As they do this, Luke will shrug off the jacket, putting it to the side; he already stretched and went on his morning run, but he'll stretch again, since he's just intending for this to be hand-to-hand.]
You don't like computers, but you work on a space ship? [This could be (judgmental) but the vibes are just (curious)]
[ They don't answer because they're here to attack. Despite this position being more on the mechanical side of combat, Callisto is very much an animalistic brawler. There's no rhythm or rhyme to their movements. Their choices are abrupt, unpredictable, impulsive, and everything synonymous.
But aside from hand-to-hand, whips or tendrils snake out with a sharp sound, serrated like blades. Fortunately, these are just simulations. I hope Luke can DDR dodge!! At least Callisto knows what's a spar from a death match, so they aren't trying to overwhelm Luke.
[ Ground rules? Maybe you should stay on the ground. Another serrated whip flies out and clangs against the spot Luke use to be, scarring asphalt and cement. ]
What ground rules would there be. Space is treacherous.
[ LUKE REALLY CHOSE A GUN... Well, some shots hit, but some shots are intercepted by the serrated whips. They're caught between flaring fetters, but Callisto does slow down because of the shots. ]
You also use a gun.
[ Sensation soup says they have poor opinions regarding guns. ]
But whatever. It's fine. IT'S FINE!!! He's not inspector gadget for nothing. As they're talking, he simulates a smoke bomb--he tosses it between them, as a cover, to see if he can try to get closer; mostly, he's testing to see if Callisto will take over the simulation, or roll with it.]
[ Sound are more sane than others? But Callisto really is not normal, I guess.
Callisto will not take over the simulation. They believe in winning through their own efforts... Which means there is smoke here now! They're feeling around with the serrated lines slithering along the floor.
Watch your ankles, Luke. I hope they aren't bare. ]
[THEY ARE NOT BARE DOES HE LOOK LIKE WOLFWOOD TO YOU...
This is good to know, though. He's light on his feet, trying to get within a range that might make it more difficult or awkward for Callisto's tentawhips to catch him. If he can get close enough, he'll definitely aim a kick at Callisto--HOW TALL ARE THEY. WOULD IT MAKE SENSE TO AIM AT THE HEAD if not he'll go for their chest.]
[ looks at the height chart Luke can get the sense that Callisto is around Shu's height, which I think that Luke can feasibly try to kick them in the head. Without the smoke, they'd normally be able to grab him by the ankle, but with obscured vision they have to block with their forearms instead.
The bladed whips don't seem to have an awkward range. They move like extensions of themselves. THEY CAN KEEP GOING AT THIS... AND FORWARD TO THE SPAR ENDING. ]
We have artillery to clear out asteroids and debris, but with some calibration they can be used to track and target cosmic horrors if we ever see them.
[ There is the smallest fear of the unknown. ]
Inside, there is a lockdown if abnormalities are found within the ship.
I guess that's true. [There is zero sense of apology in his emotions.] It's only been a few days, you know. It'll take longer than that for us to adjust to all of this.
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[since none gym... his idea of a spar is so fucking normal compared to Childe's]
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[ Callisto really is awake at this time, so Luke will find them at the sim room... Just standing there at the center, arms crossed. ]
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Anyway he will. Take this as agreement and go to the sim room!! He's wearing his other outfit that I'm too lazy to link again, you already saw it.]
Thanks for coming. I don't want to fall out of practice while I'm here.
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[ Works out for both of them. They aren't grateful or anything, by the way, but prefers a brawl over their job during downtime.
They will choose a place to simulate!!! It just seems like inside some desolate building with clear view of what is like... A giant empty tank? ]
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As they do this, Luke will shrug off the jacket, putting it to the side; he already stretched and went on his morning run, but he'll stretch again, since he's just intending for this to be hand-to-hand.]
You don't like computers, but you work on a space ship? [This could be (judgmental) but the vibes are just (curious)]
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But aside from hand-to-hand, whips or tendrils snake out with a sharp sound, serrated like blades. Fortunately, these are just simulations. I hope Luke can DDR dodge!! At least Callisto knows what's a spar from a death match, so they aren't trying to overwhelm Luke.
... Maybe still too intense, though. ]
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[BRO!!!
Fortunately he can dodge, though he's definitely trying to drop-roll out of range the first chance he gets.]
Ground rules! Ground rules first!
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What ground rules would there be. Space is treacherous.
[ wow, at least stop? ]
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In that case he's going to switch gears and just fucking simulate a gun to start shooting at Callisto]
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You also use a gun.
[ Sensation soup says they have poor opinions regarding guns. ]
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I use a lot of things, but this was supposed to be hand-to-hand!!
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[ It's still hand-to-hand! At least to them. ]
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[For forgetting for a second that you're all nuts
But whatever. It's fine. IT'S FINE!!! He's not inspector gadget for nothing. As they're talking, he simulates a smoke bomb--he tosses it between them, as a cover, to see if he can try to get closer; mostly, he's testing to see if Callisto will take over the simulation, or roll with it.]
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Callisto will not take over the simulation. They believe in winning through their own efforts... Which means there is smoke here now! They're feeling around with the serrated lines slithering along the floor.
Watch your ankles, Luke. I hope they aren't bare. ]
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This is good to know, though. He's light on his feet, trying to get within a range that might make it more difficult or awkward for Callisto's tentawhips to catch him. If he can get close enough, he'll definitely aim a kick at Callisto--HOW TALL ARE THEY. WOULD IT MAKE SENSE TO AIM AT THE HEAD if not he'll go for their chest.]
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The bladed whips don't seem to have an awkward range. They move like extensions of themselves. THEY CAN KEEP GOING AT THIS... AND FORWARD TO THE SPAR ENDING. ]
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Once it's over, Luke will just sprawl on the floor, his feet planted on the ground and his arms out.]
I hope that's not the standard level of risk we'll be facing.
[He's certain he'd be fine, and maybe a few of the others, but definitely not the whole group.]
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[ To not get rusty. Callisto stays standing with a wide stance, wound up and everything. Maybe they need to learn how to relax?? ]
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...Does the ship itself have defenses?
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[ There is the smallest fear of the unknown. ]
Inside, there is a lockdown if abnormalities are found within the ship.
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[Since they seem SO ready to attacc]
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[ They do seem like they wish that was within their power. ]
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The vibes are "bold of you to trust that when your doors don't even work"]
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[ Overall, the vibe is that they're indifferent about it. Mildly annoyed, though. ]
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