equipment orientation ♔ monday afternoon

[lissatrinall]

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.

Comments

[lightblindbadass]

[That question gets a loud gauwffing laugh out of Riddick, looking skinny Merlin up and down.]

Very spunky of you, kid. I'd like to see that in action sometime.

[lissatrinall]

Correct. But we still encourage mages to learn some form of physical self defense. As you may or not have heard, magic isn't a constant in this world. If you rely on it too heavily, you could find yourself in deep water when it vanishes.

[servant]

[Merlin glances over at Riddick, who looks like he could've made a pretty good knight back in Camelot too. He smiles, awkwardly.]

That would be a change. Not used to it being seen yet.

[But he thinks about what he's told - when it vanishes. He takes a breath and picks up the gun as gingerly as if he thinks it's on fire, something that might burn him.]

I guess I could go back to my macework.

[lightblindbadass]

[Riddick clears his throat from beside Merlin, making twirling motion with his finger.]

Y'might wanna turn it so the barrel [and he points to indicate the little round opening where the bad stuff comes out]isn't pointed at your heart.

[He waits till Merlin turns the gun, then claps him heartily on the back.] Lesson number one.

[lissatrinall]

[/THE TINIEST SMIRK EVER]

[servant]

[Oh.]

Seems like an important lesson.

[Especially when he has just one heart and might be needing it.]

Thanks.

[lightblindbadass]

[Riddick actually oddly takes a liking to Merlin. It was obvious to him that the kid would end up shooting his eye out if he wasn't careful. Which made Riddick all the happier to try and help someone else learn the art of gun fighting.]

Now, myself? I like a knife. Simple. Quiet. Effective. But for someone your size a gun would be a good thing to learn to use. Just my advice.

[servant]

Oh, I don't know. You think so?

[Merlin looks up at Riddick a little uncertainly.]

There's nothing like this at all where I'm from. And making a mistake with one...sounds bad, to put it mildly.

[He glances down again though, reconsidering. On the other hand, if his magic did fail him, it might be his only fighting chance.]

On the other hand, I suppose I could give it a try.

[Merlin smiles, still nervous as hell.]

[lightblindbadass]

[Riddick smirks at his uncertainty and obvious nervousness. To have someone as old as this kid really not know a lot about weaponry was weird to him, but then again he hadn't really had the most standard childhood himself. He crosses his arms and leaned his hip against the table, still weirded out by the fact that he wanted to help him. ]

The good thing about guns is, if you have good aim then you're set. If you prefer to be up close and personal with who you're fighting then a gun really isn't for you. Course, there are plenty of other things to choose from in here, but learning to use a fire-arm would be a good idea either way.

And about making mistakes? That's why they call it practice. [He smirks and claps Merlin on the shoulder again.]

[servant]

I usually come out the worse for it when I have to fight up close and personal. That's more Arthur's thing, but he's-

[Merlin pauses and looks up at the larger man, both brows lifting.]

Like you, I'd wager. Big strong types who do the knocking around. I normally play more of...a supporting role.

[He grins, but he also nods at Riddick's suggestion, taking the advice to heart.

I will practice every day.

[And if he's weirded out by his desire to help, it's met with gratitude from the sorcerer, his promise infused with it.]

Oh, I'm Merlin. I believe this is the first time we've actually spoken?

[lightblindbadass]

[That gets a hearty laugh from Riddick. He thrusts out a hand towards Merlin, grinning toothily.]

Richard B. Riddick. Yeah, I'm not usually much of a talker. Must've put something in the water.[He leaves out the "escaped convict, murderer," part of the sentence that's usually tacked onto the end of his name. No need to scare everyone off right away.

Lol and I love how Riddick's terrible low rolls mean that he doesn't recognize the Arthur/Merlin names, legends, etc at all.]

[servant]

I've been told that I talk too much. The only one who might be able to outmatch me is Gwaine.

[Merlin shakes his hand before carefully placing his gun back into its case. And he rather likes talking to someone without having to address the 'you're the Merlin' question.]

Maybe you just save your talking for something important. Like...helping a fellow Knight not shoot themselves with modern weapons.

[lightblindbadass]

[Riddick shrugs again, watching Merlin to make sure he puts the gun away correctly. He considers the boy's theory about his not talking unless it was important, which was true to a point. Usually there just was never anyone around him he wanted to talk to. Which is why his conversations get so awkward so fast because he doesn't know how to... carry on with real talk like a human with others. Him talking this long with somebody was bound to lead to awkward moments.

Like this one.]

Usually I'd be all for someone else shooting themselves if it got them outta my way. [There's a brief pause in which he realizes what he just said, knowing that he meant it but that things were different here and now for him. Maybe he should... add that.]

'Course it's different now, working with you people.

[servant]

[Merlin glances over at him. Maybe knights were different where he's from. After a moment he huffs a soft laugh.]

Call me selfish, but I'm rather glad that it is. Hopefully I won't be in your way though. We're...brothers-in-arms.

[He glances around at the others, and then asks one of those questions that might make someone want to shoot him.]

Are the girls still our brothers? Wouldn't they be more like sisters-in-arms?

[lightblindbadass]

[That question gets another roll of laughter from Riddick as he throws his head back for a few healthy gawffs. He throws his arm around Merlin's shoulders, turning him so he faces the room more fully so Merlin can see all of the "girls" in question while they were in action.]

First, careful 'bout calling any of them girls. They might hack off a precious part you'd sorely miss. 'Specially that one. [He says this as he nods towards Kat. And Buffy.]

I dunno, I think calling them that might be okay, I'd think they'd appreciate being called a Sister-In-Arms better than Brother. [He shrugs, thinking it sounds fine to him. He doesn't know anything about ladies and their "delicate natures." Or what sets them off. Good luck with this one Merlin. ]

[servant]

Oh. Right.

[And he pales a little. Because he would sorely miss that part. He's grown rather...attached to it. Merlin nods as Riddick speaks, taking special note of the girls women in question.]

I'll let you know what I find out. There's no sense in both of us suffering their wrath. [Merlin grins over at him. With his luck, Kat will say one thing and Buffy another, and Merlin will be forever mixing them up.]

[lightblindbadass]

[Riddick snorts, chucking Merlin in the arm jokingly.]

Gonna take one for the team, eh? Yeah, let me know how that goes for you. Maybe I'll watch, actually. That could prove entertaining.

Make sure you come to weapons training with that, I could give you some pointers so you don't shoot yourself in the eye. [He nods at the gun case, still chuckling.]

[servant]

Yeah, I'll be sure to.

[Merlin grins back at him. He might just need it.]

[lightblindbadass]

[Riddick claps him on the back once more for good measure, then turns and takes his own case before heading out to the training area. He speaks over his shoulder as he goes.]

See ya around, kid.