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starlogs2017-03-06 08:30 pm
stop_apologizing) wrote in starlogs2017-03-06 08:30 pm
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WHO: Colette Brunel and OTA
WHERE: Bajikan
WHEN: Any day while they're on the planet
WHAT: Colette goes off to explore her first alien planet
WARNINGS: None for now, will update as necessary
District IV (blue)
[After a month of being trapped onboard a spaceship (and one that needs repairs, no less), exploring a new planet is an exciting prospect, and Colette is one of the first to hoof to the main city. Goodness Martel, but it is lively on this planet - the people are of such variety in size and shape that she can't help her stares. Walking into the city proper does little to curb her enthusiasm, either, and she's running high on the fumes of culture shock by the time she enters a district.
The fourth district, up to this point, is the only one she has a passing interest in, and she knows she's made the right decision when warmth bleeds into her skin like sunshine and leaves her feeling relaxed. She... hasn't felt this nice in ages, it seems.
So much that upon trotting up a green hill covered in lush grass, Colette decides that walking is too much of a bother. Flying too. She'll plop straight onto the ground and proceed to roll down the rest of the way, until she either hits someone or she stops at the bottom of the hill, near the shopping district.
... She'll get up eventually.]
District V (black)
[There's only one reason Colette would ever enter a district like this.
She's told at the gate that if she's looking to upgrade a weapon, well... nothing like a district of violence to sate her needs. And to be sure, the tiny blond girl with her waist-length hair makes a strange addition to the area. For the first few moments, she keeps her cool, resists the pounding in her temples and how her fingers rhythmically bunch into fists. Her gaze remains steadfast on the ground and she doesn't speak to anyone.
It's important, she recites, to be well-armed. To protect the ship now that she's apart of the community. She'll buy herself a sturdier pair of chakrams and then she'll leave. That's it. She can do this. It's her duty as a Chosen.
What she doesn't expect is to get lost on her way, too busy fighting the irritability twisting in the pit of her stomach, and the rising frustration comes to a head when someone - a stranger - grips her shoulder without permission.
Said stranger who finds himself lifted and thrown against the wall which force that it leaves a dent in the brick. Colette just stands there panting and her arms shaking. It's not guilt or hysteria that sets her expression into hard lines until the girl is almost unrecognizable. And as for anyone who is watching--]
W-what do you want?
District VII (violet)
[Colette doesn't know why she decides to go into the seventh district -- maybe to bring Zelos back a gift? She is a little disappointed he hadn't joined her on this outing (something about having had his fill of the last planet, so she should go have fun instead), but that sleight is set aside like it doesn't exist, in fact fueling her desire to perk up his mood.
Except that thirty minutes later, the effects of the district are in full force, and pleasing Zelos becomes the furthest thing from her mind. No, she doesn't feel like pampering him when she could extend the same courtesy to herself. Look at all these shops, these salons, these manicure stores!
Doesn't matter that she has no idea what that last one is. For the first time in what feels like her entire life, the Chosen of Sylvarant is bold enough to stretch her wings - quite literally, in fact. She skips down the streets with a pair of pink wings behind her, smiling in satisfaction when anyone takes note.]
Hehe... do you like them? They're pretty, right? [Swinging her hands behind her back] I got them because I'm an angel!
[Later in the day, she'll step up her game and attend a dance studio. The lesson is... er. Well. There's nothing wrong with tripping so often that she got shooed out of the class. It just means she's found her own style. Give it a few years, she'll be a sensation.
In fact, passerby, she might shake you down for an opinion. Just a minute of your time! Watch her break it down, Colette-style, and possibly break your shin bone in the process]
Wildcard
[ooc: pp for whatever, I love plotting 8Db]
WHERE: Bajikan
WHEN: Any day while they're on the planet
WHAT: Colette goes off to explore her first alien planet
WARNINGS: None for now, will update as necessary
District IV (blue)
[After a month of being trapped onboard a spaceship (and one that needs repairs, no less), exploring a new planet is an exciting prospect, and Colette is one of the first to hoof to the main city. Goodness Martel, but it is lively on this planet - the people are of such variety in size and shape that she can't help her stares. Walking into the city proper does little to curb her enthusiasm, either, and she's running high on the fumes of culture shock by the time she enters a district.
The fourth district, up to this point, is the only one she has a passing interest in, and she knows she's made the right decision when warmth bleeds into her skin like sunshine and leaves her feeling relaxed. She... hasn't felt this nice in ages, it seems.
So much that upon trotting up a green hill covered in lush grass, Colette decides that walking is too much of a bother. Flying too. She'll plop straight onto the ground and proceed to roll down the rest of the way, until she either hits someone or she stops at the bottom of the hill, near the shopping district.
... She'll get up eventually.]
District V (black)
[There's only one reason Colette would ever enter a district like this.
She's told at the gate that if she's looking to upgrade a weapon, well... nothing like a district of violence to sate her needs. And to be sure, the tiny blond girl with her waist-length hair makes a strange addition to the area. For the first few moments, she keeps her cool, resists the pounding in her temples and how her fingers rhythmically bunch into fists. Her gaze remains steadfast on the ground and she doesn't speak to anyone.
It's important, she recites, to be well-armed. To protect the ship now that she's apart of the community. She'll buy herself a sturdier pair of chakrams and then she'll leave. That's it. She can do this. It's her duty as a Chosen.
