"I gots a jones for a bit of a contest if yer willin'"
"I don't play in contests, pretty boy."
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"Eat s!@t green eyes."
Slings her assault rifle over her shoulder and heads over to the dart board. Sullenly throws her knife into the bullseye a few times.
<Loads her shotgun.> In the balls or in the knees asshats.
"Dude, I'm a field engineer." "Does the ogre play chess?"
"Mmm." Ha holsters her assault rifle into a slot on her thigh. Looks at the guy with the bag. "Wutcha got in there?"
Ha removes the laser sharpened titanium bayonet, lays it with the blade up, pulls out one of her hairs, and sets it on the blade. The hair is sheared by its own weight. "Yup, still works."
A large Orc in pirate costume sidles over to Curmudgeon... "Psst. Them types of slug throwers wont work in here. Yeh gotta get dirty if'n you want to see blood." The stranger starts continues looking for an appropriate item in his bag of holding. Perhaps a can of Raid... Making her way from a back hallway silently she unslings and sets her assault rifle down on the table. It has a gleaming 12 inch bayonet. She looks at the orc. "This one still works." Looks at the stranger. "Nice gun."
Ha looks at the burley man, puzzled, with an eyebrow half cocked.
Ha pulls our her sidearm, removes all ammo and slides it over to OLLI. "Look, a lot of you guys in here are packing stuff that's just... medieval. What you need is one of these. Winchester, planet Earth, buddy. It shoots 12.7 mm chucks of depleted uranium that rip soft fleshies to pieces and all you gotta do is push the button." "Even better, go down the hall and out the last door on the right and you'll find some serious badness. You guys probably shoot magic arrows and fireballs, right? Yah? You know what I'm talkin'. Well girl here (points at Ashura) has a frickin' mecha. Mechanical like you but way, way bigger and shootin' stuff that burns armies to cinders."
"The base core said that before I hacked it. But as you are kinda cute I shall spare you my curiosity."
"Ooooooh. It talks" Pulls out her toolkit.
"I'm in the space marines" Pulls out a serious-ass handgun. "I took your plasma cannon apart cuz I want to put it on my wagon."
"Oh, was that yours?"
From ashes to ashes and dust to dust...
After the class, Ha snatches and takes apart any mechanical or electronic devices she can find... out of curiosity. This is, no doubt, an inconvenience to anyone who wants to use them.
After Menendez gets her attention Ha will ask him "can your grandmother do that?"
hehe *Ha gloats silently about her six hits*
*Ha's chin wobbles a little, tears well out* "No" ... "Sir"
Menendez, are we gonna be shooting humans? *gestures toward human shaped targets*
*puts it back on the table where she got it* To Menendez: "Many fail to understand the importance of gun safety education for children. Statistics suggest that as many of 7% of children who live in households with accessible firearms play with them and of those one quarter accidentally discharge the weapon because they don't realize that if a round was chambered it stays in the chamber after the gun has been discharged. Luckily very few of those actually result in a fatal injury, but nevertheless it does point to the great risk in giving a fully loaded weapon to a 7 year old girl. I don't know about you but if my parents were alive they would be appalled at your handing me a loaded weapon without any proper instruction. To tell you the truth, you're lucky I didn't accidentally shoot you."
SHOUTING: "DUDE, I FORGOT TO SIGN THE WAIVER!" [Trainer points out the ass end of the pelican] "OKAY, OKAY!..." Jumps... Heart pounds, wind screams.... "KOWABUNGAAAAAAA!... 3...4..."
Spoiler:
To the other kids: "Those big metal things are called bulkheads, and that creaking sound--it means we are going to crash and all die."
"Hey grampa, where's the head in this hunk of junk cruiser? I'm sure you haven't done much parenting with this traveling work, so you probably don't know that 7 year old girls shouldn't hold their pee too long, it's not good for the kidneys."
"With all due respect grampa, I'm a gifted child coping with grief, trapped in an orphanage with legions of mindless mouth breathing germ factories who cry themselves to sleep every night, and I have no consolation. In fact, I have already cased this place out for an escape and the only reason I'm still here is because I'm broke and have nowhere to go. So, grampa, the way I see it, either you are an idiot or that was a rhetorical question. Having said that, there is one thing that is worrying me: if you guys are recruiting kids you must be seriously f$!~ed."
Hello? What type of character is needed? A fast hero? A smart Hero? I'm leaning to a hacker kind of smart hero at the moment. I may having hacking and fixing wrapped, but we could use a tactician. So a fast or strong with some brains could be very useful
Strip, clean, oil, reassemble, reload. Safety off. Wait.
I'll be spotting
Pillar allows us to control cover. Agreed?
United Nations Space Command--Now Recruiting
bump moved to the HALO commentary Jacob? others?
I'm still here. V, What about the question about whether or not we need a portable computer... from the other thread.
I'm still here.
I shouldn't be in the front lines, that and I have the skill points to throw at spot.
My favorite sniper's motto: "Don't bother running, you'll only die tired."
Dibs on the mechanical and electrical kit.
Unarmed, unarmored. Awaiting logistics. And hey, do I get a deck?
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