UNSC + SOLDIERs meet-and-greet

[youfallback]

Who: UNSC (NOBLEs Two and, Six; Freelancers Washington, South, York, and Carolina; Lance Corporal Dante/Rookie) + SOLDIERs (Zack + Angeal) + Hard Hunter [a yet unnamed alliance/coalition]
What: Meet-and-greet/mingle/badassery.
When: Mondayish evening
Where: The Hangar!
Rating: Maybe PG-13


[Honestly, Carolina's a little nervous about everyone being under the same roof for a meet-and-greet. Not because of any real fear of fighting or danger, but more that it's been a while since she's had this many strong-willed people in the same room. Sure, there's the teleporter to the Danger Room on one side of the garage and an assortment of vehicles, but she expects most of the action to happen in the kitchen where she expects they'll spend most of their time. She'd sent out brief notifications to all interested parties earlier in the day, so hopefully everyone would come and be ready to chat about plans for this potential alliance.]




(ooc: This is mostly a mingle post! I'll put up a couple different areas in the hangar and please tag anyone/everyone! ICly, everyone's meant to meet everyone. Backtagging is very welcome but you can also just leave a comment saying what your character would agree to/wouldn't if it gets too busy/full!)

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GARAGE

[youfallback]

[This is where the vehicles and the teleporter are! It's accessible from the entrance and can be a way to get to different rooms if you don't want to go upstairs!]

KITCHEN

[youfallback]

[Carolina has a slight selection of food set out in case people get hungry, but the centerpiece of the room is the large table that Carolina brought down and assembled to situate everyone at if they prefer a formal meeting.]

DANGER ROOM

[youfallback]

[If need be, Carolina will set up a training sim if Angeal and Zack agree to it and if others want to make sure that these two can actually fight.]

OTHER AREAS

[youfallback]

[The hangar's surprisingly big, with a handful of rooms for sleeping in, space to train, things like that. Anything else can totally go under here!]

[bustered]

[Knock knock, guess who's here! Well, there's no literal knocking but a SOLDIER probably stands out like a sore thumb in a group of SPARTANs. Anyway he's pretty impressed with the setup thus far, what little of it he's seen; the garage isn't unlike something that could be found back home. One gloved hand runs over the front quarter panel of a warthog midsize vehicle, clear appreciation for what's been able to be built in a place like this.

He looks like just the kind of guy who should be bothered, right?]

[encryptedlock]

[York wanders over casually. While not quite the seven-foot-tall glory of the NOBLEs, he's still pretty impressive-looking in that mechanical armor. These three vehicles are his, so he definitely likes to keep an eye on them.

Plus he's definitely the best driver in the crew.]

Not bad, are they? I got this one after a friend of mine crashed it through a wall when he first got here.

[bustered]

[Hey, when you're six feet and however many inches --Squeenix please pick a number and stick with it-- you're used to being the tall guy in the room. And while Zack's not the tallest SOLDIER, it's still a little weird to feel short next to all that metal that these guys seem to wear. Even so, this guy seems friendly enough, and Zack's always up for a good story, so he offers a grin and turns more fully toward the other man.]

He did not. [And there's a hand extended for a handshake!] Zack Fair.

[encryptedlock]

[York reaches out a hand to shake Zack's firmly.]

I'm Agent York. And he sure did. Lobby was a mess afterward. He ended up going home eventually, but I had the keys when he did. Standard issue Warthog right here, complete with AA turret on the back. Great for off-roading, which is good because you might have noticed we don't exactly have roads around here.

[bustered]

[Two dudes shaking hands, awww yeah. Things are off to a good start.]

Not a bad looking piece of equipment, and sounds pretty lucky for you. Actually, it looks like a fun little ride, to say the least; SOLDIER never saw things like this, save the automatons out of R&D or whatever tech the Turks had.

[encryptedlock]

Just don't try to drive it unless you have a nice open space. It's harder than it looks. And don't let Kat drive, ever.

