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[tinytactician]

[Armin's looked better -- his hair is a snarly mess, there are dark shadows under his eyes and there are literally stacks and stacks of datapads around him. But he seems pretty content, in his element, even, making notes on one of the datapads -- he can adjust! He can learn how to technology! -- and adjusting the communicator (probably perched on one of the stacks) with his free hand.

Then he'll look up, set down the data pad, then hold his hands about eighteen inches apart.]

Grappling hook.

[...that's all he says. Apparently he figures anyone who can help him will start with inquiring further. He nods, once, smiling, then returning to his note-taking. After a moment, he remembers the communicator is still on, reaching out without looking up and switching it off.]

Comments

Video

[dino_zarf]

[Well that's an odd sort of thing to say without further elaboration]

Shénme?

Video

[tinytactician]

No, no, one about that big should suffice. I don't need an enormous one.

[klutziness]

You want one?

[tinytactician]

Please, if at all possible. Or the materials to build one.

[klutziness]

I'll have a look around.

[tinytactician]

...you don't even wish to know what it's for?

[finer]

You look rather busy this evening.

[tinytactician]

[He jumps a little, like he's forgotten there was anyone else, then offers a tired smile.] I am, yes. Most evenings now. But it's nice to have occupation.

Re: Video

[dino_zarf]

[The puzzled look does not fade]

Still not following.

Video

[tinytactician]

I need a grappling hook, or the parts to make one. If at all possible?

[klutziness]

[she shrugs]

You're a kid, and sometimes kids gotta do some stupid things. Just try not to hurt yourself!

[rikku: giving bad advice since 2001]

[tinytactician]

[Indignant scowly-face.] I'm fifteen.

[klutziness]

[she grins]

Hey, when I was fifteen, I ran away from home and hoofed it around the world with a little band of misfits. So let me tell you, I understand stupid.

WHOOPS

[tinytactician]

...how old are you now? [He'll ignore the "stupid" thing for now.]

but peggy

[klutziness]

[SQUINTY EYES]

Didn't anyone ever tell you not to ask a lady her age? [there is only fake anger here] But I'm twenty-one.

shhhhh u saw nothing shhhh /patpat

[tinytactician]

[Blink.]

No? [Lol that's because nobody lives past 20 in Titan-land.] Oh. I would not...have guessed that.

well ok then

[klutziness]

[titan-land needs to get its shit together]

That sucks. And why not?

:3

[tinytactician]

[Understatement of the century.]

I don't know. You seem...u-um...youthful? [Boobs, Rikku, you have boobs and now he feels weird noticing them because you're six years older than him. The military uniform is not flattering; he is not used to the whole boobs thing.]

[klutziness]

[get used to them they are p much always there]

Oh. Well, thanks. I guess.

[tinytactician]

[He will never get used to them he will always look somewhere over Rikku's head.] Most women I know your age have been in the military too long to be carefree or upbeat.

Re: Video

[dino_zarf]

[Well... that explains a few things]

On a spaceship?

Video

[tinytactician]

...it's a very large spaceship?

[That explains everything, right?]

[finer]

It keeps restlessness at bay, I agree. A healthy mind to go with healthy spirits.

[tinytactician]

Both of which are difficult to maintain, especially on this ship.

[finer]

I have a new appreciation for jokes dealing with sanity, now.

What is it you were assigned to do, if I may ask?