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CALLSIGNTRIXX / CAMERON MACCLOUD. piloted by missa. 21+, she / her. pst-7. using beta editor.
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A STUDY IN : wanting to make the world a better place but not knowing where to start. lines of code flashing across a screen. feeling underqualified for the position you find yourself in. being the little sister of your friend group. pushing yourself to new limits.
"Kazoo's embarassin' himself, now? Here I was, thinkin' that was my job on the team."
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well, that's a heck of an overreaction for agreeing with her.
qrow holds his hands out in surrender, even though his face looks a little irrittated "...oooo-kay."
not this hill. not today. not worth it.
Did she overreact? Yes. Is she embarrassed about that fact? A little.
Is she going to admit that? Fuck no.
"I dinnae want t'be thinkin' 'bout how playin' games is s'pposed t' be like havin' sex! Yer gonna get all inside m' head an' now I ain't gonna be able to play them without thinkin' 'bout that and--" The rest tapers off into a sharp huff, her words not really coming out in the way she wants them to.
"yeah, actually, i'm with th' little lady. fightin' and fuckin' feel pretty much th' same after, if y'do 'em right."
he's assuming the fighting games Cammie's talking about are those fancy projection ones that get the body involved...
Cue the panicked sputtering, hands flying up over her ears in a rather childish display of disgust. "That is not even REMOTELY what I was sayin', ye daft pervert!"
“WELL, when you’re busy saving the world, it can be fun to let off a little steam.” But he clearly didn’t deny her statement.
"I let off steam," leaves a bit more defensively than perhaps was necessary. Lips pouting as she huffs, "I play fightin' games. Practically th' same thing."
“All I did was make a statement.”
"I wan' tae be a bottom ain't exactly an innocent remark, y'ken."
"Horny bastards, th' lot a' you."
Oscar was still getting used to the fact that, even though he'd certainly never been to Atlas before, he seemed to know his way around fairly well. Most of the time, he didn't have to ask anyone where he was supposed to go; he just….knew the way. Of course, that didn't mean he never got lost, but before…, he knew he definitely would have.
Everyone had been offered weapons upgrades…, but he didn't think that applied to him. He was….very protective of Long Memory, and he didn't much like letting it out of his sight these days.
Still, he wanted to thank Doctor Polendina himself and let him know that he didn't need to work on anything for him. But when he got to where he'd been directed, he didn't see the man anywhere in sight.
"Excuse me," he said to the young woman working, "I was supposed to drop by to discuss weapons upgrades?" Despite his confidence that he'd followed the right path to get to where he should be, he was beginning to doubt he was actually in the right place.
Huh? Cameron's attention pulls away from the screens, blinking a bit to clear away the haze to see the boy standing in the doorway of the labs. He was young, he barely looked as if he was old enough to actually be enrolled in Atlas -- but his question seems to jumpstart her brain, and she snaps her fingers.
That's right. There was one of the kids who hadn't been at Beacon, who she didn't have much footage of, nothing really to work off of. The General had been a bit secretive about who this kid even was; if Polendina knew, he was keeping it to himself.
"Oscar, right?" A couple of quick hand motions send the screens back to the walls, where the projections continue to run short video loops: their brief fight upon their arrival in Mantle. RWBY and JNPR's Vytal tournament fights. The few shaky bits of footage that could be retrieved from the AK's at the Fall of Beacon. Hopping up from her chair, she shoots the boy a bright smile, "If yer lookin' fer Pietro, he stepped out fer lunch with Penny. Should be back in... twenty minutes or so?"
Still... she moves her hands again, and as if she pulled the screen back off the wall, she pulls up the one clip she had of Oscar fighting down in Mantle. "General said yer pretty... particular 'bout yer weapon. Figured you'd want someone you trusted workin' on it, so... seein' as we've just met, guess that ain't me."
There wasn't an ounce of irritation in her expression; she understood how protective Huntsmen could be about their weapons. She's maybe just a hair disappointed that she won't get to play with it. "What's she called?"
Leon isn't nearly as tech savvy as Cammie, but even he can recognize just how impressive what she's working on is. She had some good ideas for personalizing each holon, and he knows just how important being comfortable in your skin can be, even if that skin happens to be a four-story tall machine that you were piloting with your mind. If he needed to go to bat for the team with Colonel Marin, he would…, but he'd wait until Migas and Cammie were ready with their designs.
The three of them (Chase, Migas, and Leon) had always been pretty close friends, even Jodie, when he wasn't being a prick, so it didn't surprise him to hear that Garza was the one who had had the idea to cook something special up for Chase. They'd all been …. shocked doesn't feel like a strong enough word, but they hadn't been able to believe it when they'd discovered that Chase was alive…, and it made sense that Migas wanted to make him feel more at home again.
He shifts his attention back to Cammie herself when she speaks, watching as she focuses on her designs rather than looking at him. Her question doesn't exactly surprise him, and it's something he's been thinking about ever since Dr. Weller had mentioned in front of the others, and it had been the first time he'd heard about it too.
"I….," he started, then stopped, letting out a little sigh. Truth be told…., he thought a lot of things about the fact that he was gen:LOCK compatible but too old to actually be useful.
Leon crosses his arms over his chest, doing his best to appear more nonchalant than he actually is. "Not much I can do about it now," is what he says. Did part of him wish he could be out there in one of the holons instead of his Strider? He'd be lying if he said no…, but it wouldn't change anything. He just had to make sure that the team was ready for anything that came after them…, and that was what he was gonna do.
