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WHO: Lauri-Ell and You
WHERE: All Around
WHAT: A Day In The Life of a Security Woman
WHEN: Mid April
WARNINGS: small possibility of a structural collapse and getting trapped under it.

1. Queen of Fitness | Civics Center Fitness Rooms

Dawn. Lauri-Ell returns from her patrol routine to the specific place she always to be found in the early morning. The former soldier had been taking care to restore the fitness focused areas of the Civics Center in the past months, and the space definitely showed it now. The time on Coruscant had been helpful in fitting her place better to her tastes. Now instead of worked stone weights for training, she had a few sets of heavy, plasticized dumbbells for people to work with. Nothing compared to the massive wooden log, almost three feet thick and five feet in diameter that she had worked into a shape meant for lifting the edge and flipping for core training, but they were useful anyway. And while there weren't workout machines, she had managed to weave ropes into grids for agility training, long ropes for resistance, and she'd even started the process of building an obstacle course. There were plenty of options for fitness.

The pinnacle of her creation, though, was a room she had taken over off to one side of the main space. The whole floor had been covered with sand hauled all the way from the beach, carefully run through a mesh sieve to keep the larger particles out of. The whole place had been worked down into a nice, relatively soft area for sparring, and there was even a few bags of sand hang from the ceiling for punching. Now if only she could figure out how to make proper mats instead for her sparring space.

Anyone entering would be met with Lauri-Ell there, smiling widely and waving at them.

"Welcome. Do you wish to work out? Spar? I would love to provide assistance."

Billy had said she should find something she wanted to do, wanted to be. And protecting others in every way she can come up with had won out.

2. A Glownie In Need Is A Glownie Indeed | Area of Pink 4

Part of life for Lauri-Ell had always been patrolling Temba. Part of it had come from the fact that, when she had arrived, she had her future Emperor and his Prince-Consort to protect. The rest of it came down to the fact that she was a genetically engineered soldier, and she really just didn't know what to do with herself if she wasn't walking patrols. Which was what she was doing, fully clad in her Accuser armor, the Universal Weapon in hand, and one of the Agrii Security Point guns hanging from a strap at her side. Surely she was kitted out for battle.

What she was not expecting was the distressed noise she heard while walking toward the hangar, or how the noise grew louder and more distressed noises buried under some rubble of the less stable buildings in the area. And that's when she realized what she was hearing.

"A glownie!" the woman gasped, shocked and moving toward the rubble to try and get to where the source was. "I will save you little beast!"

3. Exploring The Ghost of the Past | Pink 25 - Transport Station

Lauri-Ell loved plants, there was no denying that. There was beauty in the fragility of a flower, there was strength in the twisting of a vine, and there was wonder in the wash of green. But here, this place, it was wrong. Lauri-Ell's patrols often led her through this part of the city, eyes watching out for dangerous creatures encroaching in. Today, though, the silence and overgrowth was too much. Too like what she had seen in that New York City where her sister had hidden her during the war. Like the beautiful structure of glass and metal that housed plants where a Cotati had taken a captive little girl named Kit.

It was wrong here. It hurt her to see.

With a sigh Lauri-Ell moved further into the overgrowth, working her way through it. She wanted to see what this structure was, and the plants did not seem to want to let her through.

"I am not your enemy," she told the plants around her. "I wish merely to explore and see what this place was. What it could be. Please, i do not wish to damage you."

They weren't likely to listen.

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"It doesn't matter to me. If you need or want any help dealing with the plants, or looking around here, I can help you with it. Then I'd have something to look forward to, later." She smiles. Everything holds a chance for something worth discovering, after all.

"I can look later," she suggests. Even if she wanted to play with the plants now. "It is better to show you to the ocean now. The hot springs are useful."

Delight crossed her face once more, and her eyes widened with renewed interest. "Oooh, I've never been to a natural one of those. In Monica they're all accomplished with pressurized jets and heating tanks. I'd love to try it. ... I'll even come back here with you later to help make up for any time you lost inspecting this sector."

For a long moment Lauri-Ell considered and then nodded.

“Yes. I can agree to this arrangement. I could be interested in a warm bath. To soothe muscles after a long patrol.”

"Well, then." She smiled, excited by the lovely array of new experiences in her near future. "Lead the way, Lauri-Ell."

"I am glad to. I will advise on the beach to avoid the lobster things. Their stings are very painful," she offered with a sad expression. "It is better not to need to seek medical care."

"Lobster things?" She followed her lead, easily keeping pace and minding any obstacles or rubble in their way. It wasn't unlike some of the ruined sectors of Bregna and Monica, after all.

"Oh, but now you have me curious. I don't think I've ever seen a lobster, either."

"I don't know that I've seen them either. I've been told that is what they are," Lauri-Ell explained. She had little reason to not believe it.

