Don't judge a thing until you know what's inside it . [Open]

Jan 27, 2011 04:53

Characters: Fang and Open!
Content: Fang, a new Pilot on the Convoy because Jim is handwaving the job request will be poking around the Convoy.
Setting: Anywhere on the Convoy, or in Licere, if you'd prefer.
Time: Probably not long after the water going cold business happens, but before the weird anonymous network post.
Warnings: Whatever you ( Read more... )

oichi, justin warrick, dinobot, kuro, sara werec, oerba yun fang, utena tenjou

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Records Room? scaredbrilliant January 30 2011, 04:38:45 UTC
A lot of people taking their first tours of the ship didn't bother with the Records Room, just took a look at the sign on the door and decided that sounded too boring to be worth a look. It didn't help that Justin usually kept the door closed, or at least only slightly cracked - watching people pass by in the hallway made it difficult to concentrate.

Not that doing records required that much of his concentration in the first place, but he liked the peace and quiet.

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distortedbrand February 1 2011, 00:42:40 UTC
As well as taking the plan of the ship into account, Fang had taken it upon herself to familiarise herself with the way that the ship worked. When she saw the room that the sign on the door, she almost walked right past. A thought struck her before she did, and, given that, she pushed the door open, knocking twice before she did.

"Anybody home?" She asked as she did. When she saw the Records Keeper at the desk, she raised her eyebrows. "Ah, it looks like there is somebody holed up in here."

It was neat and orderly she noticed, but it looked like records were still stored on paper. Interesting. So the world hadn't come on that far.

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this is so pathetically late. <=| scaredbrilliant February 13 2011, 07:53:17 UTC
Justin looked up from his papers at the knock, but whoever it was didn't wait for an invitation before coming in. And... who was that? He hadn't gotten the paperwork for the new crewmember yet, so her arrival caught him by surprise. He was not very good with those.

He looked a little intimidated, both by her brisk manner and simply by the fact that she was a stranger in a place where he wasn't expecting strangers. "Yes," he answered unnecessarily, after a slightly too long pause as he thought about who she might be. "...Hello." Not sure how to deal with the situation, he left the initiative to her.

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/doesn't mind all that much! XD distortedbrand February 14 2011, 00:58:53 UTC
Typical, Fang thought, looking at him. He was clearly the kind of man more at home with books than, well, manly things. It made sense that he'd be tucked away in a room full of filing cabinets.

"I guess you haven't got my papers yet," she said, using it to cover the fact that she was basically poking around for her own amusement. At least it sounded important, that way.

It helped, of course, that she was beyond having papers. By all accounts, she was probably best considered legally dead.

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Most of it's your fault anyway. XD scaredbrilliant February 14 2011, 08:19:55 UTC
Yes, Justin was quite at home in a room full of filing cabinets, and content to be categorized that way. The notion of 'manly things' was barely even present in his worldview, and certainly not as something to aspire to.

This stranger, with her fighter's movements, her distinctly non-uniform-like outfit, and the sense of independence and self-assurance permeating her body language, was clearly part of a different world from his, even more so than most of the crew was. But she didn't seem unfriendly, and nothing rang false about her implied introduction as a new crewmember. That was enough to swing Justin's reaction from vaguely intimidated to cautiously curious.

"No, I haven't. Would you mind telling me what I should expect, then?"

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Ttly isn't. I'm utterly utterly innocent. <.__.> distortedbrand February 16 2011, 05:11:55 UTC
"I'm the new pilot," she said, folding her arms across her chest. "Name's Oerba Yun Fang, but just go with Fang, all right?"

She looked around the room, still amazed that paper was still the preferred storage method for information after three hundred years.

"Listen," she said, giving a short sigh before she started. "I'm not sure I've even got papers, so it might be worth starting up a new set, or whatever it is you do."

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Of course. Utterly. /pets ears, shamelessly copies paperwork info from another log scaredbrilliant February 27 2011, 21:19:48 UTC
"Fang. All right." It sounded fitting. He wondered if it really meant what it sounded like. "I'm Justin Walker," he returned the introduction, limiting himself to a nod, since her body language didn't invite a handshake.

