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thisavrou_log2016-02-18 06:30 pm
a_shadow) wrote in thisavrou_log2016-02-18 06:30 pm
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Melt me down into big black armor
Who: Agent Texas
When: From now to the end of the month
Where: Various/take your pick
What: Tex got her armor in the mail. She's feeling pretty good about this.
Warnings: Will update if needed
Cargo Bay/Feb 18
It's early evening when Tex gets a ping on her MID to come to the cargo bay and pick up a delivery. She heads down, not knowing what could be awaiting her, but she doesn't even need to be pointed in the right direction once she arrives—the sight of her old suit of armor is plain as day. It's actually a robot wearing her armor, a robot that served as her body in times past. Most people here don't realize Tex is actually an AI. Here she's somehow been installed in a human body, and she's experienced enough of its pleasures that though she misses being a robot, living in it is pretty good in her estimation. So it only crosses her mind for a moment that maybe she should make a point of finding out if someone can install her back in the robot. That's more trouble than it's worth, especially with the chance of failure.
She stands before the robot for a minute, admiring it, before attempting to lift it to carry it back to her room. It's too damn heavy, even as strong as the body she was given is, and she realizes the only way to get the armor back to her room at this point is going to be to wear it. She strips the armor off the robot, a plate at a time, stacking it neatly to the side. The robot is wearing a rubber under suit, just like the human soldiers who used this armor, and Tex carefully removes it before beginning to strip down to her underwear—right there in the cargo bay. She's not modest, and she's impatient to see what this armor feels like on her body. She shimmies into the under suit and starts strapping the armor on.
Elsewhere/Evenings
Tex does her teaching and usual cleaning duties in her crew uniform during the day, but once she's free of those duties she goes to her room and straps her armor on. Like the last time she was here on the Moira, she spends most of the evening in her armor working out in the gym—though the only change here is the armor, really. But it feels good to be properly suited up for such activities.
The only really disappointing part is there's no one suitable to spar with now. But she has a full routine punching the heavy bag and that'll have to do now. Sooner or later she'll need to take a drink and she hangs back at the rear of the gym, taking her helmet off and toweling off her forehead before swallowing back a draft of water.
Spacewalk & Lanterns/Feb 23
Throughout the period of time they've been learning to go out on the hull of the ship, Tex has made a point of using the supplied equipment, since she's liable to end up needing to teach others to do the same later on. But for the release of the lanterns, Tex straps on her armor and the airtight helmet, wanting to do this on her own terms. She heads down to the airlock, knowing more people are going to be around and expecting to see the eyes of others on her. She ignores this unless spoken to, though, keeping her head held high. And afterwards, after releasing the lantern and returning to the ship, she takes her helmet off and looks at the faceplate. This is her life and her reality now.
Misc.
(( OOC: Feel free to run into Tex in her armor elsewhere—in the halls, on Mero deck where she lives, at the evening meal in the mess, or wherever! I included the prompt for the lantern release since this is a detail change from what I originally wrote, but I also have a starter for Tex over there on the event log if you prefer to use it knowing this additional detail. ))
When: From now to the end of the month
Where: Various/take your pick
What: Tex got her armor in the mail. She's feeling pretty good about this.
Warnings: Will update if needed
Cargo Bay/Feb 18
It's early evening when Tex gets a ping on her MID to come to the cargo bay and pick up a delivery. She heads down, not knowing what could be awaiting her, but she doesn't even need to be pointed in the right direction once she arrives—the sight of her old suit of armor is plain as day. It's actually a robot wearing her armor, a robot that served as her body in times past. Most people here don't realize Tex is actually an AI. Here she's somehow been installed in a human body, and she's experienced enough of its pleasures that though she misses being a robot, living in it is pretty good in her estimation. So it only crosses her mind for a moment that maybe she should make a point of finding out if someone can install her back in the robot. That's more trouble than it's worth, especially with the chance of failure.
She stands before the robot for a minute, admiring it, before attempting to lift it to carry it back to her room. It's too damn heavy, even as strong as the body she was given is, and she realizes the only way to get the armor back to her room at this point is going to be to wear it. She strips the armor off the robot, a plate at a time, stacking it neatly to the side. The robot is wearing a rubber under suit, just like the human soldiers who used this armor, and Tex carefully removes it before beginning to strip down to her underwear—right there in the cargo bay. She's not modest, and she's impatient to see what this armor feels like on her body. She shimmies into the under suit and starts strapping the armor on.
Elsewhere/Evenings
Tex does her teaching and usual cleaning duties in her crew uniform during the day, but once she's free of those duties she goes to her room and straps her armor on. Like the last time she was here on the Moira, she spends most of the evening in her armor working out in the gym—though the only change here is the armor, really. But it feels good to be properly suited up for such activities.
The only really disappointing part is there's no one suitable to spar with now. But she has a full routine punching the heavy bag and that'll have to do now. Sooner or later she'll need to take a drink and she hangs back at the rear of the gym, taking her helmet off and toweling off her forehead before swallowing back a draft of water.
Spacewalk & Lanterns/Feb 23
Throughout the period of time they've been learning to go out on the hull of the ship, Tex has made a point of using the supplied equipment, since she's liable to end up needing to teach others to do the same later on. But for the release of the lanterns, Tex straps on her armor and the airtight helmet, wanting to do this on her own terms. She heads down to the airlock, knowing more people are going to be around and expecting to see the eyes of others on her. She ignores this unless spoken to, though, keeping her head held high. And afterwards, after releasing the lantern and returning to the ship, she takes her helmet off and looks at the faceplate. This is her life and her reality now.
Misc.
(( OOC: Feel free to run into Tex in her armor elsewhere—in the halls, on Mero deck where she lives, at the evening meal in the mess, or wherever! I included the prompt for the lantern release since this is a detail change from what I originally wrote, but I also have a starter for Tex over there on the event log if you prefer to use it knowing this additional detail. ))
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