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driftfleet
Jul. 27th, 2015 05:23 pm[video;]
[The blonde man on screen glowers, looking distinctly unhappy. He shifts, and a baldric is visible stretching across his chest, though the sword that generally accompanies it is missing.]
There's nothing that passes for real weaponry aboard this vessel, is there? These 'blasters' hardly feel like a substitute for a decent blade.
[action;]
Planetside, Joscelin is a different man. Once the general queasiness from adjusting to natural gravity has passed, he can be found at the market, browsing the vendor stalls. A shirt of some iridescent grey material--is that metal?--seems to have caught his eye, and he lets his fingers linger on the garment, a thoughtful look on his face.
[The blonde man on screen glowers, looking distinctly unhappy. He shifts, and a baldric is visible stretching across his chest, though the sword that generally accompanies it is missing.]
There's nothing that passes for real weaponry aboard this vessel, is there? These 'blasters' hardly feel like a substitute for a decent blade.
[action;]
Planetside, Joscelin is a different man. Once the general queasiness from adjusting to natural gravity has passed, he can be found at the market, browsing the vendor stalls. A shirt of some iridescent grey material--is that metal?--seems to have caught his eye, and he lets his fingers linger on the garment, a thoughtful look on his face.
