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[training log] we are the champions
CHARACTERS: All
WHERE: Station 72
WHEN: Day :44
SUMMARY: 1988 Crystal Light National Aerobic Championship.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. Need a warning added? PM this account please!
DAY 44 begins without ceremony, the station quiet and still, the murmur of host's minds distant. Even with all of the current new hosts returned from their mission the station is too large to ever really feel lived in. It is almost peaceful, when the call comes.
The voice is nothing like Cathaway's, who is so often in the young Host's minds, but then again Prince was rarely so warm or inviting, and in the days he has had to recover from the Station's recent jumps he has returned to his more stable state, his tone perfectly matched to his speech, seeming as near as if he is speaking just over their shoulders.
'Good morning. I would like to encourage all hosts, most especially those fresh to the station, to join us today in the Training Wing. This resource is not to be underestimated, as it will not be available to you when you are on assignment. Attendance is recommended.'
With that simple message he is again gone from their minds, leaving them alone with their own thoughts- and anyone else who shares them. Left behind is the impression of how to reach the Training Wing, in case anyone is unaware.
FOR THOSE WHO CHOSE to follow the call and make their way to the Training wing, they will find Prince, once again adorned in his traditional uniform. He has beside him a small stack of charcoal grey jumpsuits identical to it beside him, for any host who had not previously made their way to the wing.
For those who are familiar with the space he simply nods to them and leaves them to their own devices, unless they should chose to approach him for more than simple encouragement. For those who are new, he will direct them to the lockers and give them the honeycomb textured jumpsuits, which will fit them perfectly. He will also give a brief explanation of Iota and Rho symbiotic types for those who need it ((as outlined in the setting)) and go into the basics of the specialized abilities all hosts develop. He will not divulge the exact ability that a host possesses at that time, but may be persuaded to with some difficulty. He will then suggest that they set their mind to learning what they can aboard the station, and let each host know that he only teaches the willing.
After that, the space is theirs.
((OOC Notes: Welcome to the second training log! Below you will find some information from the first log, which is now also available in the setting section!
The Training Wing is large- bigger than the biggest gym, and it contains a number of specialized spaces for Host’s use. What follows is an (incomplete) list of amenities. Have an idea for another space? Drop us a line in the questions section of the most recent calendar post! The training wing itself is a central hub-type area with a number of hallways that branch out in a vaguely spiraling fashion spanning multiple levels. Below are a list of locations key to this log:
• Lockers - Featuring rows of open cubbies, shower spaces, a bathroom, towels, and sets of shoes for those of you without proper footwear. Hosts visiting the lockers for the first time will receive their station-standard charcoal grey suits, which are tailor fit to their exact measurements. These suits are flexible, strong, and surprisingly breathable, and are comfortable enough to wear all day.
• Track - Centrally located there is a large running track that is multiple lanes wide, the ground of which is coated in some sort of slightly rubbery, gripping substance.
• Gym - Located not far from the lockers is an almost traditional gym space, with a number of pieces of exercise equipment, some of which is familiar and some of which is not. There are instructions that will read in a pleasant voice if you seem lost. You will find both strength and cardio equipment arranged in a somewhat sensible manner.
• Training Hall - A large open space with a number of pads on the floors and walls and a wide variety of dummies and protective gear. This is the space where you will find melee practice weapons ranging from swords and pikes to slightly more exotic weaponry- all blunted or dulled- as well as room for most forms of martial arts.
• Range - Lying closest to the Flight Hangar, this room features a number of targets and projectile training weapons. Here you will find everything from bows and arrows to laser guns. Nothing is capable of doing real damage, but it feels and reacts in a way that’s very real. Handy readouts will tell you exactly how accurate (or inaccurate) you are.
• Pool - It’s a pool, there are lanes, so swim free. Please don’t drown. There is no sauna. There are two styles of suits available, a simple charcoal one-piece with white piping, and an equally simple charcoal swim briefs with matching white piping.
We're in control, body and soul,
We push ourselves to the maximum!!))
WHERE: Station 72
WHEN: Day :44
SUMMARY: 1988 Crystal Light National Aerobic Championship.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. Need a warning added? PM this account please!
DAY 44 begins without ceremony, the station quiet and still, the murmur of host's minds distant. Even with all of the current new hosts returned from their mission the station is too large to ever really feel lived in. It is almost peaceful, when the call comes.
The voice is nothing like Cathaway's, who is so often in the young Host's minds, but then again Prince was rarely so warm or inviting, and in the days he has had to recover from the Station's recent jumps he has returned to his more stable state, his tone perfectly matched to his speech, seeming as near as if he is speaking just over their shoulders.
'Good morning. I would like to encourage all hosts, most especially those fresh to the station, to join us today in the Training Wing. This resource is not to be underestimated, as it will not be available to you when you are on assignment. Attendance is recommended.'
With that simple message he is again gone from their minds, leaving them alone with their own thoughts- and anyone else who shares them. Left behind is the impression of how to reach the Training Wing, in case anyone is unaware.
FOR THOSE WHO CHOSE to follow the call and make their way to the Training wing, they will find Prince, once again adorned in his traditional uniform. He has beside him a small stack of charcoal grey jumpsuits identical to it beside him, for any host who had not previously made their way to the wing.
For those who are familiar with the space he simply nods to them and leaves them to their own devices, unless they should chose to approach him for more than simple encouragement. For those who are new, he will direct them to the lockers and give them the honeycomb textured jumpsuits, which will fit them perfectly. He will also give a brief explanation of Iota and Rho symbiotic types for those who need it ((as outlined in the setting)) and go into the basics of the specialized abilities all hosts develop. He will not divulge the exact ability that a host possesses at that time, but may be persuaded to with some difficulty. He will then suggest that they set their mind to learning what they can aboard the station, and let each host know that he only teaches the willing.
