Aya Reinhart (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
uglybutterfly) wrote2014-07-16 06:52 pm
uglybutterfly) wrote2014-07-16 06:52 pm
AYA REINHART | ORANGE TEAM | CDC VOICE TEST POST
✖ OPTION A: THE DROP
Some guy is yelling into your ear via an earpiece, you're feeling sick and bruised from having been air-dropped, and you've fallen right in the middle of what looks like a great herd of very angry monsters. Either way, your only sign of good luck is that you're not alone.
✖ OPTION B: THE STAMPEDE
You're in your rover, camped in a very peaceful clearing, just trying to get some sleep after a grueling day of treading through mud. Suddenly it's thundering outside, despite the CDC reassuring you that raining is impossible on the planet. Then things start to rattle around, and now you're not the only one awake in the near dark. What's going on outside?
✖ OPTION C: THE SPIRES
It's supply drop time - the one time every cycle where food supplies are replenished, new clothes are handed out, and ammo is restocked. Problem, though: your team's batch of supplies landed on top of one of the very tall stone spires on the planet. How are you gonna get up there?
✖ OPTION D: THE RANDOM
For no logical or discernible reason, it's raining freshwater fish and soft meats. What?
✖ BONUS ROUND: CHAT ROULETTE
You've got a couple minutes before lights out, a two-hundred character limit, and unlimited texts to pretty much anyone with a user ID. To text or not to text?
Some guy is yelling into your ear via an earpiece, you're feeling sick and bruised from having been air-dropped, and you've fallen right in the middle of what looks like a great herd of very angry monsters. Either way, your only sign of good luck is that you're not alone.
✖ OPTION B: THE STAMPEDE
You're in your rover, camped in a very peaceful clearing, just trying to get some sleep after a grueling day of treading through mud. Suddenly it's thundering outside, despite the CDC reassuring you that raining is impossible on the planet. Then things start to rattle around, and now you're not the only one awake in the near dark. What's going on outside?
✖ OPTION C: THE SPIRES
It's supply drop time - the one time every cycle where food supplies are replenished, new clothes are handed out, and ammo is restocked. Problem, though: your team's batch of supplies landed on top of one of the very tall stone spires on the planet. How are you gonna get up there?
✖ OPTION D: THE RANDOM
For no logical or discernible reason, it's raining freshwater fish and soft meats. What?
✖ BONUS ROUND: CHAT ROULETTE
You've got a couple minutes before lights out, a two-hundred character limit, and unlimited texts to pretty much anyone with a user ID. To text or not to text?
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[Getting airborne is easy; landing is the hard part. As if to show off, she twirls a little on the next gust.
Margot watches the other girl with a fascinated grin, watching the strange looking ribbon hands. Whatever she's doing, it's a type of magic that she's not familiar with.]
What're all those things?
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[Aya can't help but sound a little incredulous. Magic was like...stuff in fairytales. It couldn't be a real thing, right? She frowns a little, pulling herself up a little more all Doctor-Octopus style - there's no neat twists and twirls here, lest she really wants to fall.]
They're...[She makes a sort of non-commital noise, because honestly, she hasn't thought of a cool name for them yet. Hands? Bandages? No, that sound so lame! Aya feels her cheeks reddening in embarrassment as she turns her head back towards the spire.]
Um. They're just...my ability. Part of it. Yeah.
[She is the best at this BLOW EVERYONE AWAY WITH YOUR COOL AND AMAZING PRESENCE thing.]
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[Margot doesn't mean that in a rude or sarcastic way, but it probably comes across as such. Her social skills are pretty poor and generally range from being a hell terror to an over competitive jerk.
Aya's explanation earns her an eyebrow raise. It's probably not a good thing that Margot isn't entirely paying attention to where she's going...]
Uh-huh. Your ability. That's it?
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[If she could, she'd just bury her head in her hands and just get away from this conversation. She isn't used to talking with random people, and she's certainly not used to talking about her powers. After all, back home, talking about that kind of stuff got you locked up forever. She makes a vague gesture, trying not to look at the other girl as she keeps going.]
It's complicated! It's just...I have them. T-they can do things. It's...still a little new, alright?
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Nothing comes out, however, as she smashes her head into an outcropping of rock. This is what not paying attention gets you -- concussions.
Aaaand down she goes.]
1/2
[And then gapes, when she sees the girl's body hurtling past her to the ground.]
[Aya is struck with momentary panic- she didn't see the collision, so what could've happened? Why was she falling? She didn't look conscious from the quick glimpse she had of her, oh god, what should she do...!?!]
2/2
H-hold on!
[She cries, before she jumps off the spire. Heights don't bother her. The prospect that she might fail does. Biting her lip in concentration as she falls towards the girl, her bandage hands whip out far ahead of her, trying to grasp the girl's body so that she can pull her to herself.]
Come on...come on!
[The wind blasting in her face makes it hard to look, but she tries to keep her eyes open as she maneuvers her hands around...and there we go! They wrap around the girl's body as they fall, and Aya pulls her up, hugging her around the midsection as to not let her go. If the girl isn't going to wake, then she'll have to act quickly so that they both won't be reduced to a pulp.]