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RP: Cirrus Station [Episode 6] Sunny Side Up
- Thread starter MoonMan
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Deacon flicked his ears and looked back over at Jen. He did his best not to scowl at her but wasn't completely successful in that regard. Shaking his head slowly, he would turn back to looking out the front of the shuttle, sliding the sunglasses he had gotten from the station's doctor to protect his cybernetic eyes, over his eyes and closed them to sort of doze off into his own thoughts about this vacation.
Liam
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To her credit, Keziah smiled at his question. It was a strained one, forced, not like the natural ones that came out of being amused or happy. But it was there none the less, and her eyes didn't flicker towards Claire like they wanted to. But that look in her eyes stayed put.
"I am," she said, "I don't know about her, though."
She resolved to talk to Cyril later, hopefully in private, if he really wanted to know. In the shuttle, so close to touch-down and with everyone within earshot of each other, she wasn't going to say anything more than diplomatically possible. On top of that, her answer was truly honest. Claire was a mystery, but worse than that, she was someone who had gotten all the way past Keziah's defenses. Nobody else ever had.
All that, she hoped, was conveyed on those six words.
"I am," she said, "I don't know about her, though."
She resolved to talk to Cyril later, hopefully in private, if he really wanted to know. In the shuttle, so close to touch-down and with everyone within earshot of each other, she wasn't going to say anything more than diplomatically possible. On top of that, her answer was truly honest. Claire was a mystery, but worse than that, she was someone who had gotten all the way past Keziah's defenses. Nobody else ever had.
All that, she hoped, was conveyed on those six words.
Cyril was a yard dog despite the spiffy uniform they had given him, but even he could understand what Kaz was thinking. At least as much as any man could understand what a woman was thinking. Something had come up between the two. And whatever it was, it had done a number on Kaz.
Cyril wanted to do... something. Anything. Whatever little he could. After the fuck over the docking bay, he owed her that much and more. But he could tell that Kaz didn't want to say anything more on that front. At least for now.
Cyril would respect that. If she wanted to talk about it, she'd do it in her own time. For now, he changed tack. "Sounds like a pretty swank place they found for us. Didn't expect that sort o' thing from 'er." Cyril said, pointing at Montreal with his tail.
Cyril wanted to do... something. Anything. Whatever little he could. After the fuck over the docking bay, he owed her that much and more. But he could tell that Kaz didn't want to say anything more on that front. At least for now.
Cyril would respect that. If she wanted to talk about it, she'd do it in her own time. For now, he changed tack. "Sounds like a pretty swank place they found for us. Didn't expect that sort o' thing from 'er." Cyril said, pointing at Montreal with his tail.
MoonMan
Inactive Member
Finally, the transport shuttle began making final landing preparations to the Sunny Side Up Resort's private landing pad. There were a few slight rumbles, of course, followed by a hefty shake but the soothing automated captain spoke up to prepare the group for their imminent arrival.
"The shuttle has landed. Please calmly gather your belongings and make your way to the shuttle's main exit."
While Abeck, George, Lenny and Purina were fairly prompt in wrangling up all of their luggage, Cassefin made a surprisingly enthusiastic attempt to be the first one to the door...which was actually very difficult for her, given that she had brought two very large and very heavy suitcases with her. As everyone gathered near the door, the lights in the shuttle dimmed; most likely to add a little more "oomph" to the opening of the exit door as they entered the sun-drenched paradise. As the light fixtures lining the walls grew darker, the automated captain gave its passengers one last salute.
"Thank you for choosing Rucky Stah's Avante Branch for your recreational needs. Welcome...to paradise."
As the large sliding door quickly slip open, the guests leading the line were immediately bathed in the atmosphere of the oceanside wonderland. The air that blew in was crisp and moist, a stark comparison to the slightly stuffy shuttle, the scents of the sea washing over the group. It was refreshing, almost heavenly, and felt...wet.
It felt...very wet.
As it turned out, it was not a simple sea breeze that blew through pleasure-seeking Squad 35. A more appropriate word would have been a deluge. Cassefin Montreal, the lucky one at the head of the whole group, received a hefty blow from the force of the wind knocking her a tad off balance, the only thing saving her stylish straw being a quick reaction and an even quicker hand placed over the top on her own part. When the initial shock of being assaulted by no less than a few gallons of water had subsided, Squad 35 could see just where the transport shuttle had let them off. It was the Sunny Side Up Resort, alright. The front of the large building looked the same it had in the brochure and in-flight introductory film. They could even make out the all-to-familiar shorelines spanning beyond both sides of the grand establishment.