Between these three, we have enough vehicles for eight. There's also a Falcon - a type of helicopter with mounted turrets that seats four and a pilot - and Kat's been working on a Scorpion tank, too. [Which is to say, they almost have more vehicles than people. Good enough reason as any to invite other people to join, isn't it?]

[bustered]

So you've got everything covered from light reconnaissance to heavy artillery, plus air surveillance and support. [He gives a low whistle as he runs the numbers and one or two light scenarios in his head. It's not a bad setup at all.] As long as Kat doesn't drive.

How do they manage the Dead Zone? Still work, or does it kill them too?

[encryptedlock]

Kills the engines, unfortunately. We had some people working on steam power for our there, but it hasn't seen a whole lot of progress. Probably because everyone who works on it keeps going home and forgetting everything.

[He says it a bit ruefully, even though it was some of his closest friends he's talking about. But it's just a fact of life around here.]

[bustered]

[OM NOM NOM MUNCHIES. That is to say, food's always good to gather around, right? Zack's picked up one or two tidbits on which to nosh, but eating's not really the point of the afternoon. Nope, it's meeting and greeting, as the saying goes, and Zack's ready to do both.]

[bustered]

Go figure.

[While it hasn't happened directly to Zack, he's heard and read enough in the journals to gather how things work here. Or how they seem to sort-of work, anyway -- the Castle's too unpredictable for him to be comfortable thinking he's figured it out.]

Even so, there's a decent amount of non-Dead Zone ground that can be covered... tch. What we really need are some good, fast chocobos.

[inmylight_commander]

[Kat, of the 7' armored SPARTAN ariety, is scrutinizing Zack from behind her visor as she leans against her workdesk. When she speaks, her tone is heavily accented in what fandom likes to call 'Space Israeli']

So, Carolina seems to have a lot of respect for you. Why don't you tell me why that is?

[encryptedlock]

I've heard that word before. Those are the big riding bird things, aren't they?

[He's only ever seen one around, and it seems to be more or less equivalent to a horse.]

[inmylight_commander]

[This is Kat's home, and there's more than a few bits of her personal effects scattered around any given place; tools too big for normal hands, schematics with her scratched notations, and discarded MRE packages sorry York. She's made herself quite at home here, so anyone can find her, or evidence of her, anywhere about without too much trouble.]

[bustered]

Yeah, they're native to my home world. There's one in the stables, but one's not enough to breed them... I don't even know how that one got here. Useful things though.

[Yup, except chocobos are so much funnier better than horses.]

[bustered]

[Hello up there and what is that accent even. It's okay, give him a sec and whoever-this-is will get a smile and a one-shouldered shrug.]

Depends on what you want to ask about, really. She seems like she's got a good head for command, and I can respect that. When she asked for help on that expedition, I gave it.

[encryptedlock]

Well, sometimes if you're lucky, things will show up from home on important days like Christmas. [He nods over at the Mongoose.] That's where that one came from.

[bustered]

...Christmas?

[Y u p. Well, someone was bound to have to explain Earth holidays eventually.]

[encryptedlock]

It's a holiday in this place. Around the beginning of winter, about a month and a half out from now. You're supposed to give presents to your friends, and sometimes the castle gives presents to you, too. Anything you see in the stables that isn't a horse is probably either from a world change, or from Christmas.

[It's k, he's used to explaining these things by now.]

[bustered]

[Blinkblink]

Well, at least it's a generous magic castle.

[Hello sarcasm, how are you today? But the simple explanation's appreciated. And maybe it's not all that bad, considering the vehicle York just indicated.]

That one reminds me a little -- just a little -- of a motorcycle.

[inmylight_commander]

She has her moments. [Kat nods in return. She wasn't entirely in love with the Freelancer program as a whole, but Carolina had been one of the more-reliable ones, even if she and Kat still butted heads from time to time.]

What did you do during the expedition?

[She reaches down to make a minor adjustment to her right arm, the entirity of which is a robotic prothesis.]

[encryptedlock]

When it wants to be? Of course it is. [The key word there is when. It's definitely not always.]

You can get another person to perch on the back, but other than that you're not half wrong. It's one of the slang for them, even if the proper term is Mongoose.