Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Saturday

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Well, there was one advantage this job had over the old one: at least she could carry a rifle. Even if she didn't have her C-10 around here, she'd been able to liberate another rifle that couldn't have possibly been from this point in time from one of the back lockers.

Not that Kerrigan would take it out of the store-- then she'd have to deal with the owner again-- and of course he would only carry these things unloaded. But just the heavy weight of the gun in her hands had something strangely soothing about it, and soon, she was humming something tuneless to herself as she paced anxious little eights through the store.

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Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

If you want to interrupt her.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf entered Wellspring arms and nodded at Kerrigan respectfully.

"Good day. Is the meditation room available?" he asked gruffly.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

She came to a momentary pause, rifle still in hand, and gave him a quick nod. "Empty as it can be."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Good."

Worf paused a moment before entering the room.

"If you do not mind me asking," Worf stated, almost standing at attention, "What planet do you originate from?"

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Oh, great. "Tarkossis," she called after him, "In the Koprulu System." Which she figured he probably didn't know, anyway.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

No. He certainly did not.

"What quadrant is your system located?" he asked looking momentarily confused.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"It's sixty thousand lightyears from here," she answered, trying not to let too much amusement show, "You tell me."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"That would be impossible," Worf replied gruffly. "No one could traverse that great distance of space. It would take sixty years to get here."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

Yesterday had been good. Hanging out on tropical beaches was nice. But parts of Juli's conversation was still stuck in his head. So he hefted his rifle down to the arms center.

He slowed and blinked when he spotted the woman? behind the counter. "Uh, hi. I'm here to use the range." He was trying not to stare, but this was the first time he'd seen...well, she had to be an alien. Right? First time alien encounter. "Please?" he added.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I'm not going to maul you," she muttered, "If you have to stare, make it quick." Kerrigan paced towards the desk, pulled open the top drawer, and eyed it. "Is your name on here?"

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

Murdock blinked again and managed to regain some composure. "Sorry. Yah," he nodded, "Should be on there. HM Murdock. Cable cleared me for using it a week or so ago."

He stepped closer to the desk. "Sorry about the whole staring bit. That was rude."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Well, if the boss says you're alright," she said, with a roll of her eyes, and skimmed over the list. "Yep." Kerrigan shoved the drawer shut tight. "You're on here. And don't bother trying to hide it; I know."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

He frowned a little. "Sorry. I've just never seen an extraterrestrial before." He gave her a quick studying glance, not staring, just familiarizing himself her. "Still doesn't excuse my initial reaction though. Sorry."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

She snorted, lifting her hand to physically wave it off. "I said look if you have to," Kerrigan said, a little less severe, "Just don't pretend you're not." She supposed on some level it was a relief, at least, that the ogling had turned into staring with her change.

Relief. She found a little more of that, every day. Funny.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Hmmm... the person in the shop wasn't Cable, and wasn't a short blond girl. He wasn't sure what she WAS, but... He might actually have some success this time?

Sokka walked in, trying to appear confident. "I'd like to buy a gun!" he announced.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Oh, in the name of--

Kerrigan started laughing. She couldn't help it. It was Sokka, and the whole-- oh dear god.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka stared at her and turned bright red.

"It's NOT a ponytail!"

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

She had to bring up one hand to her lips to stop the laughter from coming. It was hinting towards desperate, by the end. "Sokka," Kerrigan said, "You aren't getting a gun from me until you're eighteen or about to die."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka blinked. And stared at her. And blinked. And peered closer. And jumped back, startled. "AAAAGH! I didn't recognize you with all the... green! It's a good look on you! Stylish!"

And the words never made it to his lips, but they were right there in the front of his mind: Well, I just asked YOU for a gun. Does that qualify as 'about to die'?

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I'm not going to kill you, Sokka," she said, and while she didn't visibly roll her eyes, it was evident in her voice. "Did you really think anyone here was going to get you a gun?" Pause. "...Well, I wouldn't put it past him. Whatever."

Meditation Room

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Mod your meditation!

Re: Meditation Room

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

After talking with Kerrigan, Worf settled down into his regular mok'bara routine, moving quickly and gracefully through the katas.

Shooting Range

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Only accessible with Cable's permission.

Re: Shooting Range

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

Engineered people. Built to act as soldiers in some cases. Kids having to fight in battles. What was this island going to throw at him next?

He fired off a couple of rounds, most of them went wild. He groaned. He kept at it though, missing several times during the course of his practice.

OOC

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Might be a little SP-ish because today is FIRST EUROCUP DAY.

Everyone better be in orange, 's all I'm saying.