The only visible difference was...rain.
Lots. And lots. Of rain.
"The shuttle has landed. Please calmly gather your belongings and make your way to the shuttle's main exit."
While Abeck, George, Lenny and Purina were fairly prompt in wrangling up all of their luggage, Cassefin made a surprisingly enthusiastic attempt to be the first one to the door...which was actually very difficult for her, given that she had brought two very large and very heavy suitcases with her. As everyone gathered near the door, the lights in the shuttle dimmed; most likely to add a little more "oomph" to the opening of the exit door as they entered the sun-drenched paradise. As the light fixtures lining the walls grew darker, the automated captain gave its passengers one last salute.
"Thank you for choosing Rucky Stah's Avante Branch for your recreational needs. Welcome...to paradise."
As the large sliding door quickly slip open, the guests leading the line were immediately bathed in the atmosphere of the oceanside wonderland. The air that blew in was crisp and moist, a stark comparison to the slightly stuffy shuttle, the scents of the sea washing over the group. It was refreshing, almost heavenly, and felt...wet.
It felt...very wet.
As it turned out, it was not a simple sea breeze that blew through pleasure-seeking Squad 35. A more appropriate word would have been a deluge. Cassefin Montreal, the lucky one at the head of the whole group, received a hefty blow from the force of the wind knocking her a tad off balance, the only thing saving her stylish straw being a quick reaction and an even quicker hand placed over the top on her own part. When the initial shock of being assaulted by no less than a few gallons of water had subsided, Squad 35 could see just where the transport shuttle had let them off. It was the Sunny Side Up Resort, alright. The front of the large building looked the same it had in the brochure and in-flight introductory film. They could even make out the all-to-familiar shorelines spanning beyond both sides of the grand establishment.
The only visible difference was...rain.
Lots. And lots. Of rain.
MAD
Inactive Member
When the lights dimmed, Speedy was ready to hit the little re-adjustment button hidden on his cybereye. When the wind and rain hit full force, he used the shaft of the beach umbrella as a support to not get blown over. "Well, looks like we have rain on our parade!" After they had dismounted, he unfurled the umbrella to shield himself, and anyone who huddled under it, from the rain.
TeslaTornado
Inactive Member
Noboru, having arranged himself right in line behind Cassefin, caught the aftershock of the deluge smashing into the Administrator. Without changing his facial expression, the Yamataian buttoned up his ridiculous Hawaiian shirt, took off his sunglasses, went into his bag and grabbed his welding goggles. He pulled on his welding goggles, pulled out a pair of clip-on pantlegs and attached them to his shorts, switched into a pair of slip-on shoes and looked out the doorway.
The patient observer would note Noboru forming the words "why do we never get anything nice" silently on his lips before he pulled a button-up jacket out of his overnight bag, pulled it on, moved the Administrator bodily out of the way of the door and advancing into the storm. The security guard was going to live the shit out of his vacation, even if he died on the walk to the front doors.
The patient observer would note Noboru forming the words "why do we never get anything nice" silently on his lips before he pulled a button-up jacket out of his overnight bag, pulled it on, moved the Administrator bodily out of the way of the door and advancing into the storm. The security guard was going to live the shit out of his vacation, even if he died on the walk to the front doors.
Stovaa
Inactive Member
Looking like an absurd lifeguard from some daytime TV show for single mothers, Stovaa stepped from the shuttle into the blasting wind and rain, water running off his toned and almost naked body, cascading groundwards from the muscles, an image that was as beautifully stirring as it was bizarrely sickening.
He shook his hair viciously, droplets falling from it picturesquely to the ground and anyone unfortunate enough to be stood around him.
"BRISK!" he said loudly, affirming it with a nod. "So, where're we checking in, and who do I talk to about this wonderful weather?"
He shook his hair viciously, droplets falling from it picturesquely to the ground and anyone unfortunate enough to be stood around him.
"BRISK!" he said loudly, affirming it with a nod. "So, where're we checking in, and who do I talk to about this wonderful weather?"
