EVENT ONE: JUNE 21ST-28TH

[luminals]

TAKE BACK KNOWHERE
When: June 21-28
Who: Everyone.
Where: All over Knowhere, ending in the Continuum Cortex and Observation Deck.

Event details are here, IC announcement is here.

Prose & Action brackets are both acceptable ways of posting to these comments, please be mindful of what threads you are posting under!

Comments

[uneulogized]

Yeah, we're helping. What a load of shit. [Jason doesn't bother hiding his true feelings on the situation. People call in heroes for that, and he doesn't find himself feeling too keen on being categorized as some big hero. Besides, being pulled away from his previous goal has him cranky, even if he's trying to keep his chin up and smirk permanently on.

Things work out better that way.]

But good plan. Both of them, though if you can scare a few others into joining us, we might even have more ammo to break through. [Jason figures he's going to run out. Sure, he has his blade, but he likes to hide that except for good moments.

Well, he figures he'd like to hide it for those moments. He hasn't put it to good use yet.]

[badnewsboy]

Oh, I can be quite villianous if I put my mind to it.

[and he turns to stick out his tongue at his fallen pursuers, putting his hands on his hips and looking self-satisfied.]

Now—

[he wasn't unused to playing it on the fly. he was resourceful, and Jason found himself as his first resource.]

We'll just make sure you're in little need of it. Unless we find ourselves a calvary, of course. We can think of it more as not allowing these mucky extraterrestrial beasties into taking our new space-station. Like the Death Star in the hands of the wrong person!

[magic hands!]

... Er, wait.

[uneulogized]

[This kid's got charisma, even if he messes up his pop culture references.]

It's called the Death Star. Sounds like it ended up in the wrong hands from the start.

[He looks around and considers what they need to do, though.]

We should pick ourselves up and get somewhere good. I'm not saying we back ourselves into a corner, but somewhere that we can know the terrain. [And not get lost. This whole damn ship ... station? This whole damn station is like a near nightmare for him.]

[badnewsboy]

[Loki glances around, looking around the corner and up into the beams of the ceiling. there's a few good strategies here, some plans that he can feel could make themselves if they had a few more choice pieces of information.

it's obvious from the look of him that the gears are turning.]

The Death Star doesn't find itself too accommodating. We'll have to rely on our other senses.

"I find your lack of faith disturbing," etceteria etceteria.

Shall we?

[he heads off. AND I'LL BE WRITING MORE.]