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W0 MONDAY

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samurai

WEAPONS

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[ They're going to wait to see if Baiken sends anything more. ]

Is there more?

[kabari]

[ there's brief delay ]

You have weapons?

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Not what you are thinking of. The ship is equipped with weaponry to clear debris and asteroids that may litter our path.

I am seeking crew to maintain and recalibrate a couple of them.

W1 THURSDAY

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[ well, baiken is not alone here in titan's call. thebe is also here tonight, but it looks like they are just sort of perched behind the bar on their own stool. there is a black cat just kind of draped around their shoulder, eyes closed and tail twitching a bit since they're there for the evening: ]

Can I get you anything?

[kabari]

Hard liquor.

[ IT ISNT CROWDED IN HERE HOORAY ]

[dropoffs]

Same.

[ hooray indeed. ]

Vodka? Whiskey? Plum sake? Name your taste.

W2 MONDAY

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[ There will be a ping for the combat room regarding their location, in which Europa will be found waiting. There's wisps of black smoke emanating from their body thanks to our lovely week effect with arms crossed. When Baiken enters, they address her with a nod, their helmet hanging up near them as well as a dark spear leaning beside it. Their metallic wings folded firmly against their back. ] Efficient in combat?

[kabari]

[ baiken strides in, not sure what to expect - well, no, she expected someone in a color-coded faceless suit. but you know what, it's fine. this doesn't change anything. her tiger tail flicks eagerly. ]

I'd like to think so.

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[ Europa is certainly still in uniform despite it, though a fabric of purple is tied around their waist. Either way, they take in her clear eagerness and nod with their expression still impassive. ] Because I will not hold back or go easy on you. So if you're prepared, we can start. [ Except this Mod would be happy to time skip a fight sequence because they underestimated how many of you people really were like LET'S FIGHT. ]

W2 THURSDAY

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[ welcome to titan's again? no problem. this time... it's a little different however. there's still some music playing in the jukebox, but instead of the helmeted thebe you get... an unhelmeted thebe? they are just kind of melted onto a couch with a beer in hand and cat in their lap. the cat purrs. thebe just looks up, cigarette dangling from their mouth. ] Fancy seeing you here again.

[kabari]

[ sittin' across. hey smoking/drinking buddy. ]

That rough?

W2 SATURDAY

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[ thebe will get that ping to go to the bar and will make their way there to see baiken. slowly, they slide into the seat beside her and knock gently on the bar in a rhythmic series of taps. down it goes, sliding down a canned beer. once. twice. thrice. four of them. ] Baiken. [ acknowledgement, then silence as she hunches, cracking open one.

[kabari]

[ fuckin' mood, buddy. ]

Thebe.

[ can't even call them 'pinky' because the atmosphere is too heavy. ]

I take it you don't know any more about the killing than the rest of us?

W3 CURFEW

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[ hi baiken i am mobile so no icons. thebe is here as usual for the jump, their helmet off as they drop some actual sleeping pillows onto the couches this time. a bottle of sake and two small cups are set up and the music is a vibe, placid piano for the time being, with occasional great swells.

as the doors give their final sigh to announce lockdown for the night, thebe gives pause, staring at them, before beginning to pour. ]

You still come here even though you know you aren't going to be alone. I'm starting to think you like my company.

[kabari]

[ baiken just kinda frowns at that comment, though it lacks the usual intensity. ]

You don't have to sleep here either, you know.

W4 MONDAY

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[ can't believe this is our pc post now. thebe is available for finding on the station, currently rocking their heels back and forth looking at a hot springs that advertises poolside liquor tasting. probably not the smartest combination but that seems like their big m.o. here. also i'm self indulgent so here is fit check. their hair is down in one long braid behind them. ] Okay, but this seems too good to pass up when I'm not footing the bill... what do you say?

[kabari]

Titan's Call starting to lose its luster?

[ baiken is still just wearing her kimono. although this is the fancy vegas planet, so nevermind she is wearing her red and black alternate one. hair is still a mess though. that's what you get using 13-in-1 / bare minimum to keep clean. ]

...Fresh air might do you some good.

W4 THURSDAY

[va11halla]

[ date night! wow! thebe just came here after a stint in the medbay so when the doors just SLAM SHUT and the alert goes wonky, their head jerks up. the warbling cry of the alarm has thebe just accidentally spilling some of their beer over their knuckles. ]

What the fuck...

[kabari]

...That doesn't sound good.

[ definitely on edge but like. what the fuck. how do you even react to that?

actually you know what. even though baiken is sitting, she immediately reaches for her katana out of habit, though it's sitting beside her so. she doesn't draw it. ]

W4 SATURDAY

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[ we're here. at the bar. the bar that we love. thebe is looking pretty good actually, a little less pale than at curfew, but obviously... pretty fucking bummed about what went down today from the reports and working the backend of things. they already seem to have baiken's favorite set out for her, and are just nursing a beer, with a couple of cans already demolished to the side.

son is just waiting in baiken's seat at the bar, tail swishing.

wearily: ]

Another week down...

[kabari]

Almost. There's still tomorrow.

[ thanks baiken. son gets to sits for a moment longer, because baiken is looming over thebe to the best of her 5'4 ability. ]

Let me see your hands.

[ holding her one out. she just wants to look at those contact burns :/ ]

W5 MONDAY

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[ it's late monday and thebe is just finishing up with her work, so she can be found with her hair up in a high bun and freshly cleaned! she's holding a bundle of oil-stained clothing, though it seems what she's wearing now is drenched in some familiar rusty grease that's been crawling all over others, specifically down her back and climbing along her ribs. she'll find baiken on her way down the hall, maybe to the bar again bc where else would she be going after a long hard day? a cigarette is sticking out of her mouth, already lit. ] Hey, you.

[kabari]

[ yeah. this is exactly why she wanted to find her - monday just ended up being way more than she bargained for, what with the almost dolphin murder and depression curse and the rust bleeding.

she approaches with some urgency, but still that familiar swagger. ]

Just as expected.

[ she knows better than to touch, so she does not. for all her rowdiness, baiken's face really is the worst off, though her kimono sleeve is starting to get grungy. ]

Were you getting on well today?

W5 THURSDAY

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[ welcome to the bar again, our usual date night spot. there's a kurosawa film being holo-projected onto a blank wall (it's seven samurai), and thebe is just sat on a stool stirring a drink and bounding their leg. when the alert comes, there's just a very mild JUMP from her before she just kind of goes back to staring off into space. ] Another long night... I'm kind of glad it's been just us these past few weeks. [ it like. lets your brain have some peace in comparison to having 5-10 clamoring people. ]

[kabari]

Why do you think I keep coming back?

[ yeah, the groups are really not her favorite, though this has been well-established at this point.

baiken, unbalded, is half watching half vibing. her eyepatch is gone due to the rust being problematic and a nuisance, but otherwise... same ol' baiken. ]