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Agent Washington ([personal profile] notyourrookie) wrote in [community profile] gunsforhire2015-11-02 03:19 am

Log: Settling In

Who: Agent Washington (OU)+open!
What: Adjusting to life in Gulch
Where: Scoping out the city (Shopping District, Park, a cafe)
When: Between October 26th and 30th
Warnings: None



York's safe house really had turned out to be a good choice. The security was good and it does make him feel better knowing that it was there. Lets him sleep more easily, when he actually manages anyway. It's better than staying in the casino with the constant noise of people outside leaving him on edge.

Getting to grips with the city is a top priority though, and has him heading out . Exploring. Scoping out is probably more accurate, treating it like he would a mission.

The shopping district seems the best place to start, busiest at least, and a good place to figure out what's normal here. The helmet store has a wide variety of them in the window, and he scans a catalogue showing enhancements and mods that are available. Some of those would be pretty useful if he's honest with himself. There's weapons shops too; nothing as heavy as the weaponry he's used to having at his disposal, but it's a start. There's a nice set of knives in there too. Now that is something he's going to have to get hold of.

He spends lunches in the park. It's a little surreal to see the covered ceiling up above and know that the sky outside could kill him, but it's nice to take off his helmet for a while. The place is climate controlled, and considering the last places he'd been at home had been a desert, an icy wasteland and a humid pit of a canyon, he's not complaining.

There's a little cafe a few minutes walk from the safehouse that stays open all night, and it's a better option to be there than sitting awake and twitchy in the safe house when he can't sleep.
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[personal profile] shipitsupersonic 2015-11-06 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
TC nods. "Air Force," he says. "Welcome back to civilization. Where were you sent?"
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[personal profile] shipitsupersonic 2015-11-07 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"So you were out in the weeds too?" TC asks. "I was on Torkulon, and then on Charr. Where were you?" If he can tell. TC was on more than one interplanetary classified mission.
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[personal profile] shipitsupersonic 2015-11-08 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
Short range strike team. Special Forces. Which means..."So you were stationed on a ship? Part of the dream team?"
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[personal profile] shipitsupersonic 2015-11-08 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
TC nods. He probably can't talk about anything he did. So TC changes the subject. "What brings you to Adaptive? Are you from here originally?
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[personal profile] shipitsupersonic 2015-11-09 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Born in Vos," TC answers. "It's on the other side of the planet. I came back after my tour- not the greatest place, but I at least knew people there."

That he parted with them on bad terms is obvious in his voice.
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[personal profile] shipitsupersonic 2015-11-09 05:11 pm (UTC)(link)
TC shrugs. "That place changed as much as I did," he says. "More cops. More criminals." Whatever they ended up as, his old crew at least started collecting filters for little kids and helping old people collect the pensions they were do. The police started the violence.
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[personal profile] shipitsupersonic 2015-11-10 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Who says this place is any better?" TC asks. "I just have less to compare it to."

And isn't that a cheerful thought.
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[personal profile] shipitsupersonic 2015-11-11 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
"For you, maybe. Hopefully." For TC ... not so much.