i want to live where soul meets body; (open log)

[overdraws]

CHARACTERS: Allison Argent and you!
LOCATION: Open starters at SEC HQ, the gardens, the kitchens, misc
WARNINGS: N/A (will update if necessary)
SUMMARY: an open log for most of march.
NOTES: Let me know if you want a specific starter for you, or leave one of your own! Feel free to interrupt the prompts at any time, too, they're not set in stone.


SEC HQ
[ She's a hard worker, this one. When she's on shift, if she's not out actively patrolling, she's here, doing her best to keep her own 'paper'work filed, and maybe working on some of the backlog, too. Edgeworth's desk is still piled up and it grows every day. It's the least she can do, right? Sometimes she's just here on break, leafing through a book she's found in the library (although most of it goes right over her head, considering it all references things she has no idea about) or she's watching an episode of All My Universes on her comm. Isadora is crazy, isn't she!? ]


Oxygen Gardens/9th floor Kitchens
[ Running helps her keep her mind clear. It was one of the things she did back home when she was having a rough time with things, and here it provides her with a strange sense of comfort. A forest is a forest, even if the terrain is completely different. She does her best to stick to the main paths while she jogs, trying not to get in the way of anyone working or otherwise out. When she's done, she heads to the kitchens for a bottle of water, sitting on the counter and drinking it with her eyes closed. She needs to go to the showers next, but the breather is nice. So she's savoring it. ]

Comments

sec hq

[righteously]

[ He's been waffling, putting it on and off and back on again for a couple weeks now, but Dean figures it's time he bit the bullet. All these emergencies the ship has, all the manpower they need to keep things under control, Dean knows he's got the talent and the experience to help the passengers in more ways than just engineering.

He figures it's time he went and volunteered at Sec. When crap goes down, he's got a gun in his hands and his ass in the halls anyway, might as well do it with some kinda official capacity. Be on the rosters or whatever, and get the priveledge of trust that comes along with the responsibility.

It just so happens Allygator's manning the front desk when he arrives, which he figures is a good thing. Hell of a lot easier to kickstart this thing with someone he knows than someone he doesn't, so he ambles up to her desk and taps on it absently with his fingertips. ]

Hey, kid. Think you could tell me a thing or two about getting recruited?

[overdraws]

[ She looks up at the sound of the door opening, and grins when she sees who it is, putting her comm down and pausing it. Can't miss a second of All My Universes, after all. She tries to affect a professional-kind-of-secretary pose, hands folded in front of her. ] Well. First you talk to Tyke. She runs you through the requirements and gets your qualifications. Careful, though, the training's hard.

[righteously]

[ His lips twitch up a little in amusement as she totally Secretaries it up like the best damn Jr. Office Rep anyone ever had. On a freaking space ship. Just goes to show you every hunter's day job is just about as mind boggling as it could possibly get.

Guess it helps a little that it's for the security department, but still.

An eyebrow lifts a little skeptically at that last part, though, because... seriously, how hard could the training possibly be? Unless they're throwing him through walls for six hours a day, he's pretty sure he can hack it. ]

What kinda training are we talkin' here?

[overdraws]

She'll check your firearm proficiency, as well as melee combat and physical fitness. She's pretty strict about people in SEC going to the gym, so she'll be on the look out for your gym regimen. She also expects basic first aid and will absolutely expect you to get training in that from someone in medical if you don't have it already. [ She grins a little. ]

If you're up for the challenge, she's the one you want to talk to. Otherwise I can just show you around HQ and make sure it's something you really want to do. [ Allison pauses, thinking for a moment. ] Honestly, it'd be nice to have the extra help. There aren't that many of us, and the ship is huge and we have so many people on it. A lot of us are working a lot of overtime.

[ Tyke's the person she has in mind when she says this, but Allison hasn't exactly been giving up shifts, herself. ]

SEC HQ 10 4 good buddy

[doggedly]

I've got a much better idea.

[--Than paperwork, he means. The paperwork that Allison is working at while Sirius, meanwhile--a contributor to that stack of paperwork, less of a contributor on the other end of actually processing the paperwork--Sirius is laid across the sofa.

