Bird mom
Heliodor: Judging by the size of that couch I'm gonna have to remove my armor and weapon to carry it. Just hope none of the idiots touch it. Also it might get some sunflower seeds on it, but that's just a trifle at this point.
The Crystal Caverns A bird's gotta sing.
sess10n status: l0st
"All right. Give me a moment to drop my gear."
Eires walks off towards the back of the house, where her suit rests, and comes back a few seconds later, sans pistol.
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Military Grade Shitposter
Six: -to Einar- You think it looks weird?
Live it and come back to me.
-He looks... surprisingly human. Yes, he's basically one of the buffest meatheads around, but all the same, he doesn't look any larger than you'd expect an average human to be capable of becoming-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
Einar: point taken...I'm just gonna stay here at the house until my strength is needed]]
Lights, Camera, Action!
Roy: *He goes back to his room, returns in his signature white fancy waistcoat suit sans SDU device. He felt real uncomfortable*
"Still feeling naked without my gun to be honest."
edited 25th Aug '16 6:58:17 PM by MrKirb
Military Grade Shitposter
Six: You can't take the suit off?
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
Einar: the only piece I can remove at my own discretion is my helmet, and we lack the proper equipment for removing it here.
Military Grade Shitposter
Six: Damn.
Sorry to hear, Einar.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
-the marine shrugs-
Einar: just bring me back snacks from when you all go out and I need to hide here.
Military Grade Shitposter
Six: I'll set up a charity for you.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
Lights, Camera, Action!
Roy: "Name the meal, we deliver."
-Einar laughs-
Einar: thanks, both of you
Lights, Camera, Action!
Roy: *Gives two thumbs up.*
Military Grade Shitposter
Six: Never stopped aiming to please.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
-Albert just takes off his helmet and replaces it with his hat- Albert: "...I don't have any other clothes. My jumpsuit is being held together by duct tape and hope. I rather not be arrested for being naked in public..."
Will make dad jokes for friends.
Duty First
Osvald walks back to where the group is, his carbine and backpack gone for the most part. However, he still wears his full uniform, and still have a holstered sidearm.
He nodded to the group as he walked by, raising a hand before he continued. "Before any of y' asked, yes, this is what passes for civilian uniform for us."
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sess10n status: l0st
"Perhaps, Sergeant, if I may speak as something of an equal, you may want to make it clear you're authorized to carry that-"
She motioned to the gun at his side before continuing.
"Or, and I understand this is neither of our preferred option, leave it unseen. It may have to stay here, and I'd like to make things easy on her."
She jerked her head towards Nova.
"Not something either of us are too keen on doing, but that's just the way the drive burns. Not much we can do about it."
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Duty First
He nodded back, tapping on a left pocket on his chest. "All the paperworks and licenses I have for firearms and just about everything in here, ma'am."
"We mostly keep to ourselves anyhow, and if they have a problem with this, I can go discuss this over with the local law enforcement to see about getting a proper license."
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"If we explored that option, might I suggest we investigate those laws before we just go up, guns in hand, so to speak. I'd ve more than happy to help you look into it."
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Duty First
"That's what we—the private and I— has been doing ever since we informed our immediate superior what happened.", he grumbled out. " 'Go and make sure we can actually be armed.', he said. Hence, here I am."
"If you want to help, ma'am, I suggest the station's archives. That's where the private is currently holed up in. I'm looking around for the police station."
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" I'll take you up on that then, sir. I don't mean to patronize a man of your experience, and I apologize if I've come off as such."
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Duty First
"No, 's fine. You didn't patronize me or anything.", he said, sighing. "Its mostly that this is about as annoying as it come and goes. No self-respecting son or daughter of Helghan should be unarmed, be him a miner, farmer, to even the most successful of merchantmen.", moving the holster to the inside of his vest, concealing it.
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sess10n status: l0st
"Such are things at home? I can respect that. It's hardly required from where I am from, but my sidearm is something important to me. Hopefully they will allow us to carry them, even if it does turn out to be unnecessary."
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Duty First
Osvald shrugged, turning to leave. "Pretty much—And I can understand that, ma'am. To be honest and with all due respect?"
"I don't feel quite right here, in this 'ere space station."
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-Einar looks at six-
Einar: ...ok that is a weird sight.