( mental link ) day :041
[ some number of hours after the announcement about the decision they have to make — return to the Station or stay on Hyrypia — there's a restless feeling that hums along the Nest connection for a good few minutes before Juno actually speaks. a sensation like drumming your fingers along a surface; starting to speak and changing your mind. starting— ]
( So. ) [ a pause. nearly vibrating with that strange, jittery impatience. ] ( Who's going where? )
[ he plainly doesn't care, and it's not a social question. but he thinks it would be good to know who to expect to be around on one side or the other. ]
( So. ) [ a pause. nearly vibrating with that strange, jittery impatience. ] ( Who's going where? )
[ he plainly doesn't care, and it's not a social question. but he thinks it would be good to know who to expect to be around on one side or the other. ]
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[Shepard is practical about practical matters.]
( You? )
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[ he wants to stay, that much is obvious. Juno hates being relegated to the sidelines for anything and he has a need to feel useful. but — Nureyev. Nureyev is still asleep on the Station and... Juno has abandoned him once already. he hates the thought of him up there, vulnerable and alone. ]
( I'm going back. Not really an outdoors kind of lady; all this fresh air is bad for my lungs. )
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[Shepard's not going to call you out on this one, Juno. Emotions are scary and we do not need to discuss them.]
( Plenty to do on the station anyways. I'm thinking about trying to run anybody who's willing through some kind of basic training on not dying. Surprisingly few spacers for a space station. )
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[ through the mental link, Earth is a distant part of the past for Juno. he's never seen it, barely knows anything about its history or its traditions, so he can't really imagine living in a time that hasn't spread itself across the galaxy. ]
( What kind of training were you thinking? )
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( Basics, for starters-- how to secure your own hardsuit, how to do it for someone else if they can't. How to get around if there's no gravity, that kind of thing. You know how the older hosts, they've got this trick of dropping knowledge sort of... directly into your head? )
[Shepard exudes a vague sort of head-focused sensation, as if to mimic the experience at Juno without repeating it.]
( That doesn't cut it with me. In an emergency you need to have known and done something before, not just remember what if felt like for someone else to have done it. Muscle memory. )
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( Sure, makes sense. ) [ it should probably be a necessity when you're living on a space station; he doesn't leave Mars often enough to have needed it back home. ] ( Self-defence too, maybe. I know we're not exactly a militia, but where I'm from, it never hurts to know which way to point a pistol. )
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[Asuka's exact phrasing had been somewhat harsher. It lifts the spirits, it truly does, to see the young people so engaged.]
( But if you're up for figuring out the logistics and teaching the lessons, I'm in favor. It's not like we're here to make friends with the Enemy, after all, and as far as I've been told, they're trying to screw us right back. )
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[ it's pretty obvious that Juno has never been much of anything but a detective with single-minded obsession. ]
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[Shepard can appreciate a certain focus on the important things. She is, after all, the kind of person who joined the military the moment, was quickly shunted into black ops, and fully intends to stay there for the rest of her life if not forcibly discharged for one reason or another.]
( You'll have to catch me up on what a 'phaser' is. Different worlds, different tech, right? )
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( True enough, yeah. It's just a standard laser pistol. ) [ he's familiar enough with it that he doesn't even have to deliberately try to communicate the impression of it to her; it's already on his mind. ] ( Stun and kill settings, rechargeable ammo. Nothing special. )
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[Shepard's mental associations with the gun are visceral and readily available, easy as skimming a fingerful of icing from a cake, if Juno were of a curious mind. The gun itself is a generous double-armful, organic in design, covered in a metallic chitin with rounded beetle-shell edges and almost-living heat. The energy required, at least in Shepard's universe, to create the focused radiation of a combat-capable laser is orders of magnitude higher than what it takes to fire a physical projectile.
But oh, how those bugs do fry on beams of red light!]
( Now you got me looking forward to it. )