

[identity profile] rods-and-cones.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not as though I stalk you just to talk to you all the time."

He doesn't. He has other social links to maintain.

"And about that. I only know what... that computer lets me access. I have... simple files on you. A name, specialty, information on your unit. I can't access your backgrounds. And if you took a look, you couldn't access mine.

They've considered this ship to be... a blank spot. They'd like to have more information."

[identity profile] rods-and-cones.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Completely understandable. I'm certain that my reasons, and your reasons for being here are... personally different. As well as contractually. But, we're all here to eradicate war, now aren't we?"

It was a good enough apology. It was on him to get Lockon to trust him... but the tension had been dispelled at least. And he still hadn't revealed where he'd really come from. So, he was within parameters still.

"And just who did you think I was before?"

[identity profile] rods-and-cones.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
"A spy then?" That's all he can really figure from what Laockon gave him to go on.

"I suppose that's understandable. I am acting as one, in a way. Though, the data I collect is completely safe. And the way this ship travels, you get to meet all kinds of people. I'm sure you've found something good in that too?"

[identity profile] rods-and-cones.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, on that note, it's not as if people on this ship really go starting fights with other factions. I've seen a few start up between other pilots, but, it's not our place to intervene on personal scuffles, now is it."

Really, trouble seemed to come to them, so, it made a rather convenient... post to sit and wait.

[identity profile] rods-and-cones.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
"For a moment I thought I'd figured out a pattern. It seems that, at least in the case of many of the children, they're pilots because of inspirations from previous generations. Much is the case for the girls in the PreDESU units. There's one is inspired by an ancient television show called Kamen Rider. And I've yet to get a count on those who were left the legacy of their parents."

All of this was just bringing up data on the suits themselves... at least those that had public data.

[identity profile] rods-and-cones.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I haven't, but, all I can figure is that people want to be heroes, and don't exactly see the consequences that come with it. They're simply out there to save people, and jump into it before knowing what kind of trouble that war really brings."

Yes, and even in the kitchen, there was one girl without pants who wanted to protect others, and held a gun almost as big as her.