[OPEN POST]

[lt_blade]

Who: Sonya Blade and Open
What:  Job hunting and wandering
When: day 355
Where: Anywhere near the Citadel
Rating: PG




Several weeks in this place, Sonya knew she needed to find a jib. As much as she didn't care to get settled in this place, she needed to be practical. It was mentioned in the Network that there was a training school, a place to teach combat. So far it seemed to hit both birds: a place to earn a living as well as keep sharp on her own skills-she hoped anyway. She wasn't in the city when the Gentlemen attacked, but it set the reality that she needed to be at the top of her game-if not for her sake than others.

Her gear for the day were clean and pressed BDUs, neat , but comfortable and roomy enough incase she needed to give a demonstration. Her military dog tags were around her neck and hair hair pinned at the base of her neck.

Since she was here, she might as well get the chance to explore the area as well.
 

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[silverkhaleesi]

[Dany is hanging around the Citadel today, intending to find someone who can tell her where to get her own gun. And where she can practice. When she sees Sonya she does a slight a bow.]

Good afternoon, Sonya.

[pratentious]

Arthur spends most of his days at the Citadel, from near enough to sunrise until long after it's gone dark. It is the staple of his life in Asgard; not only does it provide his means for giving his family and friends a roof to share, but it gives him a chance to help others, to help build up the city, and it is in many ways his closest reminder of home.

He is no longer Prince nor King in Asgard. He has no throne and this is not his kingdom to rule.

But the Citadel is his creation, his design. Here, he can guide people forward in the same manner he might've in Camelot. They work together to find their strengths, for themselves and for each other, and there can be no greater accomplishment in Arthur's eyes. It is his pride and it is his home, and so it is that he opens the doors to invite the people of the city in.

Sonya is a new face, which is not hardly surprising to Arthur when he has been here for nearly two Asgardian years and nearing a full Earth year. He has seen people come and go like the days, but he thinks he recognises her from somewhere about. He belts his sword and wipes a rag across his neck and face before tossing it into a pile on the floor ( he'll make Merlin do laundry later ) and making his way over to her.

"Lo, there. Can I help you with anything?" His simple tunic and trousers are already a bit dirty from his earlier classes and training, every bit the medieval man in his element, but his smile is easy and polite.

[lt_blade]

[Sonya's a little surprised to see Danaerys around here, but then it was a free city-sort of-so who was she to figure where she could or couldn't go.]

She returns the bow.] Afternoon, are you taking classes here or just looking around?

[lt_blade]

The clothing is different, but thankfully she's been in the city to see that there are people from other times here. Still, both this and the over all design of the place is far from what she's used to, and she's trained in gyms that were little more than glorified basements. Still, the place is highly equipped with weaponry and that has to stand for something.

"You could." She took a few steps forward. "I've been looking for a job in the city and was told that this place is for teaching different forms of combat. My name's Sonya Blade, I'm an army officer back home and have been trained to fight for the past ten years."

Unfortunately, she didn't have a resume with her. Even in the strange room she was given, the place didn't see the need to give her one.

[silverkhaleesi]

I am looking around. I am afraid I have not continued my gun-use training. I still need to procure one for myself.

[lt_blade]

[She wasn't sure what surprised her more, that there were gunsmiths here, or that Dany herself was training in fire arms. She supposed it would've been the former: most of what she'd seen in this place suggested more meelee style of combat.] I didn't even know they sold guns here.

I heard about the citadel from communications. Figured it's as good a place as any to land a job.

[silverkhaleesi]

[Well, she has no idea if there are gunsmiths, but she certainly feels the need to train in use of weapons.] I am not sure myself. But the lady who showed me had one.

I see, you have experience in combat, after all.

[lt_blade]

Then it'd be a good idea to search for a place to buy one. Only way to really learn how to use a weapon is to keep using it. [Muscle memory and all that.]

[She gave a small nod, still looking around.] Ten years of it, plus two years training for it. Mostly hand-to-hand, explosives, and fire arms, but I made sure to learn about other forms of weaponry as well-stick fighting, knives. A rifle is a soldier's best friend, but even that might jam or run out of ammo.

I may look for one myself. Having a side arm and extra clips couldn't hurt in this place.

[silverkhaleesi]

Yes, I agree with you on that. But I do not know if it would be a good idea to just send a message on the network asking if anyone knows where to get one. [Would it?]

Then I am sure you would make a good addition to the Citadel. Maybe you could contact King Arthur Pendragon. I believe he is the one who takes care of things there.

[pratentious]

All for the best, rather. He'd be perplexed more than anything were she to hand him a resume; their merit of a man ( or woman ) is largely weighed by word of mouth. If one can't speak the truth of themselves and be taken for their word, Arthur hasn't the time for them.

But Sonya presents herself with composure and all due severity. Arthur gives her a brief once over out of habit, sizing her up and measuring her words against her posture, then offers her his hand.

"Arthur Pendragon. These are my establishments, and we are always glad to welcome more through our gates. Tell me, Sonya Blade, what is it that you would call your area of expertise?"

[lt_blade]

She takes his hand and gives it a firm shake: her own still bearing callouses from firearms and training. The once over is returned with one of her own. His age was hard to tell, but then she's known people that looked centuries younger than they really were so she couldn't really base opinions on that.

