thelegion | [video][mingle post] Show Me Your Moves: Redux

[ Grif is in one of Legion World's lounges. There's a space future pool table behind him, set up for a game. ]

Hey Legion, how's it going?

[ Wait. No. He holds up a hand. ]

Rhetorical question, don't answer that, it's not what I'm here for. What I'm here to talk to you about today is superpowers.

[ He's found his stride, and taken an almost public-service-announcement tone. ]

Do you have strange new abilities since coming to space? Were you just extra cool before the rest of us and nothing changed? Cause I definitely want to know what you guys got in the Time Trapper lottery and please make it look as awesome as possible.

[ He grins a little. Superpowers are the best. ]

For those of you who are new, which is most of who I'm talking to here? I'm Grif. Doubletime if you want to go all codename on me but... Grif. Really. Sometimes I look like this:

[ He scoops a space-age looking helmet painted bright orange off the floor, presumably, then drops it again with a thunk. It's armor, he's not gonna break it, right? ]

And me? I got this.

[ Grif disappears in an orange blur and suddenly, the pool table clears itself in a flurry of indistinct motion. He comes back down from super speed and casually leans the cue against it. ~~If anyone bothers to slow that down, it was an absolutely disgraceful display and he cheated at least six times.~~ Grif is super smug. ]

So yeah. I kind of got the best power already? Sorry.

[ Oh right, there was something else he wanted. ]

And everybody else? Uh. Anything new that's cool? ...Or just tell me how the last mission went for you. I got to go into the past and wrestle Batman and stuff. He's kind of a dick, honestly.

((( This is a free for all mingle post! Grif will reply to everyone who responds, but this also an invitation to threadjack. If you want to have a character jump into a thread somewhere with anyone else you are absolutely welcome and, in fact, encouraged. This is set after Gods Among Us / To Have And To Hold / The Other Mother and before Time Ripples, so it is slightly backdated to give characters a chance to meet the regular versions of each other before the nonsense begins.
If there's anything I can do to improve your dumb Grif-assisted minglepost experience, feel free to ping me at

zitasaurusrex.)))

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I typically equip with stun rounds on missions here. I always carry lethal with me - they have more punch than the stun. I have been looking into other options, but I am concerned about the potential wear and tear on my rifle.

I am rather protective of Widow's Kiss.

Sounds to me like you need a practice rifle, to rest the different ammunition.

You will find rifles - or any hard projectile guns - are not common here. Such artful weapons are lost on this century. [She gave a slight sigh.]

It would not matter anyway. My rifle is unique. I must narrow options down with theory first.

[ He may not have been as... attached to his weapons like she was, but he did at least understand being careful. Weapons were sort of like cars to him. The state of the car wasn't as important as his familiarity with it. ]

I did notice that. Most of what I've seen around here involves a lot of energy weaponry, which I'm only partially familiar with. [ By way of the Protoss. ]

How about this. Work some theories out, see what you think could work... and when you've got something, come talk to me. I'll see about helping you apply that theory to practice, and then we can go from there.

[ After all, he was very much interested in venue. Why not work together? ]

Oh? [She raised her eyebrows.] And to what do I owe this generous offer?

[He wasn't even Legion. People didn't offer to do things for her out of the kindness of their heart.]

It's something I'm interested in myself.

I can create timed psychic constructs, so if you can come up with some theories, I can create them for you and see how they work in practice. If they work, I'd like to try some of them myself. After all, if we're walking around with a bunch of antiques... might as well surprise people with something new.

Timed. [That was the keyword there.] As good as it would be to have a variety of ammunition, it does me no good if it does not exist when it is needed.

It seems there is very little in this for me, unless you think your company is worth it.

I am told I can be pretty charming, when I'm not a hard ass.

[ That was mostly a joke. Mostly. ]

Although I reckon you can see the benefit of being able to apply theory to practice without having to spend a dime. Especially if it lets you flesh out the design before you commit actual resources to it.

Perhaps. [Whether that was in regards to Raynor's charm or the conservation of resources was purposefully left ambiguous.] I will consider it.

That's all I ask.

[She made a noncommittal sound, opening a bottle of purple nail polish to begin painting the nails on one hand.]

Why have you chosen not to join the Legion?

I'm not big on joining organizations that I haven't seen in action first-hand. But I'm slowly coming around, don't you worry.

And did the Marine Corps you joined allow you to join them on a mission as a civilian, or were you the unfortunate type that was saved by them during a military conflict?

Neither. I enlisted straight out of high school.

[ Which should've been his first red flag right there. ]

That does not surprise me. I take it you learned your lesson.

Among other things.

[ Except he didn't quite learn anything then. No, the lesson came when the Sons of Korhal entered the picture. ]

How many years of service?

That depends on how you look at things. Although I can at least guarantee you a minimum of ten years of service.

I have many eyes and many ways to look at things.

Let's just say that I've fought in my fair share of wars without having to be part of the corps.

Now you are at least interesting.

[Another nail done.]

[ He actually chuckles at that. ]

That makes two of us.

Edited 2017-06-07 01:03 (UTC)

I have no idea what you are talking about; I am always interesting.

[A part of being mysterious.]

[ Yep, now we've moved on to actual laughter. ]

I reckon you might be putting words in my mouth there. I never said you weren't.

['Reckon'.]

You are American.

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