What she doesn't expect is to get lost on her way, too busy fighting the irritability twisting in the pit of her stomach, and the rising frustration comes to a head when someone - a stranger - grips her shoulder without permission.
Said stranger who finds himself lifted and thrown against the wall which force that it leaves a dent in the brick. Colette just stands there panting and her arms shaking. It's not guilt or hysteria that sets her expression into hard lines until the girl is almost unrecognizable. And as for anyone who is watching--]
W-what do you want?
District VII (violet)
[Colette doesn't know why she decides to go into the seventh district -- maybe to bring Zelos back a gift? She is a little disappointed he hadn't joined her on this outing (something about having had his fill of the last planet, so she should go have fun instead), but that sleight is set aside like it doesn't exist, in fact fueling her desire to perk up his mood.
Except that thirty minutes later, the effects of the district are in full force, and pleasing Zelos becomes the furthest thing from her mind. No, she doesn't feel like pampering him when she could extend the same courtesy to herself. Look at all these shops, these salons, these manicure stores!
Doesn't matter that she has no idea what that last one is. For the first time in what feels like her entire life, the Chosen of Sylvarant is bold enough to stretch her wings - quite literally, in fact. She skips down the streets with a pair of pink wings behind her, smiling in satisfaction when anyone takes note.]
Hehe... do you like them? They're pretty, right? [Swinging her hands behind her back] I got them because I'm an angel!
[Later in the day, she'll step up her game and attend a dance studio. The lesson is... er. Well. There's nothing wrong with tripping so often that she got shooed out of the class. It just means she's found her own style. Give it a few years, she'll be a sensation.
In fact, passerby, she might shake you down for an opinion. Just a minute of your time! Watch her break it down, Colette-style, and possibly break your shin bone in the process]
Wildcard
[ooc: pp for whatever, I love plotting 8Db]
District V
So he had wandered aimlessly until he came across this alley, just in time to witness an attempted creeping and a tiny girl smashing the creep against the wall.
And then as she speaks, he tries to answer.]
What I want? [As much as he tried to deny it, it's hard to hide the anger he feels within himself, and he points aggressively as he shouts back.]
I WANT TO KICK THAT GUY'S AAAAAAAASSSSSSS!!!
no subject
Um.
Colette isn't what shocks her more - the lack of volume control or the passion with which the stranger speaks to her, and she barely has time to scoot to the side when the same man who'd touched her abruptly jumps back to his feet.
Apparently his head is of a sturdy sort. He's also not that happy about being thrown into a wall. Colette gives the creep a frown in retaliation, still plenty unhappy about how he'd approached her, but um. Manners and all]
I-if you want to, sir! [Go on, her new muscled friend. The first hit is free.]
no subject
THAT'S WHAT I WAS HOPING TO HEAR!! NOW GET READY, YOU WORTHLESS PUNK... FOR A NEKOMARU NIDAI SPECIAAAAAL!!
[With that Nekomaru charges forward like a bull towards the man who has no idea what he signed up for. He then spreads out one arm and clothelines him, knocking the guy down. Except that before the guy hits the ground, Nekomaru reaches down to grab him by the collar, and then he as he skids to a halt he tosses the man straight into a dumpster lying in another alleyway across the street.]
ALRIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!
no subject
Once the effects of the district have lessened, Colette is going to feel so terrible about this... but until then--]
Oh, that was amazing, sir! [APPLAUSE. Just looking at that has her pumped with adrenaline, and once she stops clapping, Colette balls her hands into determined fists] Can you teach me that move?
no subject
Of course!! It can be a very handy move to learn. After all, who knows when another weirdo will jump you like that?
no subject
[Such language, and from a Chosen, too. Ooooo, if only the Professor could see her.]
Don't worry, I'm stronger than I look! So... [Hm, wanting to learn is all well and good, but not if they don't have a
victimvolunteer. Colette frowns and begins looking up and down the street in earnest.]Um... I think there's a competition going on somewhere. Maybe you could show me there!
no subject
You're right. I've heard about the competitions that are held in this district... We'll seek one out, and I'll show you some moves while we show them the floor!
[The hulking young man begins moving soon to try to figure out the best place to hit up!]
no subject
It won't take them very long to find an arena fight. Two men who pretend to be loitering in front of a shady-looking bar take one look at Nekomaru's physique and call him over. Oh, now here's a guy who looks like he's in for a good time! They've got a nice place set up in back if he's interested, and there's some prize money involved, too. All he's gotta do is last through three fights.]
Oh! Is it okay if I join him? He's gonna show me some moves! [Says the girl who pokes her head around Nekomaru. And she's smiling, but there's enough of an edge to suggest she isn't planning to take "no" as an answer.
The men just stare at her before swallowing their laughter. Alright, sweetie, your funeral. Don't complain if you scrape your knee.]
no subject
Are you gonna let them laugh at you like that?! Show some spirit!! And show them this move!
[Without waiting for the guys to definitely be ready, Nekomaru furiously dashes forward to clothesline one of them, and he watches at the same time for Colette to follow his lead.]
no subject
O-okay! I'm coming! [Said brightly as she holds out her arm and runs with all her might toward her opponent. The man in question is too busy gaping at Nekomaru to take much notice of her, and it's why when she catches him by the waist (shhh, she's short), he barely does more than stumble backward. Turns out that while Colette is strong, she's not exactly fast, and hasn't built up enough momentum.
... Which turns out to be a moot point when the man steps back, promptly trips over a wooden chair, and lands right on his ass]
Oh-- I think I did it!