DEPLOYMENT 6: I'm Loco for Logos

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[ACTION (In and Around Goldberg Street, Afternoon, OPEN TO ALL)]

[In the 50's, the Postman still delivers on Saturdays! Balin heads out of 847 Goldberg Street to check the mail-and, after opening the mailbox and retrieving what's inside, sees that it's a package in his name.]

Huh. They finally sent me somethin' else?

[In a inglorious fashion,

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[She can see a blue glow from the window, and to her, that means one thing, alchemy, so she heads outside to find out who is doing what to her street. The light disappears almost as soon as she locates its source. Then, she is privy to more cursing than she's heard since she got to Mayfield.]

I suppose that wasn't alchemy.

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[Balin's still on his hands and knees as Olivier approaches.]

Alchemy? No, it's-it's Logos.

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[She tilts her head, not surprised at encountering something new, but now she's interested.]

What is Logos?

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[He looks up slightly. He tries to stand up, picking up that picture he dropped in the midst of the download process, but he's having a bit of trouble doing so.]

It's-it's'a human name for a system'at-allows a sentient mind to directly affect'a universe.

.. Or, well-most people call'at "magic," so I guess'at works, too.

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[Like magic, she can handle that. She see's him falter and holds out a hand to help.]

Looks like getting it back was a pain.

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[Balin gratefully accepts! Hold on tight, Olivier!]

Yeah-I think I got a fuckin' migraine. That-it doesn't normally happen like that. Damn town made me re-learn every Element I'd ever studied all at'a same time-

[He winces.]

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[She can't imagine having to learn all of her training over again, and at once. No matter that her skills are purely physical, it's the only way she can relate.]

Nothing happens normally in this Truth-forsaken place, they have to make it complicated.

So, what can you do with this Logos?

[She is interested in all abilities!]

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No kiddin'.

[Balin shakes his head slightly, squinting his eyes shut briefly in hopes he might clear up the "migraine aura" screwing with his vision. No such luck.]

Depends-depends on your career path, what'a AFS'll clear you for trainin'. Like, one of'a basic things they teach Recruits is how to control-electrostatic discharges. Lightning.

I'm rated Demolitionist, so-I blow shit up. Without havin'a use explosives.

I think this is possibly the nicest Olivier has been since arriving...

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That is a rather useful skill. We're starting a resistance if you're thinking of putting it to use here at all.

[Now that she's made the offer, she feels it's her duty to get the clearly disoriented man off the streets of Mayfield before something ridiculous happens.]

Maybe you should get inside and sit down, looks like you still need to recover. [As a commanding officer, she knows that recovery time should be taken seriously.]

Heheh. :D

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Oh yeah-I'm gonna. Fuckin' town need's'a-

[He doesn't finish the thought-partially from worry that Mayfield's captors might be able to hear-but it's obvious what he meant to say.]

... Yeah, I'll join'at. Jus' tell me where you guys meet an' who to report to an' I'll be there.

[A beat, as he considers Olivier's suggestion that he rest further. He nods a bit.]

-I'll do'at ... thanks, miss-?

XD

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[She nods in agreement.]

Major General Olivier Armstrong. I'll be calling our first gathering soon. It'll be a couple houses down at 851.

I'll see you there, uh...

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[HOLY SHIT A GENERAL. Balin almost stumbles upon hearing that, but he manages to catch himself. There's an instant change in Balin's demeanor. Military protocol kicking in.]

-Sergeant First Class Balin Wilbur, of the Army of Allied Free Sentients, ma'am.

[He gives her a salute, and as best a proper attention stance as he can manage at the moment.]

[Olivier Armstrong. That name-it sounds familiar, but thanks to the blasted migraine he can't focus enough to recall its importance. He'll have to check his journal later ...]

a-a-another one? lol, I am so glad I was warned that people would know her.

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[She smiles at the salute and stance. Aside from Riza, she hadn't encountered anyone with the same stiff stand that she was so used to seeing. It's actually refreshing.]

At ease, Sergeant Wilbur. Make sure you get yourself some proper rest. Maybe, next time we meet, you can show me those demolition skills of yours.

XD Yeah, the previous Olivier was involved in the Population Control event in May.

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[And just like that, he snaps back into an at ease stance.]

Will do, ma'am.

[Inwardly, Balin is thinking about two things: that Mayfield has balls to bring in a general (like GIlgamesh wasn't enough), and the dawning realization that Olivia lives right across the street. Fetching the morning paper will never be the same again!]

Population Control...I don't even want to know. Oh, there will also be a Colonel pretty soon.

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[She nods, the formalities making her feel at ease.]

Well then, I'll see you around.

[Once inside, she watches to make sure he makes it into his own house without trouble. And she finds herself wondering how stupid it was for Mayfield to allow it's prisoners to have things like magic and alchemy.]

Awesome. :D As a head's up, Balin does have a list of who was involved and how many they killed.

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[Balin will take that as an order to dismiss.]

See ya later, General.

[And he'll head back inside his house. Somewhat unsteadily, and using the porch rails to keep himself from tipping over at one point, but he seems to make it indoors alright.]