Yes, there is a sofa, thanks Sirius' tireless petitioning all those months ago. It's more the size of a loveseat. Sometimes it might seem larger, as if extended, occasionally, by magic. Technically on duty but more network-watching than patrolling-the-hallways duty, Sirius rolls onto his side to watch Allison a little more directly. He's been watching her out of the corner of his eye this whole time, occasionally making conversation, or offering commentary--but enough's enough.]

Ask me what it is. Go on, ask!

roger that

[overdraws]

[ She's been answering him half heartedly, murmuring assent where needed and not really paying attention to him. Her focus is on the data pads and where the information on them belongs, and if she gave him the attention he wants, she wouldn't have any left for the actual work.

In fact, she's got half a mind to pretend like she didn't hear him this time, too, but she's also curious. So she sets the pad she's working on down and turns to face him, face skeptical. ] I'm afraid to.

[doggedly]

You're afraid.

[Tone incredulous, he raises his eyebrows at her.]

I don't believe it, there's no way. I dunno that you know fear. [Which is high Gryffindor praise, so: you're welcome.] Come on, guess!

also sec bc u love me

[punchings]

[ allison has been dealing with the backlog for...a while now, and while malia is glad beyond belief that she isn't involved with any of this stuff, she's also bored. allison was the first person she'd met here, she liked her, and she had sworn blind that she could be quiet and wait while allison finished up but...


it wasn't working out so well in practice, to put it lightly. ]

So how about now? [ she asks, sitting slouched over with her eyes level with the desk. she peers up at allison for a moment, eyebrows raised, then lightly flicks a balled up scrap of paper at the other girl. ] Come on, I just want to look around the ship a bit.

it tru

[overdraws]

[ Allison swallows a sigh and sets down the datapad. The ball barely missed her by an inch, but she gets the message anyway and turns to Malia. She could probably use a break, anyway? ] Alright. Where do you want to go first?

[ It's not like the stack is going anywhere. ]

:* :*

[punchings]

[ she doesn't even try to hide how pleased she is when allison sets down the datapad. truth be told she's felt a little lost since arriving on the ship, and even though allison is one of the few people from beacon hills that she hadn't really known prior to arriving here, the other girl did also kind of save her from mass exposition/loss of control on arrival. and for no reason other than because she could, as well, so malia likes allison quite a bit already. who knew it just took selfless acts that posed a real danger to oneself to win her over, huh? ]

Great! [ she's up on her feet pretty much instantly, flashing a grin at allison as her hands settle on her hips and she tips her head towards the door. ] Uh, well I've heard there's like a 'rec center' thing around somewhere? That could be interesting, right?

gardens

[consequence]

[Hayley goes to the gardens enough that her routine is almost boring. She runs, then finds a spot to leave her clothing, shifts to wolf and runs some more. She finds her clothing, shifts, and redresses. She passes the girl when she's in her wolf form, but doesn't really think much of it. She's redressing when she hears her stride catching up to her location and to avoid startling her -- she steps out from the shadows as she finishes putting her shirt on.]

I didn't want to spook you.

[overdraws]

[ Allison thinks a lot of it. So much, in fact, that she nearly stumbles when she's running when the wolf passes her and she has to stop for a second, scrubbing at her eyes because... is she seeing things? SHe just barely manages to catch the tail end of the wolf (no pun intended) and decides to follow. Because that's a good idea. It's likely someone's pet, but... but what if?

So when the girl pops out of the shadows, she is spooked, and she stumbles to a stop again after letting out a loud yelp. Her hand flies up to her mouth, and Allison takes a deep breath. ] Sorry, sorry. Um. [ She hesitates for a second, and then just decides to ask. ]

Did you see a wolf go by here? I'm starting to think I'm going crazy.

[consequence]

[Hayley eyes her for a moment, but she's not sure if she's trying to trick her or just honestly confused.]

What kind of wolf? [She tugs the bottom of her shirt down a bit more and glances back to where her boots are. She needs those.]

[immuno]

[ Now that she's done developing the mapping software with Fitz, Lydia's out of engineering a lot more. It gives her time for things like, for instance, showing up at SEC HQ to drop in on Allison with surprise lunch plans. She's got the food with her already, unapologetically interrupting her friend's All My Universes marathon by setting the bag on the table in front of her. ]

You're taking a break.

