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[ghostling]

Date & Time: 1/4; afternoon
Location: Around the Hold
Characters: Ghost and ANYONE
Summary: Ghost is out and about, mostly sulking and trying to avoid people.
Warnings: Uh, depends on who shows up?

[Since the whole deal with Koltira, Ghost has mostly been holed up in her room. She's barely left it. But even she gets a little stir-crazy so she decided to go for a walk. A task easier said than done given the damaged state of her helmet. With it no longer functioning properly she couldn't wear it. Not wearing it means people will know what she looks like. What she sounds like.

That definitely leaves the Network out of question. At least in person she can give a false name. There's only two people, aside from maybe her roommates, that know what she really looks and sounds like.

She's completely bundled up, arms and hands completely covered. Her face mostly hidden behind a scarf and the shadow of her hood. It would have to do. Although the faint glow of her eyes wasn't hard to miss.

For the most part she's just out trying to get some "fresh" air while avoiding as many people as possible. Although avoiding people isn't easy. Eventually she settles down on a bench in what she assumes passes for a park. At least the pastime of people watching never goes out of style.]

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[undroppedeaves]

Cannon? What weapon? [Sam looked confused, though he was beginning to get used to this, not understanding things.]

[ghostling]

[She stares at him for a moment in confusion.]

You've...never seen a cannon befo'?

[undroppedeaves]

No. I'm not sure what one is I'm afraid.

[ghostling]

Um...well...

[Beneath her scarf she frowns as tries to think of how to describe a cannon.]

They're usually pretty big, made of metal. Y'put gunpowder in it an' ligh' it up an' they shoot out these big heavy metal balls that destroy things. Only...tha's the ol' kinda cannon.

Where I'm from they can shoot energy an' don' require gunpowder anymo'.

[undroppedeaves]

Well I'm afraid I don't know what gunpowder is either. [Sam tried to imagine what she was saying. Big metal things that shot out heavy balls and destroyed things... He shuddered at the image]

[ghostling]

... [More staring.]

...Okay. What are weapons like in your world?

[undroppedeaves]

Well we have swords, daggers, bows and arrows. Axes. The ordinary kind of weapons I'd say.

[ghostling]

Archaic you mean. [She sighs heavily.]

A'ight look, gunpowder is...y'know I ain' gotta clue what it's made of but it catches fire an' can explode. Bows an' arrows wen' out ages ago, they were upgraded to somethin' easier t' carry 'round and keep track of but still jus' as much of a pain to load and shoot. They're called gun. The olds one gotta stock made of wood that rests 'gainst your shoulder and well, basically a metal tube that connects to it.

They'd stuff it with gunpowder and a bullet, which is just another bit of metal...think of it like the arrow only smaller...more like just the head of the arrow but rounded. No' too sure how the old guns worked but they'd pull a trigger and there'd be this spark that would ignite the powder and shoot the bullet. Like pullin' back the string on a bow and releasin' the arrow only easier.

Wi' me so far?

[undroppedeaves]

[Sort of... Sam was following the explanation with raised eyebrows because it all sounded very odd to him. What was wrong with the weapons the way they were? Why make them more complicated?

But he was following, gunpowder was something that exploded and was used to make weapons to replace bows.] I follow.

[ghostling]

Righ' well, a cannon is jus' a bigger gun. Much bigger. Mo' destructive. Tears down walls and stuff like that.

So basically imagine tha' only usin' it on the clouds. Clouds ain' solid sure but they can be pushed apart for a time.

[undroppedeaves]

So they were going to fire something that could tear down walls into the sky. To destroy the clouds. "And that would work?"

[ghostling]

[She shrugs.] He seems t' think so.

[undroppedeaves]

What happens when the big metal ball falls back down again?

[ghostling]

I don' think he's usin' a ball for it. No'...really sure what he's usin' actually. I think he said something about the air bein' the main force. I dunno. [She shrugs. Science has never been her strong suit.]

[undroppedeaves]

Air? [More confusion] It sounds incredibly complicated.

[ghostling]

No kiddin'. Guess we won't know if it works at all 'til it's finished.

[undroppedeaves]

Well I hope it does work, I'd love to see some unclouded sky.

[ghostling]

Yeah. Jus' a matter of time I guess.

[undroppedeaves]

Well I wish your friend all the luck.

[ghostling]

He's probably gonna need it.

[She gives a nod before rising.] Think I'm gonna walk 'round a bit. Have a good day.

[undroppedeaves]

[He nodded at her with a smile] Well it was nice meeting you.