"Oh. But you've seen the creatures you're warning me about, so you can point them out when we see one, right? Otherwise we'd just have to be careful of everything, and that isn't any fun at all."

"Of course I shall," Lauri-Ell agrees with a grin. BUt she can offer this, quite happily.

Aeon passes the rest of the trip asking Lauri-Ell questions about their surroundings, about how much of it she's familiar with, and as they pass the time, they trade a few details about each other's homeworlds. She's fascinated by the Kree, and shares the paralells she sees in the way Bregna can clone its soldiers. She's wondering if she should share the fact that she's likely a clone herself, when the foreign sound of surf reaches her ears.

She stops, crouching defensively, and holds up a hand.

"Listen. ... Do you hear that?"

Why should one be ashamed of being cloned? Lauri-Ell had no shame in her own status, and liked to think that her mother would appreciate her existence, would love her.

But when the woman stopped, Lauri-Ell frowned. She strained her own ears for answers, unable to hear any threat.

"I hear only the surf of the water on the shore."

Where she's from, being cloned is almost exclusively a Breen luxury, and the applications in war are a very new development: the cloning is mostly done for families who want infants, since the population is sterile. Aeon knows that as a Monican rebel, she could face a lot of blowback in the wrong situations for sharing what she's found out about herself: about what the rebellion had started to do.

But when Lauri-Ell responds, her train of thought shifts entirely from any sort of reticence, her eyes lighting up. "That's the water?!" She sprints ahead, eager to get a sight of it, and when she does, the pristine blue of its vast expanse is unlike anything she's ever seen.

She's silent, awed, until she hears Lauri-Ell's footsteps behind her.

"It looks like it just goes on forever..."

"That's the water," Lauri-Ell agreed, smiling. That light in Aeon's eyes is beautiful.

She follows behind the woman, slow and patient. When she arrives she nods along. "Yes. IT does. That is because of limitations of viewing distance I believe."

"Hm." Vision and sight have always been something Aeon cherishes, even the quirks and strangeness of optical illusion, or things like this. She wonders how far it is to Tommy's island - if it's just beyond what her eyes are allowing her to see, or if it's farther still.

"It's beautiful. And so clean."

She pads up to the water's edge, almost hesitant to approach the waves, tugging off one of her gloves as she approaches. "In Bregna we have to treat the water for it to be clean. There are so many chemicals from the old defoliant cannons..."

"Yes, the waters here seem nice. But I prefer the hot springs," she said, turning her attention toward where the cave would be.

"Defoliant?"

She dipped her bare fingers into an encroaching wave, startled and delighted by how chilly the water was, then turned back to face Lauri-Ell.

"Yes. The city is walled not to keep the people in, but to keep the plants out. They've all mutated, and they're dangerous. For a little while, the walls were mounted with cannons that fired chemicals at regular intervals to keep the plants from overtaking things. ... Is that where the hot springs are?"

"If you taste your fingers, you will find the water to be salty," Lauri-Ell said, intrigued to watch the woman. But yes, she can connect to this.

"I have also recently fought bad plants. They were... Well, they wished to not have any animal life left in the world. It is a weight my people bear, to have caused that."

And yes, the caves were definitely that way.

Instead of sticking her finger in her mouth the way most would, Aeon simply stuck out her tongue and licked her index finger.

"It is! ... Delicious." The resulting grin faded a bit when Lauri-Ell shared her own experience, and Aeon headed toward the caves, trusting her new friend would follow.

"That sounds a lot like what happened in Bregna. The walls were built to keep the plants the Breen scientists developed from doing the same. They were supposed to be plants that would fulfill all our nutritious requirements, but ... something went very wrong."

Lauri-Ell watched that motion. And didn't know why, but found herself looking away from it. That was... Well, it was. When she heard Aeon walking, she moved quickly to follow.

"We did not develop the plants. The Cotati are another species that come from my world, from Hala. My ancestors were horrible to them."

Lauri-Ell earned herself a curious squint when she looked away, but Aeon didn't make any more of it, far more interested in the caves.

"The past is never as golden as some people want to think it is," she said in regard to the Kree's ancestors. "The important thing is to remember it properly so that things can actually change."

"Our past is lead, at best," Lauri-Ell said, unable to keep the disapproval from her voice. "And we try to forget that which we do not like. It is a problem.:

"Agreed. The past needs to be remembered so it's not repeated. ... I'm really curious about what happened here." She crouches down, unearthing something in the sand that almost seems like sea glass. "That data coupling showed me a few things, but not nearly enough."

Lauri-Ell considers the sea glass and smiles.

"There could be jewelry made of that."

"Hmm. You should take it, then. I don't usually wear jewelry."

She holds it out to Lauri-Ell with a little smile: an offering of friendship.

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want to leave it here & handwave or keep going? up to you!

I live for this CR. Keep going!

yaaaay <3

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Mind if I skip them there?

not at all!

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