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Who: lightning (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
faradize) & and all of yall
When: 03.13
Where: CERES gymnasium, novus/replea
What: one time opportunity to train with lightning or annoy her at work at a low, low price.
Rating/Warning: PG-13 for club setting/potential alcohol/idk
▍CERES GYMNASIUM, 3:00 PM
[ early that morning, a text is sent out. though it isn't encrypted, it has a sense of anonymity to it; as if the poster isn't necessarily trying to conceal their identity, but still skirt the line of going unnoticed. there are a spare, few impersonal lines on the screen. ]
Come to the CERES Gymnasium at 1500 hours if you'd like to train. There will be a locked movement room near the back. Knock.
Don't come if you aren't capable of holding your own.
- L
[ lightning had been here for a few days, but honestly, she felt like all she had done so far was waste her time. she'd made no progress in finding out what was truly going on here, and certainly none on getting back home, so she wanted to seek out training partners for two reasons: the first was so she didn't get rusty for when she inevitably would have to fight, and the second was for more allies of convenience. people to exchange information with.
as lightning said, there is a room at the rear of the gymnasium with a large mirror against the back wall. lightning can be seen through the window, wearing long yoga pants and a plain t-shirt, doing some light kick exercises. knock? ]
▍NOVUS/REPLEA, 10:00 PM - 6:00 AM
[ later that night, lightning is at work. she'd actually found this job wasn't so bad; it kept her on her toes, and she heard many whispers of current on-goings while there. she did hate the uncomfortable, garish uniform though. it was a bit hard to move around in, not exactly ideal for the job she was assigned, but still doable.
feel free to bother her at the door, while she's on break and hanging around the bar area listening to patrons, or as dawn breaks and she's preparing to head home. ]
faradize) & and all of yallWhen: 03.13
Where: CERES gymnasium, novus/replea
What: one time opportunity to train with lightning or annoy her at work at a low, low price.
Rating/Warning: PG-13 for club setting/potential alcohol/idk
▍CERES GYMNASIUM, 3:00 PM
[ early that morning, a text is sent out. though it isn't encrypted, it has a sense of anonymity to it; as if the poster isn't necessarily trying to conceal their identity, but still skirt the line of going unnoticed. there are a spare, few impersonal lines on the screen. ]
Come to the CERES Gymnasium at 1500 hours if you'd like to train. There will be a locked movement room near the back. Knock.
Don't come if you aren't capable of holding your own.
- L
[ lightning had been here for a few days, but honestly, she felt like all she had done so far was waste her time. she'd made no progress in finding out what was truly going on here, and certainly none on getting back home, so she wanted to seek out training partners for two reasons: the first was so she didn't get rusty for when she inevitably would have to fight, and the second was for more allies of convenience. people to exchange information with.
as lightning said, there is a room at the rear of the gymnasium with a large mirror against the back wall. lightning can be seen through the window, wearing long yoga pants and a plain t-shirt, doing some light kick exercises. knock? ]
▍NOVUS/REPLEA, 10:00 PM - 6:00 AM
[ later that night, lightning is at work. she'd actually found this job wasn't so bad; it kept her on her toes, and she heard many whispers of current on-goings while there. she did hate the uncomfortable, garish uniform though. it was a bit hard to move around in, not exactly ideal for the job she was assigned, but still doable.
feel free to bother her at the door, while she's on break and hanging around the bar area listening to patrons, or as dawn breaks and she's preparing to head home. ]
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[ which. she's not sure exactly what her job title is, but you know. ]
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[ she even bounces on her toes a little. haha, get it. bouncer. bouncer. haha, hawke's so funny. ]
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Lightning. [ she peers away from Hawke. ] Satisfied?
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Incredibly.
[ but you're still not giving her much so after an awkward few moments of silence, prepare for this TOTALLY ORIGINAL one liner, lightning!!
PREPARE FOR IT. ]
So... come here often?
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[ gotta get them 40 hours in. ]
Just what are you trying to get out of me?
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haha she's probably a bad person since all her friends here are really gullible. oh well. ]
Conversation, actually. But if I should be trying to get something else out of you, please let me know. I wouldn't want my skills to go to waste!
[ she would make a joke about lightning being attractive then but she feels like that might end with a knife in the gut. hawke's gut, specifically. ]
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[ if you wanna talk hawke let's talk. she's not even shy about her change in subject. ]
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Other than most of what they say is a farce, they track most of our movements within the colony, their head of public relations is most likely insane, and they obviously view us as less than human, what would you like to know?