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A Faaair is a Ve~ritable Smorgasborg-orgasbord-orgasbord

WHO: Omega, open!
WHERE: Rain Fare grounds
WHAT: Doing all the things
WHEN: Duration of Event
WARNINGS: N/A
NOTES: Will follow your tagging pref!

Food
Omega's never seen so much variety of food, much less by way of color and shape. While the food goo dispensed from the ships is tasty, it's still goo, and the diner offerings are limited to what's available, although still a lot better than rations. With Lula tucked in the crook of her arm, the girl goes roaming around by the huts. She's definitely a fan of sweets, and the fact that things have that faint taste of peanut butter doesn't seem to bother her in the least.

Crafty
Making things looks like a lot of fun. Mixing "potions" reminds her of being in Cid's bar, although she's fascinated by the ability to add liquids for a customized drinks. By the look on her face there are definitely some misses in her experimentation, but she seems to rapidly be getting the hang of it. Maybe she'll mix something good for you!

At some other time one might find Omega parked at a costume table with some pieces of cloth, particularly black and red. Her Clone Trooper doll is set there in front of her to watch as she tries to figure out the best way to go about making a kama for it. Painting had been much easier compared to this!

P.E.
No one who knows her should be surprised at all to see the girl at the climbing wall. Even without a spotter, she's clambering up, and all in all her form isn't bad. She's climbed things before and it shows as she's made it up quite a ways. Her brothers do it all the time and Echo even with one hand makes it look so easy! Just...don't have a heart attack when you see her foot slip.

The treasure pit is a safer venture by far, and Omega doesn't seem to mind getting her hands in the sand. It's such a different feeling from dirt, and a prettier color! Her face lights up with genuine glee whenever she does come upon something other than sand, holding up whatever shiny piece of rock she's found as though she's actually found some long forgotten treasure.

You can see her eyeing that swing and barrel. If she catches your eye she might just drag you along to try them with her.

Attack!!
While the archery range is a little familiar in terms of presentation, the equipment itself is quite analogue compared to anything she's used to. She can see the similarities in the bow and how it's used, but it takes her a few tries to properly nock the arrow and fire it without it slipping or swinging away from the rest. Her first successful shots fall well short of the target, but by the look on her face she seems determined to get this right.

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((OOC: Choose your own adventure or mix and match!))

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"They used bows and energy whips. And they weren't very nice," the girl added with a bit of a frown. "Probably better you've never encountered them. They were slave traders." She tilted her head then. "What's a scythe?"

Omega paused from shooting any more arrows, looking on eagerly as Lauri-Ell sorted through the available bows.

"Energy whips sound inefficient and inherently cruel," she said, frowning.

But then she smiles. "A bladed weapon with a curve to it. Or... Is that a sickle. I don't remember. I am not allowed to duel."

Wait. She has to pause. Omega's other words catch up with her. Slave traders? The woman looks over at the child and looks angry.

"One should not own other people."

Omega nodded her agreement. "It's not right," she said. She'd never heard of slaves until they'd gotten that mission from Cid. "My brothers took care of them." Needless to say, those particular Zyggerians would no longer be capable of obtaining people to make a profit off of.

She pulled another arrow back, lining it up with the target ahead of her.

No, it was not right. Good thing they were dealt with. It sounded like this girl's siblings were good and true people.

With a large enough bow (still far too small) in hand, Lauri-Ell moved to the girl's side and tried to mimic her stance.

"If any were to try that here, I'd have justice from them.

"What do you mean?" she asked, even as she paused to look over at Lauri-Ell's position.

"Left arm's going to hold it straight. You put the arrow right there just over the grip." She demonstrated, pointing it out on her own bow. "Then the other end has a notch that the string sits in, and you pull it back..."

"I mean we would not tolerate them. I serve as justice for my people, and if there were a slaver here, while I try not to let my people's laws affect how I treat people here, I would not suffer a slaver to act."

