I. The Armory
Donnie hasn't talked about the last mission. He hasn't talked much to anyone. Not entirely strange, but then nor is his preoccupation with work. At the moment he's taking a break from fixing up the armors that had been acquired during the taking of Hesaeth, working instead on more personal weapons. Or in this case, repairing them.
His staff is in pieces. Normally it collapses into something discreet enough to carry, but some of those pieces have very obvious indentations, damage sustained from the encounter with Lord Gundhir's son. The turtlekin picks up one of the cylindrical segments, holding it up in closer inspection. Repairing it would be possible although he'd likely have to reforge some pieces, but what good would it be if it would still essentially break under pressure?
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Pushing aside an errant thought, Donnie sets the piece down, pulling out his notebook and a folded sheet of paper from within, flattening it out. The original designs for his collapsible staff, and extra notations for other additions to it. It still needs to be sturdier, but lighter too, especially if he plans to include more capabilities.
He doesn't look up at whoever approaches, only barely hearing the footsteps thanks to the mufflers he always tends to wear, especially down here where there's just so much noise. "Hey, know if there's any scrap titanium I can use?"
II. Subterranean Farms
Tucked away from the main fields and nestled in a smallish nook along the carved out walls, the little garden can easily be overlooked if one isn't paying attention to the strange, spiraling growth of vines dotted with small purple flowers that have started to crawl along the edges of the rock there. That's as far as Donnie's allowed them to grow, always taking care to trim them back before they can get out of hand.
He's rigged his own little light source here, simultaneously taking advantage of where crevices throw shadows across the space to allow for all kinds of plants to be cultivated. At a glance they're definitely more of a decorative sort than to be used for food, but he wouldn't advise eating most of these anyway. There are many flowers and herbs, and even a few types of fungi that grow within the natural rock 'shelves' of the flanking walls.
The turtlekin can be found tending to his beloved plants, removing any dead leaves, carefully watering the flowerbeds or tilling a patch of dirt in preparation for planting something new.
III. The Library
The library's become as much of a retreat as any, and in particular Donnie liked to hide away here because of how much quieter it is compared to other areas of the Vault.
He had come here to do some research but the peacefulness of the area paired with poor sleep has managed to lull him into an unscheduled naptime. Hopefully you didn't need that book he's currently using as a pillow, but be forewarned; he's a drooler.
Donnie hasn't talked about the last mission. He hasn't talked much to anyone. Not entirely strange, but then nor is his preoccupation with work. At the moment he's taking a break from fixing up the armors that had been acquired during the taking of Hesaeth, working instead on more personal weapons. Or in this case, repairing them.
His staff is in pieces. Normally it collapses into something discreet enough to carry, but some of those pieces have very obvious indentations, damage sustained from the encounter with Lord Gundhir's son. The turtlekin picks up one of the cylindrical segments, holding it up in closer inspection. Repairing it would be possible although he'd likely have to reforge some pieces, but what good would it be if it would still essentially break under pressure?
...
Pushing aside an errant thought, Donnie sets the piece down, pulling out his notebook and a folded sheet of paper from within, flattening it out. The original designs for his collapsible staff, and extra notations for other additions to it. It still needs to be sturdier, but lighter too, especially if he plans to include more capabilities.
He doesn't look up at whoever approaches, only barely hearing the footsteps thanks to the mufflers he always tends to wear, especially down here where there's just so much noise. "Hey, know if there's any scrap titanium I can use?"
II. Subterranean Farms
Tucked away from the main fields and nestled in a smallish nook along the carved out walls, the little garden can easily be overlooked if one isn't paying attention to the strange, spiraling growth of vines dotted with small purple flowers that have started to crawl along the edges of the rock there. That's as far as Donnie's allowed them to grow, always taking care to trim them back before they can get out of hand.
He's rigged his own little light source here, simultaneously taking advantage of where crevices throw shadows across the space to allow for all kinds of plants to be cultivated. At a glance they're definitely more of a decorative sort than to be used for food, but he wouldn't advise eating most of these anyway. There are many flowers and herbs, and even a few types of fungi that grow within the natural rock 'shelves' of the flanking walls.
The turtlekin can be found tending to his beloved plants, removing any dead leaves, carefully watering the flowerbeds or tilling a patch of dirt in preparation for planting something new.
III. The Library
The library's become as much of a retreat as any, and in particular Donnie liked to hide away here because of how much quieter it is compared to other areas of the Vault.
He had come here to do some research but the peacefulness of the area paired with poor sleep has managed to lull him into an unscheduled naptime. Hopefully you didn't need that book he's currently using as a pillow, but be forewarned; he's a drooler.
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Date: 2024-08-30 03:17 pm (UTC)"Wait a minute. Did you come up with these? This is interesting stuff here!" Gohan generally doesn't use weapons, but that doesn't mean he's unable to appreciate good or inventive ones. "Is this a grappling hook?"
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Date: 2024-08-30 04:40 pm (UTC)"Getting the right materials is another thing," he sighs.
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Date: 2024-08-31 03:28 pm (UTC)Gohan finishes rolling up the schematics. "I can see how materials would be a problem. You'd need something light enough to hold, but sturdy enough to strike and defend. Have you been to the mine since we captured it?"
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Date: 2024-08-31 05:05 pm (UTC)"Exactly," he nods. "I've been considering titanium, but Angelika makes it sound like we're in short supply. I know it's used for Commander-class armor since it's light and more ideal for flight capability, so it sounds like the perfect solution."
He finishes packing his bag with the rest of his things, holding a hand out for the schematics. "I have, but mostly to help with reinforcing and preparation for the inevitability of Imperial retaliation." He makes a face, but he knows the Empire won't let something like this slide.
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Date: 2024-09-09 01:19 am (UTC)"Still, that's good. Even if we can't hold the mine, if we can make it hard for the Empire to recapture, or even set it up to blow, we can still deny it to them. I should probably pay a visit and see if there's anything I can do to help with the defense."
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Date: 2024-09-09 01:39 am (UTC)"I hope we were able to get something out of it at least. But you're absolutely right, better they don't have it at all." He pulls the strap of his bag over a shoulder, stepping away from the table as he gestures for Gohan to lead the way.
"I'm sure you'd be a big help though. There's a lot to do."
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Date: 2024-09-11 02:17 am (UTC)He had meant to say "automated," but his grasp on the local language still has some kinks to work out.
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Date: 2024-09-11 03:16 am (UTC)Donnie tilts his head as he follows along. "Automatic..? Ah, well, I'm glad that Harlock and I took care of getting the cannons set up when we did. But no one'll expect you to do things- it's all very much a matter of going and doing what you think you're able to. No one's going to turn down an extra pair of hands."
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Date: 2024-09-13 02:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-09-13 03:49 pm (UTC)"Probably still a lot to do, so..." he says, trailing off with a nod.
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Date: 2024-09-17 07:23 pm (UTC)"If there's anything I can do to help, just let me know, OK? I'd be more than happy to share some of the work load so that you can get more rest."
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Date: 2024-09-17 09:14 pm (UTC)He looks at Gohan, managing a weak smile at that. That's the most anyone's ever offered.
"Thanks. If anything comes up, I'll be sure to let you know."