knightsoflegend | equipment orientation ♔ sunday afternoon

WHO || Gregor Hughes, Chiaki Yoshida, Haymitch Abernathy, Rayna Valentine, Fyrel Lear, Finnick Odair
WHAT || Equipment Briefing
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Dragon's Hoard Laboratory
WHEN || Sunday, March 4th, 4:00pm
HOW || Actionspam; don't feel obligated to tag all threads! Just whichever ones you want to play out your char's reactions to / questions

For starters, Sir Hughes is late to the equipment briefing by a good fifteen minutes. Yep. Sorry, guys. When he does finally show up, he's coming down the hall in ridiculously casual wear, as if maybe he just rolled out of bed. He mumbles an apology as he pats his pockets down to try and locate his card, before finally discovering it was tucked behind his ear with an "Aha!" He fumbles it through the reader, and the doors labelled "Biohazard" slide open.

He guides them through the bizarre multi-storied library and up the steps, beyond the models suspended from the ceiling that look like space age designs for jet planes, cars, boats, and any number of other things. At the end of the balcony he swipes his card through the reader with a much higher degree of ease and then ushers them all inside.

"Well c'mon, c'mon, don't got all day," he mutters, even if he was the one who ... showed up late. The doors depress with a space age his. revealing a clean white laboratory, with rows and rows of tables and lab equipment set up. Numerous knights buzz around in white lab coats, working under microscopes and on computers, conferring over a number of projects.

"This is one part of the lab, where the Hoard does their research and general... bomb-building or whatever," he says, waving a hand vaguely in that direction as he heads for the left hand side of the room. He places his palm on a panel there until the red light blinks green, and then moves into the narrower space there - a long room with rows of labelled cases and cabinets with transparent glass revealing what's inside.

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[It's around this time that Haymitch realizes he's the oldest person here except for the dude doing the orientation and he feels like Billy Madison. If he knew who that was.

And, man, all this weird shit seems so familiar to him in a way. Shame he can't remember it. And, anyway, it seems a little excessive.] What do you use it for? A distraction? Doesn't seem very practical.

[He fixes Haymitch with an almost 'bitch plz' kind of stare. If he cared enough to bitch plz about anything] For cutting things. [The "genius" is strongly implied]

Funny. Thought that's what a knife is for. [Genius.]

You know of a knife that can cut through concrete like it's nothin', you sign me up for one.

How often do you have to cut through concrete? [What? It's an honest question. :|]

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It's been known to happen. [Smartass.]

[This is all well and good if you're from District Three...] I'll be sure to let you know when I've got a concrete wall that needs to be killed.

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Make sure to give it a good thrashing with that knife of yours first.

At least I know the knife will keep working.

Not if someone aims a laser at it, it won't. [who would do such a thing]

I'll be sure to avoid lasers, then. [Smirkity smirk smirk. COME AT HIM, BRO.]

Funny thing about lasers - they build 'em to not be avoided.

So I should be prepared for it to always come down to lasers with you, right?

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[ Lear doesn't appear to have quite the age gap of the others, though then, she hasn't been withered by twenty-for years straight of intoxication. But she's riiiight there with him on the impracticality. ]

To look like the sort of person who can afford unnecessary gadgets, I should imagine.

And what good is that? Only useful until they stop working.

Oh, but appearance is very important to some people. And it's a lot less noticeable than slinging around a bowie knife, isn't it.

[Haymitch grunts an affirmation.] Shame it doesn't make much of a difference how impressive you are. Either you kill them or they kill you.

[ W o w. Lear's eyebrow's lift, very slightly. ]

That's quite pragmatic of you. But I think intimidation and subtlety goes a very long way to avoid needing to kill someone.

Doesn't always work that way. [His Teenage Dream was not like Katy Perry talked about. It involved death and more death. Sob.]

So what would you use, then?

A better strategy than "impress the enemy into submission" for starters.

Don't mock me, Sir Abernathy. I'm simply standing up for the good old non-violence method. Some battles are won before any weapons are drawn, ridiculous laser-blade-watches aside.

I still feel more comfortable with weapons drawn just in case the other side isn't feeling talkative.

Because that's not aggressive behavior at all.

[And all is well in the land of Haymitch Makes Everyone Think He's An Ornery Drunk, when he's actually an Ornery Drunk With a BRAIN.] Guess that's why you'll be the one doing the negotiating.