Tht said, she starts to follow Omega's instructions, in fact managing to get the arrow on and start to draw. And she draws too far, the wood snapping in her hand. The Kree woman winces in pain, a few splinters lodged in her hand.

"Oh," she said, trying not to whimper in pain. It was not becoming of a warrior. But she did drop the broken weapon and cradle her injured hand in her uninjured. Even her durability wasn't going to hold up against such close proximity issues.

"I don't think you'd be the only one. But I don't think the Agrii would bring someone like that here, at least." She hoped, anyway.

Omega jumped at the snap, gasping a little as she saw the broken bow. She started over closer. "Are you all right? Here, let me see," she insisted, brow furrowing in concern.

Is she all right? Lauri-Ell did not think so. She frowned at her hand, at the welling up of dark blue blood.

"It seems these weapons do not suit me."

At least it didn't look like Omega was disturbed by blue blood, her expression mainly worried that there was any bloodshed to begin with. Here this was supposed to be a fun thing, after all!

"Here," she said, gently taking the woman's hand, frowning as she looked over the damage. "I'm going to remove the splinters. They're big enough to see, at least."

Lauri-Ell was willing to take the instructions of the girl, but she did try and hide the pained grimace she wore.

"Please," she said, trying to keep her voice soft and low. "They are very painful."

"It'll be quick," Omega promised. Her fingers were small, and she was careful as she took hold of the first of the splinters. "On three, okay? One... two...

"-three!" she said, tugging simultaneously with a quick motion. The bleeding would have to be dealt with once all of the splinters were removed, but first things first!

The large woman whimpered a little from the pain. She had been so long since she had a true pain like this. Oh dear it had been so long, and she wanted to snatch her hand away. But no, she keeps herself still.

""You have good hands."

Omega kept her other hand in a gentle but firm grip around Lauri-Ell's, not that she'd be able to keep her from pulling it away if the woman wanted to.

"Just try to relax. There's a couple more..." she said, already positioning herself to remove the next splinters. As soon as she took care of those, she tugged out a square of cloth she had folded in one of her belt pouches to use as a makeshift bandage.

The girl is very good at what she does, actually. And it is a comfort to have the spliters removed. Once the girl was done Lauri stayed still to let the girl bandage her.

"You are very skilled."

"That'll have to do for now. We should really wash your hand off and put something on it to help it heal."

Omega smiled a little, shaking her head. "At least it wasn't too serious."

"Yes, I do not know where to find disinfectants here," Lauri admitted. She hadn't really been hurt yet.

"I shall have to find a medic to address those concerns later. I am sorry to have interrupted your practice.

"There'd be some at the hospital. Otherwise I think the closest place to wash off would be the ships in the hangar," Omega suggested after some thought. "That's not far at least. Sorry I don't have any stims or a medkit with me. Maybe we should make one..."

The hangars are rather close. That seems the best plan.

"What would a medkit require? Perhaps I can fetch things for you, if you are trained with them."

Omega tapped her chin. "Bandaging, some disinfectant and something to clean wounds with. And something to put on wounds to help them heal. There's some things at the hospital, but it doesn't really do good if people have to go all the way there to make use of things."

She smiled. "You wash off that hand. It should be fine once it's cleaned off and rebandaged. And then we can put together some medkits to keep around the city."

"You are quite wise," Lauri-Ell said. Maybe people should make medical kits to store in many places.

"I will help you in this project if you wish."

"I think I'd definitely need help finding containers to put things in, aside from putting everything together," Omega said, nodding at Lauri-Ell. "We'll do that later. Take care of this first," she said, pointing at the woman's hand.

Yes, this first would work.

"I suppose I can do this for myself. I do not wish to interrupt your practice more."

Not that she would not welcome company, but small warriors need much practice.

"It's all right. Not like we expected it to happen. I'm just glad it wasn't any worse than it was." Omega smiled encouragingly. "Go on then. I'll be here around here if you need help with something."

"Thank you," she says, bowing to the girl. "You are a great wise one for your size, Miss Omega. It was my honor to meet you."

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