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[In the wake of the disastrous little attempt at recovering the last weapons cache for Roads, Jeremy can be found with a massive pile of books and print-outs of the stone tablet his machine's cameras were able to record when Sophia had done her evil gloating. With the cache stolen, the images were all of a consolation prize they had gotten for their troubles, and Jeremy was determined to put them to good use. Nevertheless, it's rough going and his brow is furrowed.]

... I am very nearly out of my league here.

[If he were an archaeologist things would be different, or if he knew the language of the tablet. But Jeremy was more the "talk about why things were important" kind of historian than a discoverer of forgotten history, more an analyst than Indiana Jones. Nevertheless, he's jotting down notes and he slowly tries to make progress as best he can.]

But that said... now, more than ever, I cannot... and will not give up!

sonofgucun

[Cheng seems to be grumbling for some reason. No it isn't matters of State that he still has to take care of. Those were well in hand. No it wasn't the fact that his chocolate reserves were running out - though it WAS a cause for concern nor was it that the Fu Xi's OS was bugging out the last time he checked up on it.]

Xue Yi. Nuan Chun.... Please turn that off.

[He's grumbling because his daughters have somehow received the gift of music that may or may not have been done by a certain Doctor of beats and Rhythms and prior to his arrival may have also been taught how to Air Guitar by MarKus before stopping sheepishly when their father found them.]

"But Father...."

"Can we listen to it a little longer? Please?"

[Cue the girls looking sadly at the head of the Soldier State. They haven't exactly had much exposure to music from outside of Gucun and they really taken a liking to it.]

[Clearly Cheng is frustrated by this situation. Chip in to make his day worse? His suffering quota has not been met.]

poorgirlsarcee

1) Mira's looking over the designs for the original cyclone trying to figure out how to modify it for a certain camera loving pilot she knows. She promised him a bike, and it would be something that would allow him to get around when they're on shore leave at least. A holographic model of it is turning slowly in front of her as she colors it to look a little like his EVA.

2)
It's late night, Mira's in a quiet conference room, seated by the window, Lucifer's in her hands she's singing softly to herself, not really paying attention to the doorway.

3)
Mira's testing out the ShadowDancer. most of the systems seem to be working fine. Only thing left to test is the cloaking device. "Okay Cloak's going hot in three count." She thought it best to alert the techs helping her at least. Activating it... nothing happened. "We're still reading you perfectly Mira." She scowled as the HUD went dead. "Okay... that's not good. Lost power guys." She climbed out of the cyclone in it's robot mode and looked it over. "Damn it this should have worked..."

psychosemantics

[[With the New Year coming in, everybody's looking for 'the party'. And with most of the ship as tight knit as it is, word travels fast when the master of parties holds on. It only took hours to rearrange the rec room into a bumping party.

With the DJ at the helm, drinks, chairs, and phat beats abound, it's the perfect place to properly mingle and get wasted while ringing in the new year!

Fret not, surely there's a Historian lurking about, making doubly sure that there aren't any suggestive notions in those songs. Well... maybe... just... chill, and party! But that's the general nature of a party period!]]

aesopwarped

(1)

[Mad's back to work on the Lambda again after a round of math. She was scowling at a set of calculations as she looked back and forth between readouts and her papers before letting out an almighty sigh.]

Goddamnit... what the hell am I missing here?

[Clearly whatever she's trying to find, she just can't find it. The Archimedes system was sound.. but something keeps going wrong. A few more dry runs and the same 'blowouts' occur... more or less. Nothing explosive thankfully. A few more combat tests wouldn't hurt but she's honestly stumped.]

(2)

[Mad's at the bar, slumping over the counter slightly, her lips drawn into a grimace of annoyance. Her body was aching like heck between her exercise routine and her training with the Clanners. She looked the part too given her literally half-naked appearance - all that was protecting the modesty of her top half was a towel - and to be honest it didn't hide much.... though Mad would be the first to say she didn't have much to hide.]

Honest to god... the day's been damn freaking balls...

[A day of stubborn machinery, brain-cramping math, tripping in the hallway and getting tossed around by genetically engineered super-warriors. At least things weren't worse. Thankfully she had a strong drink in hand... wait. Isn't she only fifteen?]

(3)

[Gentlemen, Mad has managed to cobble herself a makeshift stage and has liberated a mic stand somewhere.]

Heeeey every-guysh! Its me ... Maddy! I'mma gonna sing awhile if dat'sh okay... and if it ishn't...well fuck you with a socket wrench!

[...Uh oh... this might be problematic. Given how badly she failed at several other things... the kitchen incidents coming to mind... she may possibly sing worse than Alessandra! Mad's taking a deep breath before she starts up and....]

[... She's... actually not bad... scratch that. She's good. Really good. She's leaning into the Mic stand a little... whether she's drunk, or she's actually getting into the song is up for debate given how smashed she was. The song was a slow, soft and surprisingly sad number. The sort of song you wouldn't expect someone like Mad to know... but here she is, putting as much feeling as she can into the words..]

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psychosemantics

[[Fairly abruptly, most personal comm channels, on the obligatory handheld messaging devices, first an announcement from a female.]]

Master Zatonichi has an announcement for you all. Please listen closely.

[[And when the next voice comes in, it doesn't make a whole lot of sense.]]

My apologies if you do not speak the lost language if Dubstep. A lot of the message's meaning is list in the translation. Thank you for your time.

