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acatalepsy_logs2018-07-27 05:12 pm
dadandgone) wrote in acatalepsy_logs2018-07-27 05:12 pm
[closed] Maes' Special Day
Who: Maes Hughes & Shiro (LATER) Maes Hughes & Alphonse Elric
Where: Race track (LATER) library
When:super backdated A day or so after Maes asked for help and before the tunnels are discovered.
Rating PG? Will change as needed
What:Maes Hughes asked for help and he got it. This is a catchall for his day where he spent the morning on the race track with Shiro (to supposedly take a break) and then finished his afternoon at the library among too many books with Alphonse.
A Day at the Races - w/ Shiro
If you had told someone back home that Maes Hughes was working too hard, they probably would have laughed at you. Maes Hughes had perfected the art of taking it easy, or at the very least, making what he did look easy. However, there was less a need to put up appearances here and Maes Hughes was the kind of guy who kept digging until he found the answers he was looking for. One might even argue it had led him to dig his own grave, but he tried not to let his thoughts wander into the morbid. It was easy to spiral and the whole point of leaving the library at this juncture was to avoid just that. No spiraling. No overworking. No overthinking things. A break. He needed to take a break and let all of the information he'd been reading for (Good Lord was it really days now?) so long sink in.
This also seemed like an ample time to investigate more of this world he'd found himself in, but he was trying to let his mind take a break. It wasn't going to be easy given that the race track was FILLED with more curious sights. He thought he'd taken in the city as a whole, but he hadn't really seen the need to check this place out. That had clearly been a mistake as there was so much different about, well, everything to this part of Struxta. But, Maes is focused on his current mission which is finding out where the heck Keith and Shiro have been spending their time. At least it's pretty easy to get that information since Shiro has some pretty distinct characteristics and Maes has their location pretty quickly. Still, even if Shiro invited him it feels rude to just barge in. Maes, instead, chooses to knock.
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(LATER) An Evening at the Library - w/ Alphonse
Maes is more or less refreshed when he returns to the library. While it's true that his time at the race track has given him something to think about, it was a different kind of investigation. No books were involved and he'd given his eyes (and his brain) a much needed break. He feels like he can get back to the work he had started with and this time not only will he be refreshed by he'll have a fresh pair of eyes as well. Inviting Alphonse to help him with research had seemed like the perfect idea at the time, although now as Maes makes his way back to the area he'd more or less settled on as his own work space he realized he hadn't exactly worked with Alphonse before on a project like this. It wasn't that he doubted Alphonse's ability, it was more that he wasn't sure how awkward this might get between the two of them. Sure, they'd interacted a little since the initial arrival at the Circle, but Maes found it a lot less stressful to interact with the Circle members who DIDN'T see him as a man back from the dead.
Of course you worry about this now. Come on Maes, you're here to work. You just need to stay focused on that.
He sighs as he steps up to the desk that has turned into a mini-fort made of books and printed stacks of paper. "I think it got bigger while I was gone," he mutters.
Where: Race track (LATER) library
When:
Rating PG? Will change as needed
What:Maes Hughes asked for help and he got it. This is a catchall for his day where he spent the morning on the race track with Shiro (to supposedly take a break) and then finished his afternoon at the library among too many books with Alphonse.
A Day at the Races - w/ Shiro
If you had told someone back home that Maes Hughes was working too hard, they probably would have laughed at you. Maes Hughes had perfected the art of taking it easy, or at the very least, making what he did look easy. However, there was less a need to put up appearances here and Maes Hughes was the kind of guy who kept digging until he found the answers he was looking for. One might even argue it had led him to dig his own grave, but he tried not to let his thoughts wander into the morbid. It was easy to spiral and the whole point of leaving the library at this juncture was to avoid just that. No spiraling. No overworking. No overthinking things. A break. He needed to take a break and let all of the information he'd been reading for (Good Lord was it really days now?) so long sink in.
This also seemed like an ample time to investigate more of this world he'd found himself in, but he was trying to let his mind take a break. It wasn't going to be easy given that the race track was FILLED with more curious sights. He thought he'd taken in the city as a whole, but he hadn't really seen the need to check this place out. That had clearly been a mistake as there was so much different about, well, everything to this part of Struxta. But, Maes is focused on his current mission which is finding out where the heck Keith and Shiro have been spending their time. At least it's pretty easy to get that information since Shiro has some pretty distinct characteristics and Maes has their location pretty quickly. Still, even if Shiro invited him it feels rude to just barge in. Maes, instead, chooses to knock.