Liam
Inactive Member
"Yeah, swank." Keziah hadn't stood up and rushed to the exit like everyone else. She had stayed put in her seat, initially just taking her time. Now, she had brought her duffel up into her lap and dug around inside of it, dragging out a violet jacket, which she shrugged into. Despite the terrible weather, she just grinned stupidly at Cyril as the ones at the exit got soaked. Too bad they hadn't downloaded a weather forecast.
"I'm just waiting for the thunder," she whispered to him as she zipped her jacket shut and moved to exit the shuttle. She'd been in worse.
"I'm just waiting for the thunder," she whispered to him as she zipped her jacket shut and moved to exit the shuttle. She'd been in worse.
Dragonnova
Well-Known Member
There was a rather harsh laugh that emitted from behind those at the front.
Claire was making that noise, and yet she sounded bitter. She hadn't really expected to be out on the beach too much, but having the option rather denied was almost like an insult to her. Well, thank goodness she was wearing her civvies. Still, Claire's stress levels were running high again and she looked like she was starting to strain her composure. It was quite the difference from the cheerful and flirty Geshrin that the team had met. She may have been bored at her previous job, but at least she had methods to unwind. The lack of that seemed to be getting to her.
Claire was making that noise, and yet she sounded bitter. She hadn't really expected to be out on the beach too much, but having the option rather denied was almost like an insult to her. Well, thank goodness she was wearing her civvies. Still, Claire's stress levels were running high again and she looked like she was starting to strain her composure. It was quite the difference from the cheerful and flirty Geshrin that the team had met. She may have been bored at her previous job, but at least she had methods to unwind. The lack of that seemed to be getting to her.
Cora
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Serra sighed and pulled the large poncho out of the satchel at her feet. With a wide flap of her arms the garment was unfurled, and she quickly donned it, so that her wings would be spared the rain.
"I loathe this weather." She grumbled as she also pulled out a rubber cap that was placed on her head and then tied under her chin. "Feathers take forever to dry."
"I loathe this weather." She grumbled as she also pulled out a rubber cap that was placed on her head and then tied under her chin. "Feathers take forever to dry."
Deacon could not help but laugh at first as the rain burst through the door and soaked the first portion of the squad, and as he put on his shoulder bag, which contained little more than changes of clothes, he grinned over to Serra and gave her a good natured nudge with his elbow.
"Feathers may take a while to dry, but just imagine how wonderful *I* am going to smell."
With a chuckle, he shook his head and headed for the door.
"Feathers may take a while to dry, but just imagine how wonderful *I* am going to smell."
With a chuckle, he shook his head and headed for the door.
MissingNo
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The jostle of the landing shook Tweak out of her staring contest with the non-transparent object in front of her. She didn't get out of her chair, however, and only her dark-red eyes moved as she watched everyone prepare to leave. She wanted to be the last one out, then split off and find her own place to rest. For some reason she felt very, very tired.
As everyone scuffled around gathering bags and a few darting toward the exit, the autopilot made its announcement, and the doors opened...
Tweak's eyebrows rose and she stifled a giggle. Only the irony of the situation kept her from getting depressed. Claire's harsh laugh made Tweak's ears twitch under her hat. She lifted her head a little to get a better look at her squadmate as a small graph scrolled by her vision, her 'bored' (if a program subroutine could be bored) Tactical OS noting the tension in the Geshrin's vocalization. Disappointment at the rain, likely.
Now that the neko thought about it, though Claire had not really looked very happy at the vacation, but her laugh seemed to have a desperation to it. If she wasn't happy about the vacation, why was she upset that it was not according to plan?
Tweak settled her head back on her knees and let her eyes lose focus again, filing the information away while wondering what to do about it and waiting for the shuttle to empty.
As everyone scuffled around gathering bags and a few darting toward the exit, the autopilot made its announcement, and the doors opened...
Tweak's eyebrows rose and she stifled a giggle. Only the irony of the situation kept her from getting depressed. Claire's harsh laugh made Tweak's ears twitch under her hat. She lifted her head a little to get a better look at her squadmate as a small graph scrolled by her vision, her 'bored' (if a program subroutine could be bored) Tactical OS noting the tension in the Geshrin's vocalization. Disappointment at the rain, likely.
