Winter RP: The Citadel

[shadowsong26]

It's late afternoon, just approaching evening, and one of the less-imposing reception rooms in the Citadel at the heart of the City of Glass is lit up by a glorious sunset. The dry heat of the desert day is starting to die off; the temperature sits at a pleasant level now.

The walls of the room are made of thick, solid glass panes, in deceptively delicate white stone frames. They are punctuated at regular intervals by wall hangings embroidered with intricate geometric patterns, in green and gold. There is a large, extravagant rug, woven in similar colors, covering the floor. The ceiling, high above, is more glass, fogged, and gilded around the edges to match the gold in the tapestries.

One wall is dominated by a pair of double doors that swing open onto an enclosed pleasure garden, with carefully maintained flowers climbing the walls and a murmuring fountain in the center. There are white gravel paths marking out four regular quadrants.

The portals are opening once again...

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[bookblather]

"It's pretty weird," Danny said. "Like, not gonna lie, a place made of glass is pretty nifty, but I feel like it would be a bad life choice when things break all the time? Unless it's plastic. I guess it could be plastic." She shrugged. "Ah well. Bit of a shame I didn't bring my uniform," she added, and grinned.

[shipwreck_light]

"Oh, it could be bulletproof..." Nene had murmured in there somewhere, but ultimately she chose not to continue with that point, being as she currently suffered a distinct lack of bullets with which to test this.

Besides, having her grin returned like that. "Woul, yeah. Total shame. But hey, you got here, I got here, yer always prepare, I happeneda come with a ridin' crop. I think we can make our own party."

[bookblather]

Danny laughed. "Always prepared is the Boy Scouts," she said. "We're just... well, sailors. With guns. Sailors with guns. It's a good life."

[shipwreck_light]

"Most people," Nene began, "totalllly underestimate the relative goodness of lives with guns. So- what's yer poison far's that goes? .22? Sniper rifle? Howitzer?"

[bookblather]

"God," Danny breathed, enviously. "If somebody let me use a howitzer... no, though, standard issue's a Beretta M9. We were lowly enlisted so nobody let us play with anything cool. Although," she added, lifting a finger, "one of the Special Ops guys did let me play with his P-11 and that was fucking awesome. Ever got the chance to screw around with an underwater gun?"

[shipwreck_light]

"Nooo~," Nene however fairly purred at the thought. "That only sounds like the most awesome thing ever. And I say that as a newly converted Beretta fangirl."

She chose not to mention that the Beretta had come from a man she'd felled.

And the (sadly, nonfunctional) Howitzer in Sky Plaza's basement. Bringing /that/ up was just cruel.


(OOC- I didn't just write that in for yucks. Raincross's gun was always tagged as Beretta PX4-type model. Umm. Best possible RP meetup XD?)

[bookblather]

((Hahaha, AWESOME. The Beretta M9 really is Navy standard issue, too. That's the best part.))

"Underwater guns are so cool," Danny said, wistfully, remembering playtime. "I only got to shoot it once, though. You have to send it back to the manufacturer to reload it, and the dude didn't really want to get in trouble just to impress an ensign."

[shipwreck_light]

"Still. You touched it. You shot a fish," Nene coughed out of her daydreamy demeanor a moment after. "Anyway, I woulda shot a fish. Scuze me if I was projectin' there. I just- I don't get to guard bodies underwater much and seems like swimmin' lessons are kinda antithetical to my job. I mean, how many ways can you kill somebody inna pool."

She rubbed her chin at that.

(OOC again: too rad! Sorry about the lateness of my reply. We've been having some connection issue.)

[bookblather]

"Nah," Danny said. "I missed the fish. The aim on those things is shit. But, uh, there's actually a lot of ways to kill somebody in a pool? Or any body of water. Depends on what you got on you but you can always drown 'em."

[shipwreck_light]

Nene busted up laughing. "Drown 'em, freeze 'em, boil 'em, poison 'em, electrocute 'em. I've heard stories, man. That's why the sarcasm and the boss only havin' a private pool. Maaaaan." Having paused a to dab at her eyes, she added. "To bad about the aim on those things. I just. The fish are obvs escapim'. But it's still cool and I'm still jealous!"