[overdraws]

Yes? [ She's kind of being a smart ass, here. She knows what Lydia means, but doesn't want to admit it. She's only allowing herself this tiny break because she has to know what Isobel is going to do to Sabrina's evil twin! She doesn't last long under Lydia's gaze, though, and Allison turns the comm's display off, reaching up to play with her hair. ] I haven't been working that much.

[ A pause. ] Have I?

[immuno]

I mean a real break, Allison. Not a space-Netflix at your desk break.

[ Which makes no judgment on the amount that Allison may or may not have been working. She pulls up a chair, getting comfortable. She has little room to talk about overworking, with how determined she's been about the mapping software. ]

Otherrrr

[troops]

[Allison had said that she'd show him how to use a gun. Cullen knows what they look like, and he's read up a little on the function of them, but he's still never fired one before. Tyke says he needs to learn before he can officially be a part of SEC, and so... here he is.]

Allison?

[Cullen tilts his head toward her as he meets her at the firing range, offering a slight smile.] Thank you for meeting me here.

[overdraws]

[ She's just inside, standing at the grun rack, holding onto one of them and examining it when he walks in. At the sound of her name, she looks up and smiles, raising a hand in a wave. ] It's no problem. I wasn't busy. You ready?

[troops]

I am.

[He's looking toward the guns curiously. At this point, he knows enough about them, but the idea of it is still a little intimidating.]

Where do we begin?

how about a running partner

[de_void]

[running doesn't exactly help keep stiles' mind clear, but then there's not really much of anything that stiles has managed to find that actually does. on the other hand if fake nogitsune and boogeyman kates are going to start popping up in the hallways next, stiles figures he should probably make sure his fitness is a bit more up to speed.

especially since he hasn't been to lacrosse practice in... wow. a really really long time.

which means he's kind of wheezing and awful and miserable as he tries to keep pace beside her because he might have been given long legs but he never exactly learned how to use them well and allison is scary fit besides. he almost trips half a dozen times, and it's only through the miracle of flailing limbs that he manages to keep to his feet each time.

BUT HE'S KEEPING UP WITH HER DAMNIT.]

[overdraws]

[ It's about the third or fourth time he stumbles that Allison slows down and stops, taking a few deep breaths of her own. He sounds terrible and Allison frankly feels a little sorry for him. She gives him a small smile as he stops next to her, and reaches up to stretch her arms out. ] Do you want to take a break?

[de_void]

What? [breathe breathe heave breathe oh god why. somehow he manages to muster up the strength to wave a hand dismissively between them and shake his head.] No way, I could go all day.

But, you know. If you wanted to take a break... [please take pity on him, allison.]

gardens!

[romancekiller]

[clarke ends up going to the gardens quite a bit more frequently these days mostly whenever she feels restless. the last couple of weeks with both finn and bellamy disappearing did a complete number on her emotions but she's coping as best as she can. being in the gardens helps a bit, it's relaxing and it reminds of her being back on earth despite the reality of the situation being stuck on this ship.

she is walking down the pathway while still keeping alert to her surrounding mostly out of habit when she crosses paths with allison who happens to be jogging to which she is quick to side step out of her way just in case] Hey— sorry if I was in your way at all. [clarke didn't know her name but she definitely recognizes her since she was one of the people who brigged both raven and finn just the other jump]

[overdraws]

[ Allison slows down as she approaches Clarke, and stops fully when the other girl speaks. She needs to catch her breath, anyway and now is as good a time as any.

Shaking her head, Allison smiles -- there's recognition there, even if Allison doesn't know her name. ] You were fine. It's not like I own the path. [ She moves to head on and then stops, tilting her head to the side. ]

You're friends with Raven Reyes, right? Is she doing alright?

[romancekiller]

[clarke was just trying to be polite by apologizing just in case even though she knew the other girl had a point. when allison slows down, coming to a stop near her, clarke just nods at the question] Oh, yeah. I'm friends with Raven— [her friendship with raven was still not the same as it was but they were talking now at least which was an improvement] She's doing okay, she's been keeping herself busy with engineering for the most part.