Now that the neko thought about it, though Claire had not really looked very happy at the vacation, but her laugh seemed to have a desperation to it. If she wasn't happy about the vacation, why was she upset that it was not according to plan?
Tweak settled her head back on her knees and let her eyes lose focus again, filing the information away while wondering what to do about it and waiting for the shuttle to empty.
Scot
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"It's only a little rain," Jen said after getting out her brown rain coat from her bag, "It's the getting sick part I'm worried about."
She threw it on top of her along with a cap, though to her dissatisfaction of the jacket not reaching past her kneecaps. "Well, better get in quick. It doesn't look like it will let up any time soon."
She threw it on top of her along with a cap, though to her dissatisfaction of the jacket not reaching past her kneecaps. "Well, better get in quick. It doesn't look like it will let up any time soon."
Cyril joined in on the general laughter as Montreal got buffeted by the rain, at least until he started coughing again. There was a bitter element to it though. As far as he was concerned, their 'benevolent' administrator deserved that much and more.
"I really wish I could say I'm surprised by this, Kaz." Cyril managed to get out as the coughing subsided. He had a suspicion that this was the only time this rain was going to be pleasant. Frankly, the deluge was making him a little nervous. Reminded him too much of a fire suppression system going off. Or a water line leaking.
Setting aside his spacer-born uneasyness at the rain, Cyril followed after Keziah and puzzled over her somewhat cryptic statement. It didn't look like much on the face of it, but with Keziah's depression he wondered if there was maybe something more behind it. Worry lines furrowed themselves past the scars surrounding his eyes as he watched her back.
"I really wish I could say I'm surprised by this, Kaz." Cyril managed to get out as the coughing subsided. He had a suspicion that this was the only time this rain was going to be pleasant. Frankly, the deluge was making him a little nervous. Reminded him too much of a fire suppression system going off. Or a water line leaking.
Setting aside his spacer-born uneasyness at the rain, Cyril followed after Keziah and puzzled over her somewhat cryptic statement. It didn't look like much on the face of it, but with Keziah's depression he wondered if there was maybe something more behind it. Worry lines furrowed themselves past the scars surrounding his eyes as he watched her back.
MoonMan
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"Awahwahwah..." Cassefin jumbled her words as she attempted to both process and cope with the torrential rains pouring over her perfect vacation. As some of the others began putting on more appropriate clothing for the weather, Cassefin just looked on at them with disappointment; apparently, she had packed no such clothing to deal with rain...at least, nothing she wanted to put on right away. Instead, the Head Administrator was stuck in her thoroughly drenched sundress, stifling a possible uproar from the unexpected wash she had just received.
Outside of the ship on the landing pad, several other shuttles similar to Squad 35's were also in the process of landing and unloading their equally disappointed passengers. Outside of each shuttle landing zone stood a hotel concierge; these unlucky fellows stood alone in the heavy rain, clad in their fancy velvety-red and blue uniforms, the only protection from the elements being a simple red umbrella. Despite the undesirable weather, the concierge (a strapping Geshrin man) was wearing an award-winning smile.
"Welcome to the Sunny Side Up!" The concierge had to speak loudly to break above the noise of the rain. "Crazy weather, yes?! The lobby is right through those doors over there!" The Geshrin man waved a hand over to the building. Although the rain skewed their view of the building to some extent, light coming from both inside and from fixtures places long the outside of the building pierced through the mist. Several other groups were already making their way towards the large glass doors, running through the storm in hopes of making it inside before being completely drenched. False hopes for all but the most prepared.
"Although I'm sure the beach is out of the question for most of you," the concierge continued, "there are plenty of things to do inside the resort and hotel while you wait for the rain to stop! I will be taking your luggage to your rooms, so you need not worry about them!" he suddenly declared, despite that he apparently, from first glance, had no help carrying the large amount of luggage. Still, his smile and attitude screamed insistence. "If you need any help, please feel free to ask!"
Outside of the ship on the landing pad, several other shuttles similar to Squad 35's were also in the process of landing and unloading their equally disappointed passengers. Outside of each shuttle landing zone stood a hotel concierge; these unlucky fellows stood alone in the heavy rain, clad in their fancy velvety-red and blue uniforms, the only protection from the elements being a simple red umbrella. Despite the undesirable weather, the concierge (a strapping Geshrin man) was wearing an award-winning smile.