He didn't seem surprised or bothered by her explanation. "That's fine. A lot of us don't." And some of the ones who did weren't particularly interested in showing them off. Justin's own Reseune ID certainly wasn't noted anywhere in his ship papers.

He reached into a drawer and pulled out a two-page set of blank crew papers, all done in his own neat handwriting. "Pull up a chair and get started, then. Almost everything here's optional. It's useful to have the information, but if the captain took you on board, he doesn't mind if you keep secrets."

The first page started, fairly predictably, with fields labeled Name, Birth Date, Joining Date, Position, Journal Frequency, Citizenship, Identification Documents And Numbers, Demihuman Registration Status (Optional) and Emergency Contacts (If Any). The rest of that page ( ... )

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Ahaha! Good plan! distortedbrand February 28 2011, 00:29:33 UTC
Fang nodded, took the papers and seated herself to fill in the form.

Oerba Yun Fang was listed for name, but her birthdate was missing. The joining date was listed as today and her position was written as Pilot. Her journal frequency was filled in as one would expect, but her citizenship was also left blank on account of the town she was born in no longer existing. Unsurprisingly, she was able to forego the majority of the information such as Emergency Contacts, Special Requirements/Requests, Medical Issues. For some of the easier to fill-in information, she scribbled down one or two word answers. Everything bar the bare essentials, save 'Employment History' (which was entered as 'monster hunter') were left unwritten.

She signed at the bottom and slid the papers to Justin. Curiously, her writing looked distinctly unusual. It was barely Reialian as Justin would know it, though it was recognisable, if archaic looking.

"Will that do?" She asked, not willing to fill any more in regardless of his answer.

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scaredbrilliant February 28 2011, 00:48:02 UTC
He could, normally, read upside-down and sideways - a skill left over from sitting across the table from Grant and reading his notes - but her handwriting was strange enough to prevent him from doing so, so he had to wait until she was done before looking over the answers properly. Not that there was much to see.

"What if I said no?" he asked, sounding just a little amused. To be honest, he was more curious about how she'd phrase and explain her answer than about what it would be. If she hadn't filled in more to start with, he doubted she'd change her mind just because he said so. She didn't seem like the type, which left him wondering why she'd asked at all.

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distortedbrand February 28 2011, 01:20:32 UTC
"You really want me to lie on an official form?" She asked with a bit of a smile.

Because she would, rather than putting in the relevant information. Even the birthdate part sounded ridiculous unless you happened to be a Jagermonster. It was the downside of having been kept in a magical stasis for three hundred years.

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scaredbrilliant February 28 2011, 01:57:48 UTC
"No, not really," he answered, with a full smile this time.

"If I ask about your handwriting, is that going to get me lied to as well?" It wasn't really that he was interested in that particular answer, or in the information she was hiding - he just liked to get to know the people he was going to be sharing a ship with, and this subject would serve as well as any. He wasn't going to push if she refused to talk about it.

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distortedbrand February 28 2011, 02:00:45 UTC
"Let's just say I was never very good at it and leave it at that, shall we?" She said, not sounding or looking threatening at all.

Of course, that definitely was a lie. She was perfectly good at reading and writing, it's just that they very inconsiderately changed how it looked in the three centuries she was dead to the world. Most unfair, really.

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scaredbrilliant February 28 2011, 05:42:19 UTC
If she had sounded threatening, she would have gotten a very different reaction - but as it was, Justin only grinned. "All right. Let's pretend I believed that."

It wasn't anywhere near a likely explanation. It was well-developed handwriting, and she wrote like someone reasonably practiced - it just looked odd. But given his own history, and the blanks in his own papers, Justin really couldn't talk about others not wanting their origins known.

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distortedbrand March 1 2011, 03:17:07 UTC
"That's the ticket," she said, giving him a smile. "I take it there's no shortage of people here who take the lack of compulsory forms as a stroke of good luck, huh?"

With ships like the Convoy, everybody seemed to have a story. Hers was probably weirder than most, but she doubted very much that it would be the weirdest there. It made her feel a little better, at least. And hey, if it turned out that she was at the top of the list for the strangest history, she at least had something to be proud of, right?

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