On the other hand, the place he was running looked up to par: not fancy, but organized and utilitarian. If she tried, it almost reminded her of some of the plainer gyms she's trained in while on base.

His next question had her thinking, not because she wasn't sure of an answer, but because it took a moment to narrow it down. She'd been trained in many styles of combat, but even she knew she couldn't call herself an expert in all of them.

"Fire arms and mixed martial arts for the most part." She didn't see the point in just sticking with one style: it wasn't practical. "I'm also an expert in knife and stick fighting."

[lt_blade]

[Sonya took a look at her bracelet a moment. There was no way to really filter messages unless one had a specific name or two, and they really had no idea on the demographic of people here.] No, it wouldn't. There's always atleast a few people that we really don't need having control over a gun.

[She tried not to think of either Kano or Shang Tsung arriving on this place. No matter how funny it would be to see Tsung rendered powerless, she knew the sorcerer well enough to still consider him a deadly enemy.]

[She frowned when he mentioned the name-the name ringing a bell, but even after what she's seen, she's not sure she could jump to conclusions. I've been told of the man's name, just not that he was a king back home.

[silverkhaleesi]

Yes... It is what I think... [She sighs.]

Oh, true... I believe he does not present himself as a King in this world... But he organizes the Citadel.

[lt_blade]

Wouldn't see a point in that. No point being a king if there's no kingdom to rule, just like I don't go around telling people I'm an army officer. This isn't my country and I've no platoon or anything to look out for. [No sense pulling rank when there was no sense of comparison.]

What about you? You said you were getting lessons to shoot-how're they going?

[silverkhaleesi]

[Touché for Dany.] But being here does not stop us from being who we truly are. Maybe your platoon is not here, but you are still an army officer.

I learned how to throw knives... About the guns, I just got to see how it was done. Kara said I was not yet ready.

[lt_blade]

[That earned her a smirk, not mocking but one who may or may've not landed a point.] I meant to say there's no point in pulling rank or expecting special treatment. I've known plenty of officers-I've served under plenty of officers-who may've had the rank but sure as hell didn't behave as such.

[The only upside of the latter was that it helped in her superiors decision to elect her for OCS.]

Both are good skills to hone in on. I'm a fan of fire arms as much as the next soldier, but if you run out of ammo then it's good to have back up. I could help you with actual shooting if you feel you're ready. Of course, that still leaves finding a place to get one.

[silverkhaleesi]

[She sighs a bit sadly.] Yes, I suppose you are right... Unfortunately... But there is not much we can do about it.

Thank you, Sonya. I would have to procure myself a gun first.

[lt_blade]

[Her expression became steady.] No, but then there's nothing they can do either. Anyone who tries to pull rank like that have no basis for authority and any threats they try can be reported to law enforcement.

[Or whatever passed for that here.]

She looked around, thinking. You need any help? Not all fire arms are made the same or have the same firing power and it is confusing at first glance.

[silverkhaleesi]

True... But well, Arthur does not usually present himself as a King. I call him that out of tradition and respect.

[Dany has no idea if there is anything like that.]

I would likely get the simplest one there is, for now.

[lt_blade]

[Alright, Sonya couldn't help but laugh at that.] King Author does roll off the tongue, and I suppose some ranks and titles do just pop up out of habit.

[She nodded.] It's also a matter of finding one that weighs comfortably in your hand-too light and the recoil will be too strong, too heavy and it'll be harder on your wrist after each shot.

[True, she would eventually get used to the weight, but there was no sense in running before she could walk as the saying went.]

[silverkhaleesi]

Indeed, and Arthur... Well, I could be wrong, but I get this... feeling that he is a honorable King and worthy of the title.

Suddenly everything about guns seems more complicated... Maybe I should try a simpler weapon...

[lt_blade]

I usually believe in gut instincts. [Granted, they didn't always serve her well, but she's still alive thanks to them, so that had to go for something.]

They're only complicated because you're still learning them. It's why I'm offering to help in the first place-makes it easier to narrow down to what you want. Also, I'd feel better owning a side arm for myself as well. [It probably won't do her much good against any gods, but she liked the thought of having one and not needing it as opposed to the opposite.]

[silverkhaleesi]

[Good, Dany is totally a believer in that.] When you get a bad feeling, it is usually wise to listen to it.

[Dany considers this for a moment.] Thank you, that is a kind offer from your part. I must admit I have seen the efficiency of guns. However, I wonder if I shouldn't consider a weapon such a a bow. It would require accuracy as well, but the arrows can be recovered after the battle...

[lt_blade]

It's kept me alive for this long. [Even if it didn't always win her friends.]

[She thought a moment, looking around as she considered. That's true, but a gun is easier to conceal and if someone tried to take you in at close quarters then you're screwed. [This is mostly her thinking outloud, as evident by the fact that she's only partially looking at Dany.] What about knife fighting-you said you were learning to throw knives-this would just be the next step. It involves accuracy as well and you'll be able to recover them like arrows. If you were to find a bowie knife, it'll serve well for fighting and throwing.

[She looked up at her then. Weapons and especially knives was something of speciality for her.]

[silverkhaleesi]

[She nods in understanding.]

Yes, you are right about that... [She considers this for a moment.] This is an idea...