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(LATER) An Evening at the Library - w/ Alphonse
Maes is more or less refreshed when he returns to the library. While it's true that his time at the race track has given him something to think about, it was a different kind of investigation. No books were involved and he'd given his eyes (and his brain) a much needed break. He feels like he can get back to the work he had started with and this time not only will he be refreshed by he'll have a fresh pair of eyes as well. Inviting Alphonse to help him with research had seemed like the perfect idea at the time, although now as Maes makes his way back to the area he'd more or less settled on as his own work space he realized he hadn't exactly worked with Alphonse before on a project like this. It wasn't that he doubted Alphonse's ability, it was more that he wasn't sure how awkward this might get between the two of them. Sure, they'd interacted a little since the initial arrival at the Circle, but Maes found it a lot less stressful to interact with the Circle members who DIDN'T see him as a man back from the dead.
Of course you worry about this now. Come on Maes, you're here to work. You just need to stay focused on that.
He sighs as he steps up to the desk that has turned into a mini-fort made of books and printed stacks of paper. "I think it got bigger while I was gone," he mutters.
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'Yeah, but at least I'm not as massive as a dragon. I wouldn't even fit in there!' He rolls back onto his paws and stretches. It feels weird just like it always does. There's no sense of strain only his joints sliding smoothly forward and back, as he resettles to standing still.
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"Have you encountered dragons before? That seems like an oddly specific off-handed comment to make," Maes replies.
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'Anyway, Geir always had to have special accommodations. He was big as a building.' Shiro stretches his leg further out and there, exposed to the light is his leg thruster.
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"How did that work out? This world obviously is used to mechanical beings of various sizes, but what did you do on worlds that maybe weren't used to dragons?" He wonders if they had to try and hide. Of course, this world had accepted the organic beings despite not being familiar to them so perhaps it wasn't as big a deal. Or maybe part of the world hopping process was picking places that had open minds about such things?
By now he's completely circled Shiro in his thoughts, returning to the lion's face. Knowing that this is a person, it feels rude to have a conversation while circling him over and over.
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He releases it, and sits up, pulling his arms back and stretching his shoulders. Going from sensations based on machine senses to flesh and blood is always a trip. "My magic has some side effects. Longer I'm the Lion the more...out of body I feel when I return to myself."
Shiro cracks his knuckles and folds his legs under him. "Actually, since you brought up your magic. ...have you noticed any side effects to it? Anything at all." He pauses, smile dawning and adds with a trace of amusement. "Other than seeing how fast everyone's reflexes are."
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And speaking of teleporting, apparently it's his turn to share now. Which, he might as well. He'd been practicing with it as of late. He wanted to be prepared to use it at the drop of a hat, should the need arise. "Mostly I've just noticed its limitations, not so much a side effect. I can hit about a five mile radius from where I'm standing, so if I want to go further I have to make several 'jumps'. I haven't really been pushing it to see if using it too often will be tiring like physical jumping would, but I suppose that would be the next step in testing it," Maes admits. While he's always insisted on normalcy in his life, it's hard not to let the curious side of him take charge and find out everything he can about this ability. He knows it has a variety of uses besides just getting from point A to point B, but first he needs to figure out what he can and cannot do.
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"If you haven't tested it yet, that could be added to the stress test. And if there's anything I can do to help you with it just say the word." Even if that help could be a possible race.
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Maes reaches into a back pocket and pulls out, of all things, a notepad. He's not used to this hightech stuff, so he's made sure to keep a pencil and pad of paper on hand at all times just as he had back home. He jots down some of Shiro's suggestions, nodding to himself. "That's a good idea. Might serve as a nice mental break from research in the library if nothing else," he looks up, "Any other ideas or suggestions you have in mind?"
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He stares at the floor of the garage and looks at the problem again. Shapeshifter and Fighter pilot experience strangely hand in hand. He can math it all out without even slowing down. Hughes looks like a capable man but he has no idea his combat ability. All the same, he can suggest one thing. "Put yourself on a self-imposed delay for each teleport. Even if you could immediately teleport after the first...the human body has limits. That delay should always be there to calculate around. It gives you time to cope between teleports and a chance to see what's going on around you enough to strategize your next move. I'd say...2-3 seconds? What do you think?"
He looks up at him to gauge his reaction and watch what he's doing.
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He nods, "That sounds really well thought out. I'll put it to the test...though probably wait until we get to return to the Temple. It's...well we're supposed to be on the job here. Doesn't seem like the time to be doing such extensive testing."
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"...we haven't run into it as the Circle yet but, be careful of nullifying areas." He couldn't imagine how messy or painful being ripped out of a teleport would be. Being unable to shift wasn't bad. Being knocked out of it? Hurt like a bitch. "It doesn't seem like we'll see that here. But you never know. They're being very precise about erasing talk of their creators and flesh and blood people."
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Although, what really gets his attention is the mention of "nullifying areas." Maes looks up, adjusting his glasses. "What is a nullifying area? Are those common?"