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thisavrou_log2016-03-11 02:22 am
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Insert Whale Noises
Who: Nihlus and anyone who wants to come along really
When: March 11th
Where: Ceta, the docks and then moving onto a whale watching spot
What: Whaaaale watching
Warnings: None yet!
Docks
"Alright everyone!" Nihlus announces, halfway up the ramp, waving his hand to get everyone's attention on him. "Before any of you boards this ship, there are some rules! They're about the same for the Temporaries for the most part: no potential sources of ignition, keep your breathing masks on and definitely do NOT try to go skydiving."
Seriously. Not good for your health.
"There is one additional rule to this however," he continues. "NO light shows. Whatsoever. No flashlights, no laser pointers, no holograms or anything similar. According to our the ship's Captain -and our guide for the day-, the whales react badly to light displays and since we're whale watching, scaring them off defeats the entire purpose of the trip."
He pauses, looking over the small gathering before shrugging and finishing: "If that all sounds good with you, feel free to board. We'll be leaving in about ten minutes. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me or our Captain."
And with that, Nihlus ducks out of view. He will be found again in the ship's cabin, speaking in low tones with the Captain as they prepare to leave.
Whale Watching
It'll be almost an hour before they actually, properly, see any whales.
The boat sits perfectly still, hanging in the calm air between the massive canyons of clouds that stretched up and down for kilometers on either side of them. Below them, far, far below them, and yet still so far from the planet's core, is a dark roiling mass that was lit up by a spiderweb of super sized lightning storms.
In the distance, dark, fuzzy silhouettes begin to appear against the white and strange, alien teal of the gas giant's skies. They drift lazily through the upper atmosphere and leaving trails of white fluff in their wake.
Mic Test
It's another hour into the watching. The whales are closer now, curiouser now, and relaxed enough to drift close to the boat.
In some ways, the whale watching was a bit of a guise.
Tourists doing touristy things was expected and they were nothing if not tourists here.
Nihlus is leaning against the ship's railing, watching the pod of whales at they lazily circled the boat. He's dimmed the glow of his omni-tool down to its lowest setting, the outlines of the tool barely visible against his forearm. He appears to be fiddling with some settings on the device.
When: March 11th
Where: Ceta, the docks and then moving onto a whale watching spot
What: Whaaaale watching
Warnings: None yet!
Docks
"Alright everyone!" Nihlus announces, halfway up the ramp, waving his hand to get everyone's attention on him. "Before any of you boards this ship, there are some rules! They're about the same for the Temporaries for the most part: no potential sources of ignition, keep your breathing masks on and definitely do NOT try to go skydiving."
Seriously. Not good for your health.
"There is one additional rule to this however," he continues. "NO light shows. Whatsoever. No flashlights, no laser pointers, no holograms or anything similar. According to our the ship's Captain -and our guide for the day-, the whales react badly to light displays and since we're whale watching, scaring them off defeats the entire purpose of the trip."
He pauses, looking over the small gathering before shrugging and finishing: "If that all sounds good with you, feel free to board. We'll be leaving in about ten minutes. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me or our Captain."
And with that, Nihlus ducks out of view. He will be found again in the ship's cabin, speaking in low tones with the Captain as they prepare to leave.
Whale Watching
It'll be almost an hour before they actually, properly, see any whales.
The boat sits perfectly still, hanging in the calm air between the massive canyons of clouds that stretched up and down for kilometers on either side of them. Below them, far, far below them, and yet still so far from the planet's core, is a dark roiling mass that was lit up by a spiderweb of super sized lightning storms.
In the distance, dark, fuzzy silhouettes begin to appear against the white and strange, alien teal of the gas giant's skies. They drift lazily through the upper atmosphere and leaving trails of white fluff in their wake.
Mic Test
It's another hour into the watching. The whales are closer now, curiouser now, and relaxed enough to drift close to the boat.
In some ways, the whale watching was a bit of a guise.
Tourists doing touristy things was expected and they were nothing if not tourists here.
Nihlus is leaning against the ship's railing, watching the pod of whales at they lazily circled the boat. He's dimmed the glow of his omni-tool down to its lowest setting, the outlines of the tool barely visible against his forearm. He appears to be fiddling with some settings on the device.
yoooooooo!
The sound of approaching footsteps pulls the turian out of his thoughts and he turns slightly.
"Church," he greets, letting his mandibles loosen in a smile, the tension bleeding from his shoulders. "If you're looking for the snacks, you'll have to ask Alice where she put them."
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( Though he does cast a scrutinizing look in Alice's direction, just to pinpoint where she is for, uh. No particular reason. Really. Definitely not because he plans to shake her down for a candy bar later. )
"Nah, man," he says, then turns on his heel until he's facing the whales rather than Nihlus. He squints up through the clouds, wiping gathering condensation from his forehead and into his already damp hair. "Just here to chitchat a little. You enjoying the show?"
Whether Nihlus believes him or not, that's the bizarre truth. Nihlus also seemed to be extremely caught up in his thoughts before Church approached him, and he figures he could do with a distraction from whatever the fuck had him looking so serious. All out of the goodness of his own heart, too. What a saint.
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Fortunately, Nihlus has the grace to pretend he didn't see the look he sent Alice. There's a somewhat humored quirk to his right mandible, but it's brief and the turian's expression settles back to one of thoughtfulness.
"It's beautiful," he says, turning back to the view as well, his voice underlined by a note of genuine wonder. After a moment however, he chuckles and notes, "Although I can't help thinking that we've interrupted their equivalent of a daily evening walk."