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revivalproject2020-06-06 12:12 pm
foundlingfather) wrote in revivalproject2020-06-06 12:12 pm
I'm a Mandalorian.
WHO: Din Djarin, OTA
WHERE: Calibrations room
WHAT: Calibrations stuff
WHEN: June 2nd to July 10th
WARNINGS: War, death, kidnapping, betrayal. Din does not live a nice life, will add more as needed.
This room almost looks like it could be straight out of one of the ships on Agra Ten. It looks very utilitarian, with nets and various things hanging off the walls, or tucked in behind the nets. Dimly lit, it certainly looks like it could hold alot, even if not very comfortably. At one end there's even a small bedroom, if it could be called that since it only houses a bed.
Din himself stands at one end, in front of an open weapons, currently occupied with cleaning a rather interesting looking long rifle. Looking around the room, you may be able to spot things that catch your eye. Resting on top of a box, almost missable in the lighting, is a small block of steel marked with a symbol in the lower right corner. Beskar steel, for anyone that may recognize it as such. Set down near Din, there's a blaster pistol, waiting to be cleaned by it's owner. Looking completely out of place compared to everything else here, a folded up red hood sits tucked in behind one of the nets
If you're feeling curious or adventurous, on one wall there's a metal ladder, that leads up to the cockpit of the ship. Even smaller than down below it's obvious this ship is only meant to be manned by a small crew. With one pilot seat, and two jump seats in the rear. Various buttons blink or shine, but the ship itself is in low power mode, as it drifts through space. A billion stars viewable from the cockpit windows. If you can draw your gaze from the billions of stars outside, on the right jump seat(if coming from the doorway) there's a small blinking red light. That of a tracking fob. That sits innocently on the cushion of the seat.
WHERE: Calibrations room
WHAT: Calibrations stuff
WHEN: June 2nd to July 10th
WARNINGS: War, death, kidnapping, betrayal. Din does not live a nice life, will add more as needed.
This room almost looks like it could be straight out of one of the ships on Agra Ten. It looks very utilitarian, with nets and various things hanging off the walls, or tucked in behind the nets. Dimly lit, it certainly looks like it could hold alot, even if not very comfortably. At one end there's even a small bedroom, if it could be called that since it only houses a bed.
Din himself stands at one end, in front of an open weapons, currently occupied with cleaning a rather interesting looking long rifle. Looking around the room, you may be able to spot things that catch your eye. Resting on top of a box, almost missable in the lighting, is a small block of steel marked with a symbol in the lower right corner. Beskar steel, for anyone that may recognize it as such. Set down near Din, there's a blaster pistol, waiting to be cleaned by it's owner. Looking completely out of place compared to everything else here, a folded up red hood sits tucked in behind one of the nets
If you're feeling curious or adventurous, on one wall there's a metal ladder, that leads up to the cockpit of the ship. Even smaller than down below it's obvious this ship is only meant to be manned by a small crew. With one pilot seat, and two jump seats in the rear. Various buttons blink or shine, but the ship itself is in low power mode, as it drifts through space. A billion stars viewable from the cockpit windows. If you can draw your gaze from the billions of stars outside, on the right jump seat(if coming from the doorway) there's a small blinking red light. That of a tracking fob. That sits innocently on the cushion of the seat.
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"WAAAH!!" By now Jon should be aware that they can't be hurt in these dreams, but still. He has both his hands up and just stares at the-- Robot? Well, if this one is another robot, then at least he lowers his weapon again quite quickly, earning him a relieved exhale from the Archivist along with a stuttered answer.
"Ah- w-w-well... I- I mean.... I suppose...?"
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Din stares at the man through his visor for a moment, before finally relaxing some, and turning the weapon so it's facing the ceiling. Out of a position to be easily fired. Din's aware they can't be hurt either in these strange visits. But old habits die hard, specially when someone startles you. After a moment, he just nods at the stuttered answer.
"Relax, you'll be fine." Now that he doesn't have a weapon pointed at him, anyway. "What's your name?"
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"I- I don't think I have seen you around Temba before...?"