EQUIPMENT ORIENTATION ♔ SATURDAY AFTERNOON

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WHO || Gregor Hughes, any and all Knights who haven't attended an equipment orientation yet :D
WHAT || Equipment Briefing
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Dragon's Hoard Laboratory
WHEN || Saturday, March 9th, 3:20pm
HOW || Actionspam; don't feel obligated to tag all threads! Just whichever ones you want to play out your char's reactions to / questions

First of all, in his invitation to this orientation, Sir Hughes didn't offer any clues as to the location of the Dragon's Hoard Lab, so you're all on your own in finding it.  A 13+ Navigate or even a 11+ Gather Information check will send you in the right direction, however, as it's actually pretty simple to locate.  However, as the squires begin gathering,  itt's starting to look as if Sir Hughes... forgot.  When he does finally shows up, twenty minutes later, he's coming down the hall in a pair of sweat pants and a white stained shirt. 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.

"Yeah, step right up, let's go," he mutters, making hurrying motions,  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 the lab, where the Hoard does their research, most of you will never have to come in here, and probably for the best, at that" 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.

Comments

Waiting for Zero to show up...

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[Yeah, he's late, so you're all probably going to have a chance to gather and chat first. And possibly give up on waiting around.]

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[Lila is waiting to get oriented. Because it's protocol and it's part of the rules, blah blah blah she might not have been an active listener. But she inactively listened to get her butt to orientation so Eric will have less to bitch about.]

Does the 15 minutes late rule apply here?

[She's sprawled on the ground next to the door, doodling on her jeans, because she is already bored and she could be doing anything else right now.]

Credit Cards

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[He swings around to the other side of the stainless steel table, reaching a hand over to messily spread the envelopes with your names on them out so you can read them.] Alright, so what've we got here...

[He picks up one of them: Violet's, and squeezes it so that he can peer inside] Oh, right! [He drops that again and looks across the spread, indicating they should grab theirs] Credit cards, for mission expenses. Anything you need, just slap this baby down. They'll accept 'em almost anywhere. [Each card is silver, with this logo branded on it, and the words KARTHUR INSTITUTE across the top]

[exuviae]

[ Amrita fidgets a little with her new credit card, unsure how many questions she should be asking since this guy actually seems less tactful than she herself, and she considers that to be quite an achievement, but there is this one thing she can't get out of her mind. ]

What if we want to get into the lab?

[ Because she really, really wants to get into the lab. ]

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Then if I were you, I'd make buddies with one of the Dragon's Hoard members. Your mentor knight might be able to get you in. Otherwise you can always ask Lis'sa since she runs it.

[ snort ] Good luck with that, though.

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Not a fan of newbies in her lab?

[ Amrita can sort of relate. She tries to be patient with beginners and remember that she used to be one herself but... it's hard. ]

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She doesn't like spending her time putting out their fires. Can't say I blame her.

[exuviae]

Neither do I, I suppose. I guess I'll just have to see what I can do. Thank you.

Excalibur Brand Pistol

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[Next, he goes to pick up one of aluminum cases on the floor, turning it this way and that before finally setting it down on the table and hitting the clasps to open it] If it's firepower you're looking for, everybody gets one of these, company-issued. 'Course you can't use it in the field unless you get certified for it by the Dragon's Hide: try taking it out there before one of them tells you you can and you might find your ass in a jam with the big guy.

If you've used a gun before, though, just show 'em you know what you're doin' and you'll be clear to do what you want. Might not even want a gun, but no one's gonna hold one to your head and make you take it out that door.

[Inside the case is a weapon that looks something like this, except that it also has the Knight's symbol of a dragon on the handle, and the words EXCALIBUR across the barrel. Below it are located several 17 shot magazines and a silencer]

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Excalibur. [ she turns the gun over, reading the barrel. she looks amused but also disparaging. ] That's ... cute. [ she sets the gun back in the case. ] Do we need to be field-cleared for our own personal firearms too, or just this one?

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Sure as hell do. Think we're about to take the word of every schmo who waltzes in here that they know how to use a gun just because they bought or stole their own?

Good news is if you've trained before, shouldn't take more than a few to get your clearance.

[uncurse]

I never said it didn't make sense. So, who do I talk to about getting cleared? [ she thumbs the clasps of the briefcase, considering it. can't hurt to have a secondary sidearm. ]

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Any of the big guys in the Dragon's Hide. Sir Dovan, Luthir, Fred Jr... there's usually one of 'em around the training rooms.

[uncurse]

Someone should really tell him the "junior" doesn't do him any favors. [ just saying when you list a big guy with the name junior in his name ... but seriously who does that after age 6. ] I'll see about getting in touch with them. That mean we're squared away here?

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[L.O. actual L. Excalibur. Are they even trying.]

Does this make you the other lady in the lake?

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Do I look like I could pull off a dress made outta seaweed?

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Yes. [Bluff 31, is she serious? Possibly.] Seaweed crown braided into your natural waves. I think kelp would be a good color on you.

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Whereas insulting your elder's isn't a good color on anybody, kid.

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I don't actually consider lady in the lake to be an insult, but I guess I can how it could be perceived that way.

Gadgetry

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Now if you're looking for something with a little more style, we've got you covered for that too. Anything you see in here's been lab tested and approved for use in the field, so you can come check it out before you head on a mission. Not just weapons, though we've got those here too - grenades, explosives, that kind of thing - but also infiltration gear, top of the line. James Bond gear, you know the type. Unless you're from the Shadow World, then you probably have no idea what I'm talking about.

[He looks across your faces, before deciding he can't tell by looking at any of you. YOU ALL LOOK THE SAME TO HIM.] Here, this one's the favorite right now. [He yanks a man's wristwatch out of a case, and hits a button on either side, causing the face to suddenly sprout tiny blades and spin rapidly like a buzzsaw] Plus, it's got lasers.

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[Shiny violent things, oh the little magpie wants it.]

Ooh! Do you have poison lipstick and a compact that's really a powdered knock out drug? 'cause that would be awesome!

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Child's play. You young people are sure short on originality these days.

[graveflowers]

Pfft. Okay, that's true. Valid point.

So... do you have... a sword that transforms into a hair clip so I can be both stylish and deadly? Or one ring, perhaps, to rule them all?

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Now you're just being silly.

You can get a knife into a hair clip, or jewelry with built in tech functions, but what you're talking about are magical artifacts and we just don't go handing those out to anybody. You'd have to ask the Dragon's Fire about that kinda thing.

[graveflowers]

I do that, flippancy in the face of danger is my fatal flaw, probably.

Duly noted. What about... [She taps her finger to her lips, thinking.] Well, speaking of James Bond. Is there an Aston Martin hanging around? Or barring that: a garrote wire watch? Maybe a bagpipe flamethrower? Oh! A pen with a grenade in it? That actually writes. The pen, not the grenade.