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legionworld2016-12-02 06:46 pm
meanmonkey) wrote in legionworld2016-12-02 06:46 pm
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[Open] The end of one story is simply the start of another
Who| Sariatu and anyone who wants to say hi!
What| Finding her way around, meeting some people, all that new person jazz
Where| Legion World, various common places - the mess hall, near the crew quarters, and on the observation deck
When| ...Now? Obviously after Kubo's whole autobiographical storytime dealio.
Warnings/Notes| This is a moon lady who turns into a monkey. Also spoilers for Kubo and the Two Strings I guess, if Kubo himself somehow didn't spoil you.
Sariatu is not sure about this whole "super hero" thing.
That's not to say she doesn't approve, at least theoretically, of what they're doing here. It's a noble quest, and an important one if what the Legion says is true, about all worlds being in danger. Still, these... code names and tight costumes and all that? Silliness that she's not intending to partake in.
She can simply be Monkey, apparently, if she has to fight. She can just use her name. All the rest of it-- well, Hanzo probably would've enjoyed it. Kubo, too. She, however, couldn't give a damn. So for now, she is wearing her own robes, when human, and has promised she'll attempt to work with the costume makers over the next few days.
In the meantime, she has a lot to get used to: technology, reminding herself how to fly (and with this entirely new way of doing so, thanks, ring), find her way around. Today, she's spending time in some of the more heavily-trafficked areas. Anyone near the crew quarters might run into an unnaturally large macaque, walking slowly through the area, looking critically and rather intelligently at its surroundings.
In the mess, one might notice the tall, regal-looking woman in the red and gold robes, frowning at the chef who's handing her a bowl of rice with vegetables and some sort of tofu. "I don't understand how a civilized society can not have fish," she mutters, none too quietly, as she glides away, her expression shifting to "slightly uncertain" as she surveys the large room and the many filled tables.
The same woman can be found, a bit later, on the observation deck, staring out at the shattered moon and the planet below. Her expression is relatively peaceful, and strangely smug and satisfied as she looks at the moon. She's feeling almost friendly, and will smile in acknowledgement at anyone she notices come near her.
What| Finding her way around, meeting some people, all that new person jazz
Where| Legion World, various common places - the mess hall, near the crew quarters, and on the observation deck
When| ...Now? Obviously after Kubo's whole autobiographical storytime dealio.
Warnings/Notes| This is a moon lady who turns into a monkey. Also spoilers for Kubo and the Two Strings I guess, if Kubo himself somehow didn't spoil you.
Sariatu is not sure about this whole "super hero" thing.
That's not to say she doesn't approve, at least theoretically, of what they're doing here. It's a noble quest, and an important one if what the Legion says is true, about all worlds being in danger. Still, these... code names and tight costumes and all that? Silliness that she's not intending to partake in.
She can simply be Monkey, apparently, if she has to fight. She can just use her name. All the rest of it-- well, Hanzo probably would've enjoyed it. Kubo, too. She, however, couldn't give a damn. So for now, she is wearing her own robes, when human, and has promised she'll attempt to work with the costume makers over the next few days.
In the meantime, she has a lot to get used to: technology, reminding herself how to fly (and with this entirely new way of doing so, thanks, ring), find her way around. Today, she's spending time in some of the more heavily-trafficked areas. Anyone near the crew quarters might run into an unnaturally large macaque, walking slowly through the area, looking critically and rather intelligently at its surroundings.
In the mess, one might notice the tall, regal-looking woman in the red and gold robes, frowning at the chef who's handing her a bowl of rice with vegetables and some sort of tofu. "I don't understand how a civilized society can not have fish," she mutters, none too quietly, as she glides away, her expression shifting to "slightly uncertain" as she surveys the large room and the many filled tables.
The same woman can be found, a bit later, on the observation deck, staring out at the shattered moon and the planet below. Her expression is relatively peaceful, and strangely smug and satisfied as she looks at the moon. She's feeling almost friendly, and will smile in acknowledgement at anyone she notices come near her.
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It is customary enough to clasp hands that she doesn't think much of it. She also feels like this conversation would be less strange if she weren't a monkey.
Which is why she stands... and stands and stands, unfolding almost like origami (but not literally because that would be terrifying) into a tall, elegant woman in red and gold robes, her long black hair slightly streaked with white.
And then she clasps his hand, though she doesn't really shake it.
"Sariatu." A beat, and then she lets out a breath that might be a sigh, and she adds, "Your assistance would be... appreciated."
She wasn't lost. But it can't hurt to follow someone else's lead for a bit.
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Maybe it was just a feeling, and he hoped so because he really didn't want to have to deal with Juno here.
It takes him a minute to get over his surprise, but the squeeze of his hand helps. He nods, "I was heading for some training, but I'll show you some places along the way. There's a lot to see."
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"Thank you, I appreciate your help." Sariatu drops his hand and folds hers in front of her. "But if you have training, don't let me keep you. Being prompt is part of the discipline you need to be a warrior."
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Her reminder of his discipline makes him smile but he shakes his head, "This is...an independent study I guess you could say, so there isn't so much a risk of running late. Besides, it would be bad manners for me to offer and then not follow through." He may have been raised by wolves but that didn't mean he always had to act as wild as that. "Or we can compromise. I'll show you the places along the way to the training gym and that way I'll be on my way to training and still show you around a little."
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"Ah, self-driven," she says, with a knowing nod. "I appreciate your courtesy, and I accept your compromise. Especially if it allows me to see where I can train." She steps forward so he can lead and she can fall into step with him. "Do they have swords at this training... gym? I wouldn't like to fall out of practice."
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As for her question, "I think I've seen some that are for training purposes. I've used them a few times when I didn't want to run the risk of hurting someone with a real sword. Back home, my sword usually doesn't work on mortals but I guess here some of the properties changed. I have to be more careful with it." He hadn't had a chance to test it on more magically inclined beings, but he hoped it would still serve its purpose in that regard as well. Otherwise his former Legion would not be happy to hear that one of their Imperial Gold weapons was now just a normal sword without the ability to hurt monsters.
"How long have you used a sword?"