Post Crab Rave Airfield Log | Open

[meadqueen]

WHO: Anyone at the airfield
WHAT: All raves must end eventually. Cleaning up hundreds of deceased crabs, repairs, weapons training etc
WHEN: Day 29 onward
WHERE: IX.T.9
WARNINGS: dead crabs, mild injury descriptions, discussion of war and violence
NOTES: Feel free to top level on here!

There is a lot going on at the airfield, with post-storm cleanup still ongoing and now crab-related destruction to repair. Exploration teams are coming and going, and there is often sparring or weapons training going on in the central square.

Comments

[sharktrash]

"Oh. Good." Well, that's that then. She's... probably fine.

"Are you fine moving around? I saw you're doing training of some sort."

Which he should totally be invited to for demonstrating some moves and being flipped into sand, obviously.

[meadqueen]

“Oh, yes. After everything that's been going on, a few of the younger people here approached me about weapons training, particularly with the spear.”

She gestures to some of the emergency spears lying nearby.

“It’s good practice for me as well, to get back into fighting form.”

[sharktrash]

"Glad to hear it's coming in hand," Squalo says, because of course he's not letting anybody forget his lumberjacking contributions. "And that you're well enough for it."

Not that he expected mere scratches to slow a Viking down, but even insignificant injuries could turn nasty quick in this environment. At least they hadn't run into any flesh eating bugs... yet.

"Well, let me know if ya need a volunteer for that!"

[meadqueen]

“Don't worry. If I took to my bed every time I got a scratch I'd never get anything done.” It's not even the worst injury she's had here, it's just annoying.

“If you don't mind getting knocked around a bit, I wouldn't mind an assistant to demonstrate some throws for the younger Levi.”

[sharktrash]

"Heh, fair enough." He sounds cheerful, mostly he knows exactly what it's like to maintain normal routine while banged up to hell and back.

"'Nd sure thing. Wait, the younger Levi? How many of those did we get?"

[meadqueen]

“Just two. Senku calls the elder one 'steampunk' but I'm not sure what that means.”

[sharktrash]

Squalo blinks blearily at that. He may or may not have picked up on some little guy being referred to as 'steampunk'. He's apparently the elder one? While being squirt-sized? Yeah, whatever.

"Anyway, 'lright. When does the class start? Just tryin' to see if I should deal with the crabs now or later."

[meadqueen]

If it helps, they're both small and look like they haven't slept in years.

“Let’s get these crabs out of the way, first. I'll come find you.”

we can wrap or timeskip to the throwing ig :')

[sharktrash]

That doesn't help at all! In fact that just makes things even more confusing! ...but at least you'll always get the right name, even if you can't tell which is which.

"Great," Squalo says and gives her a grin. "I'll see you later, then."