A Troubled Soldier 01
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I: Delivery to Elysium
Elysium-the-city was far larger than Natalia had first assumed. Not that this was a problem for her-- a day or two among the rooftops, and she would know this place as well as anyone who lived here.
For now, though, she was momentarily relying on a map she kept carefully tucked away, and an address on a box with a memorized order form (and countersign, and counter-countersign, easily handwaved).
Being a delivery girl was hardly a novel cover, but it was precisely because such things were ubiquitous that it was easy to slip into the role as she came around the service entrance. Add perhaps a touch of bitter expression at the cold-- she didn't even have to try for that one-- and things would, hopefully, work just fine.
II: Blames Her Tools (Vault)
Natalia, after spending the better part of a day hitting targets from as extreme a range as the Vault could afford, was now overhauling her rifle, first cleaning the inside of the barrel with a cloth and a cleaning rod, and then disassembling it, screw by painstaking screw.
The casings were drying on a separate cloth nearby, with the scent of soap and water, waiting for an oven to finish getting up to the proper temperature.
It took up an entire gunsmith's bench, between the disassembly and the casings waiting for annealing and rolling and fitting and loading, but there was something to it. A peace, in an artisan's craft.
She looked at the tool rack above her and clicked her tongue.
She would have to go hunting for that particular tool.
Okay. Smooth hair. Stand properly. Act like you're supposed to be here.
Time to go among the other workbenches. Or workshops, if she had to.
III: Wildcard
Bug Natalia because she looks suspicious or because you need something.
Elysium-the-city was far larger than Natalia had first assumed. Not that this was a problem for her-- a day or two among the rooftops, and she would know this place as well as anyone who lived here.
For now, though, she was momentarily relying on a map she kept carefully tucked away, and an address on a box with a memorized order form (and countersign, and counter-countersign, easily handwaved).
Being a delivery girl was hardly a novel cover, but it was precisely because such things were ubiquitous that it was easy to slip into the role as she came around the service entrance. Add perhaps a touch of bitter expression at the cold-- she didn't even have to try for that one-- and things would, hopefully, work just fine.
II: Blames Her Tools (Vault)
Natalia, after spending the better part of a day hitting targets from as extreme a range as the Vault could afford, was now overhauling her rifle, first cleaning the inside of the barrel with a cloth and a cleaning rod, and then disassembling it, screw by painstaking screw.
The casings were drying on a separate cloth nearby, with the scent of soap and water, waiting for an oven to finish getting up to the proper temperature.
It took up an entire gunsmith's bench, between the disassembly and the casings waiting for annealing and rolling and fitting and loading, but there was something to it. A peace, in an artisan's craft.
She looked at the tool rack above her and clicked her tongue.
She would have to go hunting for that particular tool.
Okay. Smooth hair. Stand properly. Act like you're supposed to be here.
Time to go among the other workbenches. Or workshops, if she had to.
III: Wildcard
Bug Natalia because she looks suspicious or because you need something.
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Date: 2024-12-26 08:19 pm (UTC)But it's buried under ice and snow, and she listens instead to Malachiasz's next line, and hums an agreement. "Peasants to fight a noble's war, counts to fight a king's, kings to fight an Emperor's."
Load the cartridge. Fire. That's the load. She grumbles faintly as she pulls out a clip-- clips! The empire still used clips instead of a sensible method of reload!-- and began to load.
Eight rounds.
Re: II: Vault and Tools
Date: 2024-12-26 09:07 pm (UTC)She leaned forward, places both of her elbows on the table before her, resting her chin on folded fingers, watching now intently and with more than a small glint of humor in her eyes.
Re: II: Vault and Tools
Date: 2024-12-26 09:21 pm (UTC)Until, at last, she stares at her drink, and raises the glass, and says, "To your health, to our fangs, and..."
Her teeth begin to chatter, and she barely gets out, "t-t-to all-l-l the people who we ss-s-s-s-houldn't have had to bury."
She still waits, shivering, for Oki's response.
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Date: 2024-12-26 11:45 pm (UTC)But when she compliments his cooking - now there's a rare flash of expression, as Link practically lights up at the praise.
Fighting is his trade, and Link does is well. But cooking is clearly what Link loves.
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Date: 2024-12-26 11:59 pm (UTC)Then, it fades back into the ice before she can catch it and interrogate it for what it knows. Instead, she plows on-- "If you like, I can probably find ingredients for you."
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Date: 2024-12-27 12:14 am (UTC)But more than ingredients, there's something he'd like that's even more valuable.
"...You know any recipes?" he asks.
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Date: 2024-12-27 02:54 am (UTC)"And some my mother taught me, and some my handlers taught me. Onion and noodle soups, blini and various things for blini, three different flavors of borscht, piroshki, Stroganoff, vitrushka, and various kinds of stuffed cabbage. eh..."
She pauses. "That... Is a lot of course but I'd be surprised if you didn't have some bit of blin in your repertoire as it is..."
Re: II: Vault and Tools
Date: 2024-12-27 02:21 pm (UTC)She raises her glass too, smiling a bit wider, though her look softens measurably. She reaches out then, her hands large and her fingers long - and would gently put one of her hands alongside Natalia's, if she could, a concerned, even maternal sort of gesture and she responds.