"Welcome to the Sunny Side Up!" The concierge had to speak loudly to break above the noise of the rain. "Crazy weather, yes?! The lobby is right through those doors over there!" The Geshrin man waved a hand over to the building. Although the rain skewed their view of the building to some extent, light coming from both inside and from fixtures places long the outside of the building pierced through the mist. Several other groups were already making their way towards the large glass doors, running through the storm in hopes of making it inside before being completely drenched. False hopes for all but the most prepared.
"Although I'm sure the beach is out of the question for most of you," the concierge continued, "there are plenty of things to do inside the resort and hotel while you wait for the rain to stop! I will be taking your luggage to your rooms, so you need not worry about them!" he suddenly declared, despite that he apparently, from first glance, had no help carrying the large amount of luggage. Still, his smile and attitude screamed insistence. "If you need any help, please feel free to ask!"
TeslaTornado
Inactive Member
Noboru slicked an awkward bang of hair back from his forehead as he removed his jacket and handed it to Cassefin, simultaneously removing his duffel from his shoulder and handing it to the concierge. "You sure you don't have PTSD or something, Administrator?" The Yamataian chuckled lightly, adding: "Might wanna get that checked out." Then, straightening the goggles on his face, Noboru made the last dash to the chelter of the awning over the entrance.
Dragonnova
Well-Known Member
Claire didn't even care at this point.
She actually moved towards the front and pushed past the administrator, and went out into the roaring winds and rain without pause. Her red hair blew far off to the side, but still she managed to maintain some degree of order to it, as it still looked nice somehow. She briskly walked over towards the resort building, but stopped upon getting a closer look at the Geshrin man. Stepping over close enough to be under his umbrella,(!) she leaned in, "My luggage is in the very back... mind bringing it up to my room last? I'm sure you'll be quite tired after all that. I'll be happy to allow you a quick break. No one will notice." Of course, over the storm, none of the rest of the squad could hear her without being just as close. Still, Claire quickly brushed her hand against the concierge's side before heading indoors, ignoring the drenching she recieved.
She actually moved towards the front and pushed past the administrator, and went out into the roaring winds and rain without pause. Her red hair blew far off to the side, but still she managed to maintain some degree of order to it, as it still looked nice somehow. She briskly walked over towards the resort building, but stopped upon getting a closer look at the Geshrin man. Stepping over close enough to be under his umbrella,(!) she leaned in, "My luggage is in the very back... mind bringing it up to my room last? I'm sure you'll be quite tired after all that. I'll be happy to allow you a quick break. No one will notice." Of course, over the storm, none of the rest of the squad could hear her without being just as close. Still, Claire quickly brushed her hand against the concierge's side before heading indoors, ignoring the drenching she recieved.
Liam
Inactive Member
Obviously, through the rain and the wind, she couldn't hear a word of what Claire said to their very own umbrella'd-monkey, but Keziah saw it. But she bit back whatever she felt and walked past the man, holding her duffel close. "I can handle my own stuff," she said to him, walking towards the resort, but keeping a huge distance between her and Claire.
Hopefully there was a...! Actually, Keziah wasn't even sure what she would do. Thinking a bit more, this was the first time she had ever been on a vacation. Maybe get a drink, or find somewhere to get pampered. But with the rain, her big desire--the beach--was squashed.
Unless she decided she just wouldn't care about the weather and go anyway. Which she was veering very close to doing, the patch and the good Doc Holliday be damned. She could stand to get a little wet.
So she walked swiftly, partially to get inside the resort and out quicker, partially because she knew Cyril was following her. And, also, so she could get away from whatever Claire was going to do.
Hopefully there was a...! Actually, Keziah wasn't even sure what she would do. Thinking a bit more, this was the first time she had ever been on a vacation. Maybe get a drink, or find somewhere to get pampered. But with the rain, her big desire--the beach--was squashed.
Unless she decided she just wouldn't care about the weather and go anyway. Which she was veering very close to doing, the patch and the good Doc Holliday be damned. She could stand to get a little wet.
So she walked swiftly, partially to get inside the resort and out quicker, partially because she knew Cyril was following her. And, also, so she could get away from whatever Claire was going to do.
