knightsoflegend | equipment orientation ♔ monday afternoon

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equipment orientation ♔ monday afternoon

WHO || Lis'sa Trinall, Katniss, Myrilandel, Andrea, Arthur, Merlin, Riddick, and James
WHAT || Equipment Briefing
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Dragon's Hoard Laboratory
WHEN || Monday, February 13th, 1:00pm
HOW || Actionspam; don't feel obligated to tag all threads! Just whichever ones you want to play out your char's reactions to / questions

Lis'sa meets the squires inside the laboratory, behind its "Biohazard" labelled doors. She doesn't really offer much of a greeting, or even introduce herself - just waits inside the strange multi-storied library section until everyone is gathered, and then instructs them to follow her up the steps. A great deal of models are suspended from the ceiling that look like space age designs for jet planes, cars, boats, and any number of other things. There are other objects that are much more inexplicable: a giant silver ball, suspended by several rods, for example.

There's another set of doors at the end of the balcony, and she swipes an access card through a reader besides them. They 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 way," she instructs simply, not sparing the lab a second glance, heading for a door on the left hand side of the room. She presses a hand against the panel there, and the red light changes to green, unlocking the door for everyone's access.

Beyond is a very long room, with rows of labelled cases and cabinets with transparent glass revealing what's inside. Lis'sa steps crisply to the other side of the large stainless steel table.

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[Riddick looks over as he hears the girls voice. A bow was pretty respectable, especially if you know how to use it. From her staring he got the sense that maybe she was intimidated by them, but more than that, she held them in contempt as well. He agreed with her, though it didn't hurt to be proficient in more than one area.]

Bow's a good choice if you have good control. Much quieter, anyway. [He rumbles this while looking over the gadgets behind them, then moves towards them nonchalantly. No need to feel all... advice-giving- friendly. Or to make her feel like he thought she was seeking approval. Cuz he didn't.]

[Lis'sa simply nods, as if she gives no fucks what you decide] As I said. It is entirely your decision.

[Control? She almost looks offended that he'd doubt she would have control over a bow.]

I wouldn't be suggesting that I use one if I didn't have good control.

[She feels as if she should have a preference in sound between a bow and a gun, though. It bothers her that she doesn't.]

[He smirks at her defensive answer, holding up his hands in an "okay" gesture. He liked her grit.]

Oh I'd never think of questioning your control, kid. I was just admiring your choice as being quieter than a gun. You have to be so much more involved in the fight if you have a bow. Much more personal.

[She hadn't ever thought of it that way. Making the fight more involved, more personal. She almost seems puzzled over his assessment and frowns, looking down at her hands.]

It's all I know how to use. I don't know how I know it so well, but it's like it's a piece of me.

[This admission is soft, reluctant to let someone know one of her secrets that probably isn't a secret at all, but it's personal information so she feels that it is.

She glances up at him, curious.]

Do you prefer a gun, then?

[He watched her reaction, hearing the hesitation in her voice, but he snorts at her question. ]

No, I don't particularly prefer them. I like my knives better because they're quieter as well. I only use guns if I have no other choice, or my target is too far for me to get. I don't find them particularly... fair I guess you could say.

[After another moment he says in a much more tempered tone:] It's too bad you know how to use a bow at all. Someone so young as you shouldn't have to know how to hurt other people. But since you already do, and they're offering to help you brush up on your skills, you might as well make sure no one else can use one better than you.

[Knives. Somewhere deep down, she knows she appreciates knives almost as much as her bow. She knows that she'll be able to be proficient enough with those too.

But his last thought takes her off guard and she glances up at him, a little wide eyed.]

Do you think someone here would take advantage if they were better?

[She pauses, frowning deeply.]

I don't think anyone will be, so it's probably pointless to worry about.

No, I don't think anyone here would take advantage of you, these people may be crazy, but they all fight for one another, not against. That doesn't mean someone out there isn't going to be better than you.

[In a not so smooth attempt to change the subject he puts his gun case on the table between them]

So, what other weapons do you use then?

I don't know.

[She glances down at the gun case, and reaches out to gently run her finger along it.]

I haven't tried using anything else yet. I'm not sure that I know how. Deep down, I see a bow and I just know. I know that it will fit perfectly in my hand and I won't have a doubt about how I'll perform. What if that feeling isn't there for anything else?

[He watches her with the gun, seeing the uncertainty on her face as she speaks. He crosses his arms, leaning his hip against the table as he answers her.]

So, you try something out other than a bow. If it feels familiar then you train with it, if not and you don't like it, put it down. No sense wasting your time with something you don't want to do.

And if that feeling isn't there for another weapon? Well, then you train like hell with every type of bow you can find. Be perfect with it. There's no harm in trying something new, hell it's probably a good idea, but if you have one weapon you favor, do it well.

[She looks around the room to see if anyone else is listening in closely, but still takes a step in closer to him, just to be safe. She keeps her voice low, not wanting anyone to hear the shame in her voice at showing weakness.]

If I tried other weapons, would you help me?

[She quickly looks all kinds of sour and embarrassed at having to ask for help. She feels weak and childish, and forces herself to stare up at him even while she wants to look away and bask in her shame for a few prolonged minutes.]

I'll need help in making sure I'm using them properly.

[She trusts him just enough to know that he could probably do a good job and wouldn't lie to her about how she was doing.]

[She was a kid. He was encouraging her to get more familiar with weapons, to learn to use them better than anyone else and she was just a kid. Then again, he had been so much younger than she was now when he had first learned to kill. He could understand where she was coming from. He wasn't sure what pissed him off more about her entire situation.

He looks around casually, doing the same sweep she did to buy himself time to think before looking back down at her, completely serious.]

Yeah. I'll help you. We can learn a few things from each other, I think. [He very slowly and casually reaches out a hand for her to shake, making it as non-threatening and non-touchy-feely as possible.]

[She nods, and glances down at his hand. As discreetly as possible, she reaches over to shake his hand, keeping the contact brief but firm. She feels a little more confident now that she's made a deal, and she holds her head a little higher and looks a little more reassured and proud of herself.]

We'll start with a gun, then try blades.

Sure. You're already more familiar with ranged weaponry so it should be a cinch for you. Just lemme know when you wanna start.

[He looks around again, a grimace on his face as he looks at how many people are in the training area.] There're too many people here for my taste, anyway. Training at night would probably be a better idea.

Nights are fine.

[She's quick to agree, eagerly nodding. She's not going to let him know that she can't sleep at night because of nightmares, so she'll just let herself look extra studious and eager instead.]

We should start tonight. Unless you had other plans already?

[Behind his goggles his gaze briefly flicks to Lis'sa, but he shrugs, nodding at Katniss.]

Sure, tonight sounds good to me. Lets meet up around 10, here.

[She nods, and opens her mouth as if she wants to say something else. But really, she's not sure how to properly express gratitude for his assistance, so she just locks her jaw shut and gives a firmer nod.]

I won't be late.

[She promises, and offers him a very brief lopsided smile before turning to leave. Above anyone else here, maybe even Christos, she considers Riddick to be a true ally. A part of her hopes that maybe she might even be able to call him a trusted friend one day, if she's lucky enough to be able to actually gain friends here.]

[He gives her a smirk and a tiny nod back as she turns to go, looking forward to later that night. He had something to really look forward to now, and from such an unexpected source.]

Good. [He watches her go, then turns to gather his own things. He'd have to remember to check her gun tonight as well for the same flaw that had been in his.]

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