After that, the space is theirs.
((OOC Notes: Welcome to the second training log! Below you will find some information from the first log, which is now also available in the setting section!
The Training Wing is large- bigger than the biggest gym, and it contains a number of specialized spaces for Host’s use. What follows is an (incomplete) list of amenities. Have an idea for another space? Drop us a line in the questions section of the most recent calendar post! The training wing itself is a central hub-type area with a number of hallways that branch out in a vaguely spiraling fashion spanning multiple levels. Below are a list of locations key to this log:
• Lockers - Featuring rows of open cubbies, shower spaces, a bathroom, towels, and sets of shoes for those of you without proper footwear. Hosts visiting the lockers for the first time will receive their station-standard charcoal grey suits, which are tailor fit to their exact measurements. These suits are flexible, strong, and surprisingly breathable, and are comfortable enough to wear all day.
• Track - Centrally located there is a large running track that is multiple lanes wide, the ground of which is coated in some sort of slightly rubbery, gripping substance.
• Gym - Located not far from the lockers is an almost traditional gym space, with a number of pieces of exercise equipment, some of which is familiar and some of which is not. There are instructions that will read in a pleasant voice if you seem lost. You will find both strength and cardio equipment arranged in a somewhat sensible manner.
• Training Hall - A large open space with a number of pads on the floors and walls and a wide variety of dummies and protective gear. This is the space where you will find melee practice weapons ranging from swords and pikes to slightly more exotic weaponry- all blunted or dulled- as well as room for most forms of martial arts.
• Range - Lying closest to the Flight Hangar, this room features a number of targets and projectile training weapons. Here you will find everything from bows and arrows to laser guns. Nothing is capable of doing real damage, but it feels and reacts in a way that’s very real. Handy readouts will tell you exactly how accurate (or inaccurate) you are.
• Pool - It’s a pool, there are lanes, so swim free. Please don’t drown. There is no sauna. There are two styles of suits available, a simple charcoal one-piece with white piping, and an equally simple charcoal swim briefs with matching white piping.
We're in control, body and soul,
We push ourselves to the maximum!!))
Cathaway | NPC | ota
b. hard work or hardly working
B
[ Annie had promised she'd talk to this bitch if she saw her, but she's not really all that enthused about it either. ]
Need to talk to you.
no subject
Of course. How can we help you?
no subject
This thing has been disgusting since Shril. The elves can't heal it, so Noctis made me agree to ask you what the fuck is going on.
no subject
[Without preamble, Cathaway sets the small set of pliers aside and rests the half un-charmed chain across her lap. She turns her attention to the scar and it's... residue.]
What can you tell us about the scar?
no subject
Used to be an open portal. Something about flipping myself inside out and back again seared it shut.
[ Unsurprising if you thought about the massive amount of energy in movement that had occurred. It is an ugly ugly scar, and it still only speaks of a fraction of that moment. ]
no subject
She reaches out and touches her hand to the goo, then withdraws it. Taps her fingers together, testing the viscosity.]
Hm.
[Clearly this isn't typical if Annie's reaction is anything to judge from. She slides her thumb across the goo tacky finger, then wipes her hand (relatively) clean on the edge of the bench.]
It's possible your symbiote is somehow interacting with the state of your body. They are tuned to the multiverse, to portals and liminal spaces. It might be triggering this purposefully.
no subject
Gonna have to be less cryptic, chiquita. What'd that purpose be?
b
Questions he probably could've directed at Prince. Instead he's here, taking a seat at the further end of the bench, glancing over the rows of charms. Not disturbing them.]
So do you know what type everyone's got? Or are you guessing as much as we are.
no subject
Not at first, no. But the longer a Host is bound to a symbiote, the more obvious it becomes. Usually we can tell the variation within a few weeks. Why?
[She sets the nose of the narrow little pliers on another charm.]
no subject
[It'd saved their skins, and he was grateful for that. But he wasn't grateful for how it happened, or how it left him in the hours afterwards. He nudges one of the charms on the bench, straightening it up in line with its fellows.]
Should've known it wouldn't be as easy as you having them labelled up before you put them in us.
[Just another element of the Nest life that seemed to be a case of muddling along.]
no subject
Wouldn't that be convenient. [The charm, a small brass colored creature with curled horns, falls to the influence of the pliers and lands in her lap. Cathaway lines it up with the others.]
Can you explain what you experienced on the Waypoint?
a
He has seen Cathaway in water before, surrounded by greenery, wielding sharp objects. This time she has none. Her empty hands are stranger than her swimming costume. Bellamy's stride doesn't break, but he does refrain from just his usual routine of skeptically circling the pool for the best place to ease into the water. ]
I would have expected to see Prince.
[ Not that Bellamy's as familiar with Prince as he is with Cathaway, but from the projected message he'd assumed the training wing were more his domain than Cathaway's. ]
no subject
But Cathaway smiles anyway and wrings her hair in the reverse direction.]
We might not spend much time in the field, but we'd prefer to be fit just in case. Not to the extent that the Prince is of course, but we can't all be so... [jacked] ambitious.
no subject
[ The Station felt safe, so long as it didn't overtly remind Bellamy of the Ark. There were moments when the similarities were too stark to ignore, and it was impossible to feel at ease. But Bellamy can recognize that his perceptions are miles away from the reality of the Station. Maybe Cathaway was always safe here. Maybe there was no need to consider whether or not an enemy could claw it's way aboard. ]
Or is all the fighting always done on the ground?
[ The field, she calls it. When Bellamy turns the phrase over in his mind he thinks of Pike, and then Kane. Both make his stomach turn with guilt. He levers himself down to sit beside her, dipping his feet into the water. ]