Entry tags:
- annie westwind [original],
- bellamy blake [the 100],
- clarke griffin [the 100],
- clint barton [mcu],
- commander shepard [mass effect],
- gildor helyanwe [original],
- john murphy [the 100],
- lakshmi bai [the order: 1886],
- lexa [the 100],
- noctis lucis caelum [ffxv],
- pidge gunderson (katie holt) [voltron],
- rust cohle [true detective],
- ryohji kaji [evangelion],
- takashi "shiro" shirogane [voltron]
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- or something like the creak of city gates of her wanting to reach out to anyone else in the hive that will respond. ]
( These ability we have aside from communication. I require a trainer for my own.
And a decent explanation of what they are and their pitfalls. I am not familiar with this kind of... magic. )
[ Yeah she can't think of another word for it. ]
- or something like the creak of city gates of her wanting to reach out to anyone else in the hive that will respond. ]
( These ability we have aside from communication. I require a trainer for my own.
And a decent explanation of what they are and their pitfalls. I am not familiar with this kind of... magic. )
[ Yeah she can't think of another word for it. ]
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[ Pidge sounds slightly in awe. ]
( You know Nikolai Tesla? )
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[ It's a parents pride, she knows him, and she knows him well. He has done so much for her, too much. ]
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[ She's a tech nerd, give her a sec. ]
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[ She draws up the haze of a warm memory, a good one, of not someone viewed through the lens of greatness, but of a soft spoken, quiet man, who potters about his tables and with his experiments. The way he turns up his face in the half light, oil stained fingers wiping on his leather apron before he holds up a new creation - a rifle of spectacle use, but heavy enough that he needs too hands to pick it up as he presents t to her.
'Lady Lakshmi, I present to you my newest creation. The M86-FL Thermite Rifle.' His face breaks into an eager, nervous smile. Such a great man, is Lakshmi's own commentary, but so very shy. 'What do you think? Will it serve?' ]
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( Thermite rifle? I don't remember reading about that invention... )
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[ Which is to say if he could make someone like her love her rifle, well. They had to be just that good. ]
( However they are what he is currently employed for by.... the British Government, I suppose you could say. )
[ Its lightly put, she's realised enough now that it seems things like the Knights of the Order aren't something others seem to know about. ]
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[ She can't recall Tesla working for the British government. But it's been a while since she read up on him, honestly. ]
( Honestly, I don't know a lot about guns, either. )
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( Would you like too? )
[ A tap of thought. ]
( I am not Tesla, but I know my way around the tools of my trade. )
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[ She's not sure. She's never really used one, but it might be good. Right? Even if she's reluctant to actually hurt some people. ]
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If that is not equality, I do not know what is. )
[ It's brutal - yes. But so is she. To that she can appreciate how it functions, the simplicity of the trigger that no more than a twitch of the lightest hand could bring down great warriors. ]
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[ She's killed Galra before. Guns just... aren't her thing, most of the time. ]
( It's definitely efficient, anyway. )
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I never liked firearms, much. They were not how I was... raised. It was Tesla who showed me their beauty. )
[ A different place, perhaps. A warmer place for something that does something so cruel. She holds them in regards not so much for them - but for how Tesla himself viewed the world. ]
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It's pretty cool, honestly. )
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[ Not quite to the younger woman's tone, she says it to how she knows it, to be filled with ae. ]
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