And he says questions are welcome.

infinite_rabbit

1. [Some of you might have noticed that a certain IS pilot has been back on the ship for a while now, though for some reason she's avoiding others whenever possible.

The times you'll likely run into her are when she's relentlessly pummeling punching bags in the gym or just dining and reading in the mess hall. She's looking plenty irritated regardless of the location. Bug her?]

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2. [There comes a time when everyone has to rest, even someone like Laura. What you probably wouldn't expect is finding her, seemingly asleep, in the changing room adjacent to the hangar. She's still in that skintight IS suit of hers too.

It doesn't seem like her to be so lax, but she is sitting all stern-like on one of the benches with her arms crossed, if that counts for anything. That eyepatch isn't on her either...]

poorgirlsarcee

Mira sat in one of her favorite places, Lucy at her side, though the guitar was being ignored as she went over things that Tony Stark had given her. Some of the plans for the advanced Cyclone were modifications that she could do to her bike with a little work. She hummed a little, the song was an oldie that she thought amusingly fit with him.

Soon she was singing the lyrics, in a low whisper, not even knowing if there were others in the secluded room she was sitting on the floor in.

Her fingers danced over the holographic keyboard as she checked to see if they had supplies to try the mods with.

ham-wenli.livejournal.com

[It's currently Jeremy's shift at maintaining the barrier around the town to lock in the water and humidity that keeps the Ruin at bay. And he's looking very upset and solemn, not like his usual, hammy, jovial self at all. He's just looking out into the town, seeing the damage inflicted by the battle and focusing on the spot where Maria was ultimately "killed".]

... I was a fool.

I should have let her know.

shibuya-noise.livejournal.com

[[There's a particular scent coming from that big green monster stage-mecha thing in the hangar.

Once in a while, some music ends up playing. The odd beat here and there, occasionally something recognizable, but then, something different comes up. After a while, the blind DJ exits his 'studio', smoking something peculiar.]]

Is that what's new these days? Well... at least other countries are trying to put themselves back on the music industry's map...

zeonfunnelcake.livejournal.com

Haman had been watching the battle closely, she always did when Char was out there. When the Comet has been shot down she had wasted no time in scrambling her own troops to recover him before he drown. Loosing him would be bad for Zeon, and worse so if it happened while Haman was watching.

He had been hurt an shot down so many times it was starting to get old, and Haman didn't even look phased by it as she waited in the hanger for recovery forces. Although inwardly she was frightened, very much so for Char's well being, but more so by the intense feelings that had reverberated off the battle an echoed in her mind.

She had left Mineva safe with her handmaid, she didn't need to see Char or his mech in a post battle state, the poor child had seen enough. Haman would prefer it if Mineva believed Char was simply invincible, she had already seen and felt enough death for someone so young.

If you're trying to find Char after the battle, if seems this would be the place to do it.

((You can tag Haman or Char alone if you like, or both together, but put it in the subject line who you'd like to speak to))

zeonfunnelcake.livejournal.com

white-deviling.livejournal.com

1. (Action)

[Today, the Chalice would be greeted by a familiar sight. One young brunette, in her regular clothes, conjuring a small pink sphere of energy on the ship's deck.

The sphere fades after a while, and she lets out a sigh of relief.]

Looks like everything's fine now. That's good.

Yes. Welcome back, my master.

Mmh. Thank you, Raising Heart.

[About four weeks had passed since Nanoha left the Chalice, and a lot had happened to her in that time too. While continuing her studies at home, she took part in a special training programme organized by the TSAB - something like a Top Gun training school for young mages. Not only did this improve her battle abilities, but her knowledge of magic as a whole.

Unfortunately, that didn't help her feel any less uneasy upon her return. Coming back a second time while knowing that the Chalice had fought continuously to save people everywhere was pretty difficult. She's taking her time to get acclimated to things again, though.]

...No matter what happens, I promise - I'll keep giving it my all.

[But for now, she's due for a break! So she's standing where she is with a juice can in hand and just enjoying the view. Bother?]

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2. (Locked to Argi & Jeremy)

-Eeehh?! You're...!

[Of course, Nanoha's pretty stunned when she spots one of the former Adventus generals around, especially since she's met both of them at some point...

No, she still doesn't know what happened to you and how you made it, but she's actually glad that you're not gone for good.]

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((OOC: Yeah, I'm on hiatus this month, but I figure it's best to get this up while I can still tag.))

shibuya-noise.livejournal.com

[[After all that wonderful combat with the mystery enemies, the not-so-mystery allies make their way into the hanger.

Biggest of the two is the 60 meter green monster which is... making itself at home... as a stage. (This may attest to how huge the Chalice and it's hangar is).

However, it's not one, but two people who walk out. First is a woman in full plate armor... No, it's not Alessandra

Behind her is a more familiar face taking a drag from a cigarette.

Neither of them leave the stage that the huge machine has laid out for them.]]

I'm expecting someone so... now... we wait. Just make sure to behave yourself, Hilde.

I'm more concerned for your behaviour, sir.

Ha!

Super Robot Wars Unlimited Generation @lpha

First History Lesson

A Leader's Annoyance

Two times something worked.... and one that didn't

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December Workload/Drunken Escapades

Vocal broadcast

Isolation

Geeking moment

So much history with this one...

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Time is slipping away from us so stay with me / I can make you glad you came

Time is slipping away from us so stay with me / I can make you glad you came

Re-Befriendings: A long month

+1 EX-Adventus

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