"To your health and fangs, and to all those gone before, till sea swallows all," she says softly. She would release the very-gentle grip she had taken, after merely a moment and withdraw, looking a touch uncomfortable.
"Apologies," she said, with a nod of respect.
Was there color near the bold white spots under the chimera's eyes?
Re: II: Vault and Tools
Date: 2024-12-27 04:22 pm (UTC)"It is hardly your fault," she says, mouth still faintly steaming. "I have been... having trouble, of late. Nothing I cannot handle, but..."
More and more often in the run-up to the mission, things peeking out from under the ice, only to be swiftly buried, or if she goes looking, for herself to get colder and colder.
Who made her forget these things? Set such a command? And why?
More memories, buried in the ice. "... I would be lying if i said it did not worry me, just a little."
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Date: 2024-12-27 10:28 pm (UTC)"Peasants fight an Emperor's war, and they're the ones who die for it. A familiar and very old song. Perhaps someone should change its tempo."
That was why they were all here, wasn't it? "You seem familiar enough with this weapon. Do you use them often?"
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Date: 2024-12-28 12:51 am (UTC)At last, it was done, and she pulled the clip loose, pocketing it. "A different weapon, of the same kind. It had interchangeable spring-loaded boxes that loaded easily and all at once. Simply swap out the boxes.
"Shame it requires more industry than we have to sustain such behavior." She closed the chamber.
Re: II: Vault and Tools
Date: 2024-12-28 01:41 am (UTC)She settled back into her chair, sipping from her mug a bit. "Nothing you cannot handle, but the mission worries you. Well, worry is... natural. Fear is a part of us all, Natalia." She looked over, warmly. "It comes down to training how your mind works with worry, and that..."
She paused, looking over at the still-shivering Natalia and gave a somber look and a slow nod. "That's one of the biggest challenges. Please, relax if you can."
She looked thoughtfully at Natalia for a long moment. "I confess, your temperature has me considering... shooing you off to the baths or the like, Natalia - hypothermia and frostbite are mighty foes, indeed."
Natalia Gains Sickness II
Date: 2024-12-28 01:54 am (UTC)"Still... It has..." Her brows knot. "It has never been this bad before."
"... Before..." And there it's slipped away again. She hums.
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Date: 2024-12-28 09:19 am (UTC)Is he...meant to know those? It seemed like she was expecting him to know those. Maybe it was a translation issue? No one else spoke Link's native Hylian after all. The Imperial they conversed in was a second language to him.
"...Blin?" He says, deciding to start with that one. Maybe if she describes it, he can connect it to a familiar dish...?
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Date: 2024-12-28 09:30 am (UTC)Re: Natalia Gains Sickness II
Date: 2024-12-29 12:51 am (UTC)"And things that come with being us." She pointedly tapped her own left temple, near the orbit of her left eye. The eye was a different color from the right and if one happened to look closer, it would be pretty obviously artificial.
Re: Natalia Gains Sickness II
Date: 2024-12-29 02:23 am (UTC)Natalia looks, and then, blinks. "An impressive bit of hardware, though gaining it cannot have been pleasant. But it is you now, I think you mean to say."
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Date: 2024-12-30 01:17 am (UTC)Link knew plenty of recipes. But he didn't know all of them.
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Date: 2024-12-30 02:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-12-30 06:11 am (UTC)"Is that not the point of the Vault? Do you know how these spring-loaded boxes are formed? Perhaps the right ingenuity would solve your problem."
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Date: 2024-12-30 06:52 am (UTC)"No, more than that. A question: You have a dozen bespoke weapons among you and your... Friends? Party members? Squad? Regardless-- Yours breaks. Are you familiar enough with your squad's weapons and spacing to act with them properly? It's the same with bullets and cartridges, only you're asking yourself that question every time you need to reload. It's not often I will speak in favor of standardization, but this? This is a good use-case, and one artisans can't necessarily do without enough people asking for it."
Re: Natalia Gains Sickness II
Date: 2024-12-30 08:03 am (UTC)She tapped the orbit of her left eye again. "This? A correction of a deficit from my6 birth - the real difficulty was the calibration and the training that went with its use."
She shrugged. "I do not remember the implantation specifically."
Re: Natalia Gains Sickness II
Date: 2024-12-30 08:45 am (UTC)The eye especially made an irritating amount of sense. The worst part of any new tool is always all the training that goes with it. "-- Any issues with maintenance? I-- can't claim to be prostheticdoc, but at least I can try to ask around if it's needed."
Re: Natalia Gains Sickness II
Date: 2024-12-30 04:53 pm (UTC)She had had many reactions to the sight and knowledge of the eye, ranging from outright disgust and anger to dismissal. Curiosity of this kind was rare. "Thus far, no. It will not be due for a charge for... decades. I avoid putting my eyes in the line of fire for obvious reasons. And well," She actually laughed softly. "A round that hits my eye is going to cause me more trouble than just damaging the circuitry."
Re: Natalia Gains Sickness II
Date: 2024-12-30 08:22 pm (UTC)She did, however, have a similar soft smile in place at Oki's gallows humor.