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srwug_alpha_rp2012-08-04 05:04 am
emorangerpink) wrote in srwug_alpha_rp2012-08-04 05:04 am
Phase Eleven: Keep Calm and Drink Tea
1. (the hangar)
[After the chaos of the fight, the hangar crew are working overtime on cleanup duty. Laura's pitching in, flying around in The Great Pretender, righting fallen mechs and clearing heavy objects.
For now, though, she's in the open cockpit of the Knightpolice she's been working on in her own time for the last while, and which came through the confusion blessedly unscathed. There's one last finishing touch to cap off her modifications to it, and this is just the time to make it. There are some odd whistling noises, a fan whirring, and what looks like - no, it's not smoke, it's steam rising...
Laura sinks back into the pilot's seat, out of armour and so with her leg propped up in a cast, and takes a deep, satisfied drink from the mug with the 501st's insignia emblazoned on it.]
Ahhh... got the kettle working at least.
2. (the Arboretum)
[Even using the Pretender for all her activity, Laura's under doctor's orders not to push herself too hard, so she's sitting untransformed under a tree trying not to scratch at her leg in its cast. She's not exactly relaxed, though - tapping away at a tablet, it looks like whatever she's reading or writing is giving her some grief.]
They probably won't even recognize me. Maybe they'll just think it's a sick prank.
[After the chaos of the fight, the hangar crew are working overtime on cleanup duty. Laura's pitching in, flying around in The Great Pretender, righting fallen mechs and clearing heavy objects.
For now, though, she's in the open cockpit of the Knightpolice she's been working on in her own time for the last while, and which came through the confusion blessedly unscathed. There's one last finishing touch to cap off her modifications to it, and this is just the time to make it. There are some odd whistling noises, a fan whirring, and what looks like - no, it's not smoke, it's steam rising...
Laura sinks back into the pilot's seat, out of armour and so with her leg propped up in a cast, and takes a deep, satisfied drink from the mug with the 501st's insignia emblazoned on it.]
Ahhh... got the kettle working at least.
2. (the Arboretum)
[Even using the Pretender for all her activity, Laura's under doctor's orders not to push herself too hard, so she's sitting untransformed under a tree trying not to scratch at her leg in its cast. She's not exactly relaxed, though - tapping away at a tablet, it looks like whatever she's reading or writing is giving her some grief.]
They probably won't even recognize me. Maybe they'll just think it's a sick prank.
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[At the statement of actually being the younger sister Liana laughs a bit.]
I guess if you think about it in just age yeah. I'm the one that takes care of Chris though...keeping her safe and such. That is the responsibility of the older sister isn't it.
[She's getting a bit embarrassed just thinking about it.]
A-anyways getting away from that just for a second. If her other side is like that I'm not sure what you can do besides trying to make sure that the side that is your friend remains dominant. The situation doesn't sound like one that can be fixed so easily. Aside from that there isn't much else I can tell you. If Josh's old man was still alive I'd try to get some help from him.
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And... you're right. I guess there's not a lot else any of us can do. Thanks for trying, though.
...Is Chris... all right? About that? It doesn't sound like it bothers you that much, but I'm afraid I messed up when I told her...
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[A bit selfish.]
She's doing a lot better now, so don't worry about it. You already seem to have more than enough problems that you have to worry about.
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And make sure she knows she can come to me if she does need... to talk, or just take her mind off things. Same to you, of course, if you've anything bothering you. Or if you just want a cup.