Cammie's hands slow in their movements to watch through the projected screen at Leon, as he seems to be taking a moment to try and best figure out how to answer. Honestly, that's sign enough that he's not going to give her an actual answer, not a real one.
Sure enough, he gives her the good soldier response, and she can't quite help the roll of her eyes.
"Ain't really much've an answer, y'ken." A loose gesture of her hands closes the screens, now watching Leon a bit more closely than she maybe had been before. The serious expression on her face only lasts a moment longer, before awkwardness seeps back in and she turns her gaze away with a bit of a huff. "I dinnae ask if ye could do anythin' 'bout it. Just asked if ye thought 'bout it."
She'd trade their places, if she could. There isn't a doubt in her mind that if Leon was operating her Holon, then things would have been moving way faster: he had better balance, already had experience in operating massive pieces of war tech, and could actually aim without auto-assist. The team would've been better off with someone like him.
( the team would've been better off with anyone but her )
Again, she opens the screen, swiping through her designs before pulling up the one she'd been playing around with for Valentina, beginning to tweak some things. She always thought better when she could multitask. "Jus' can't believe that of all the minds in th' Polity, you guys were unlucky enuff t'get stuck with someone who can't even fire straight."
"Oh, well, nice to meet you, Cammie." She was certainly something. He guessed it made sense that Atlas had had people watching the fights to see how Penny was doing, even if one of the team had gotten a little distracted.
"Oh, you helped out Pietro?" Jaune asked, perking up. "Thanks, yeah, those upgrades were just what we needed! Do you do a lot of that sort of thing here?"
"What, weapons upgrades? Psh, I wish. Don't get me wrong, 's part'a my job, fer sure, but I don't usually get t' work on anythin' as cool as yer guys's weapons. Most've the time it's... maintenance on the Ace-Ops, tryin' t'make boring guns shoot boring ammo slightly better."
Cammie loved her job, but the routine of it all could get boring. That was part of why she preferred working with Huntsmen -- real Huntsmen, not just soldiers.
"My official title is R&D and DigiSec, mostly workin' on tryin' t'make the AK's less hackable after... everythin' that went down in Beacon." Her pleasant expression drops briefly, hands fidgeting before moving to push her hair back behind her ear. "...You guys were there. Y'know how bad it was, havin' all those stupid robots turn against us. The AK team, we did everythin' we could remotely, but... seemed like nothin' we did was workin'. Whoever hacked up knew the programs better than we did."
She's staring. No, she's looking respectfully... more or less.
She has work to be doing, sure, but this was a hundred times more interesting than staring at walls of code for six hours or trying to figure out how to make guns shootier or swords stabbier. No, these kids had way more interesting weapons, and it seemed their chaperone was no different. Waiting for Clover to let up on the old man and their training session, she made sure that large pointy scythes were tucked away before popping out from where she'd been watching.
"I finally figured it out! Where I saw you from -- yer the jackass that made the fuckin'--" there's a pause at the curse, glancing in Clover's direction before rolling her eyes. "--the effin' 200's look like a joke at Beacon. Tore their head clean off!"
Should she thank him? She should thank him. Schnee be damned, she can kick her ass later.
"Yer the one who finally got them t'listen t'me 'bout their shitty neck joints."
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🧸 — Various sentence starters from the reaction images and memes saved on my phone. Some fluffy, some angsty, some just downright silly. Some have been altered for readability. Feel free to customize to your needs! Trigger warning for language and violence.
“ [name], come pick me up, I'm scared. ”
“ Thanks for listening to me complain. ”
“ Let me relax, I will exist later. ”
“ I took a nap. ”
“ Mine heart borked. ”
“ I was sad, but I'm okay now. ”
“ I'm going to McDonald's, do you want anything? ”
“ Did you do the homework? ”
“ So far, I think that I am more punk than anyone else I have met in my life. ”
“ You may do one bad thing today. ”
“ What the fuck is [thing]? ”
“ I have questions. ”
“ You don't have a day off? ”
“ Personally, I'm a little more interested in his ass. ”
“ What do you mean you're being murdered? ”
“ That's illegal, people can't do that. ”
“ I like to make very grown up choices. ”
“ Holy fuck, I think about you a lot. ”
“ Complaining loudly completes me. ”
“ The outburst I had at [place] is not reflective of who I am. ”
“ Wack! ”
“ I hope we're having [food]. ”
“ So what do we do now? ”
“ I know a guy. ”
“ What if we kissed and held hands? ”
“ I'm tired of your demands. ”
“ Fuck yeah! ”
“ Chill out dude, you're making a scene. ”
“ Thank you for always being there for me. ”
“ Back by unpopular demand… ME! ”
“ Listen. ”
“ I may be stupid. ”
“ I miss you so much. ”
“ Have a great day! ”
“ I'll kill you. ”
“ I think the fuck not. ”
“ Here, for you. ”
“ I didn't ask. ”
“ Everything will be okay. ”
“ Later, dork. ”
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"Woah-- uh... ye feelin' okay, Yaz?" She couldn't feel the hug, not really: VR had come a long way in the past hundred-or-so years, but her avatar still couldn't feel Yaz's arms wrapped around her. Leave it to Madrani to only be affectionate like this in a place where she couldn't even feel it, and where no one else was gonna witness it to believe it.
After a moment of continuing the awkward embrace, Cammie disconnected from the Ether, hopping down off of her bunk to head to where Yasamin was sitting, carefully wrapping her arms around her from behind. "Dinnae feel like ye need t' hide behind yer avatar for affection."
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