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reverielogs2018-09-07 09:28 pm
sharpshooterpaladin) wrote in reverielogs2018-09-07 09:28 pm
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» WHO? Lance and YOU!
» WHEN? First week(end) of September.
» WHERE? Around the station.
» WHAT? He's exploring, trying to get his bearings, and meeting people.
» WARNINGS? Nothing so far. Not even language.
ARRIVAL DAY;
[ Starting on the observation deck, Lance walks at a brisk pace around the station, sometimes breaking into a jog as he goes. He periodically checks his bracelet, and he's clearly searching for... something. He'll go floor by floor, often stopping to look around. Anyone he sees in the hallway, he'll call out to. ] Hey! Uh, hi, I'm looking for someone, can you help me?
OTHER DAYS; 1
[ Now that he's found who he was looking for, Lance has moderately more chill. He's still wandering, but this time starting at the hangar, and working his way up the decks. He's curiously poking his head into practically every door that isn't quarters, looking for people and for what they're doing. If you're up to something, there's a decent chance there's a curious teenage pilot looking on. ]
OTHER DAYS; 2
[ You can also spot him in the mess hall, poking at the replicators, and, eventually, sighing dejectedly at his food. ] ... I miss the food goo...
OTHER DAYS; 3
[ You can also spot him sitting on the floor near a fire extinguisher with a toolkit in his lap, picking out item after item and frowning at it before setting it aside, sighing in exasperation. ]
» WHEN? First week(end) of September.
» WHERE? Around the station.
» WHAT? He's exploring, trying to get his bearings, and meeting people.
» WARNINGS? Nothing so far. Not even language.
ARRIVAL DAY;
[ Starting on the observation deck, Lance walks at a brisk pace around the station, sometimes breaking into a jog as he goes. He periodically checks his bracelet, and he's clearly searching for... something. He'll go floor by floor, often stopping to look around. Anyone he sees in the hallway, he'll call out to. ] Hey! Uh, hi, I'm looking for someone, can you help me?
OTHER DAYS; 1
[ Now that he's found who he was looking for, Lance has moderately more chill. He's still wandering, but this time starting at the hangar, and working his way up the decks. He's curiously poking his head into practically every door that isn't quarters, looking for people and for what they're doing. If you're up to something, there's a decent chance there's a curious teenage pilot looking on. ]
OTHER DAYS; 2
[ You can also spot him in the mess hall, poking at the replicators, and, eventually, sighing dejectedly at his food. ] ... I miss the food goo...
OTHER DAYS; 3
[ You can also spot him sitting on the floor near a fire extinguisher with a toolkit in his lap, picking out item after item and frowning at it before setting it aside, sighing in exasperation. ]
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Well, to be fair... these are cargo ships.]
Hell yeah! I'm totally gonna take you up on that offer. That just means we gotta crack those doors wide effin' open.
[Which gives him something to do in the meantime, too.]
Good meetin' ya. I'm Ryuji. Ryuji Sakamoto.