[Rikku, having been challenged to make her own pair of Air Trecks by Agito and having paled strongly/shamefully in comparison to him, was more or less freaking determined to boost up the skills level. The first free day she had she'd decided to dedicate solely to doing so. If her feet bled and her legs fell off, she was going to learn some tricks for next time.]
[Goggles down and gloves on, Rikku pushed off her back foot, feeling the initial jolt of adrenaline as her body propelled off the ground. For a split second everything was still in the air and when the metallic twang of blade on surface was met as she skid along the back of a bench, almost a painful pressure caused her to grit her teeth.]
[Most people were aware enough to get out of her way as she came shooting down the crowded sidewalk, but for those of her who weren't paying much attention, she could only call out:]
[Matt's preoccupied mind, after his little self pep talk, has little or nothing left for most of the outside world around him. The people get bumped by their shoulders, Matt not really saying much of a sorry, maybe the first bits of the letters but that's all. He's not concerned too much with making friends as he is with scoping out what he can be doing that he won't have to give his real name for.
It's at that point that the only thing Matt hears is the feminine voice telling him he needs to pick his damned eye-line off the floor. It's scant millimetres of space between them and Matt hops out of the way, hands in the air at his side in case he has to react even more. None too pleased, he frowns in her general direction, she could have bowled him right over!]
[Rikku does what she can to draw her knees in to her chest and pull her motorized death wishes away from the blur of the dude she holds all potential to behead. A small squeak escapes as she spirals a little bit and it takes some serious control for her to stiffen her muscles enough to deliver a relatively clean stop. The blades lock clumsily in place and she's only able to hold her standing position for a few seconds before buckling over on to her hands and knees.]
[She stays down on all fours for a few moments, steadying her breath and realigning her thoughts. Right now it was a huge mess of anger and frazzlement, two emotions she knew did not make a yummy confrontation cake together. Once she allows herself this time to think, Rikku pushes herself onto her feet and applies only the lightest of pressures to roll over to him and scope out how well he made it.]
[Matt's right down as far as he can get against the wall he stumbled in against, staring in disbelief. He's following her with his eyes while she stops and then again while she blades over to him. He's not really sure just what to say when she asks if he's 'alright'. No he's not ALRIGHT, he may need to change his pants after something like that.
Not really. But jezuz.]
YeahI'mfine-waitaminnitSorry?! You almost took my head off! What the hell are you doing stunts like that in a crowded area for?
[Ok so it's not exactly the streets of Tokyo, or New York for that matter, but still. Matt puts his hand up in a 'don't answer that' type way, then puts it to his face and rubs it down the side of it, sighing at the same time. Okay, he's calm now. He adjusts his goggles just the slightest and then opens his eyes after a quick close.]
[It's a good thing you calmed your horses down there, because Rikku was getting all set and ready to leap in to defense mode. Coming up with an easy save story, though hard for the average bear, was so easy for Rikku she could get paid to come up with them for other people right on the spot. Yeah... sure, totally.]
[So she just blinks, standing there for a moment until you're fully composed. When the coast seems to be cleared, Rikku peels her goggles off and lowers them around her neck. She tugs a little bit at the end of her hair, twisting it around her fingers. This twitch is the only physical tell she'll give to say she's aware of the boo-boo she made.]
I didn't, like, nip any of your hair off, right? No damage? Uh, outer I mean, 'cause obviously your innards are a little tied right now or else you wouldn't've been so spazzed. Um. Not that you don't totally have a reason to be spazzed! Like, seriously, your validated there. I mean, off in your own world one minute than foooom nearly got your head cleaned right off your
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[Matt's been trained for a few things and that twitch, indeed, doesn't go unnoticed. He's calmed himself down enough that he's not going to be flipping himself out about what happened. No harm means no foul and he's just happy to report all limbs and extremities are intact.
He's amused by the rambling too, very amused and Matt shoves his hands back in his pockets, quietly standing there while he lets her ramble. He fiddles with his lighter in his pocket until she's done going off on her bit of a tangent and when she's done he speaks.]
Yeauhp, I'm all parts accounted for, innards included and under control- thanks for worrying. [That's a bit sarcastically said, he actually isn't sure he's liking that part of the conversation.
He breathes in a deep breath and lets it out, nodding his head toward her but his eyes are down toward her feet.]
Rikku, just Rikku is fine! I'm not your number one fan of titles.
[Rikku locks her fingers behind her neck, able to relax better now that you aren't giving off a grudging vibe. She tries to move the conversation in another direction; half an attempt to diverge the topic of nearly killing you and half to show she's really not as dumb as a reckless chick who's extreme-lining down a public sidewalk appears to be.]
I don't know if you've got these where your from, but they're called Air Trecks? Like, the acme of roller blades, basically. Y'see--
[She bends down, tapping above the back wheel where a sharp plastic fang is jutting out from the base of the shoe.]
-- they're built with this miniaturized, touch-sensitive motor underneath the sole of the shoe. So, based on how much pressure you apply and how much you actually weigh, the gear in the motor activates the rest of the shoe's functions. I mean, you'd think I'd know how much force I should put on to get from here to there, considering... but--between you and me and you gotta
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[action] xD using chronology of post order! So hasn't met Agito yet.100percentmailJune 27 2011, 20:25:23 UTC
Alright, Rikku then. [[He can deal with that, now that she's not flying at his person. Her relaxing makes him relax a bit more, he's on edge always, in case he has to take action or she somehow turns on him but otherwise he's not showing it. With a shake of his head to indicate 'no' they don't have them, Matt continues to listen to her and watch with a slight bend at the waist to see what she's showing him.
He kinda gives her a little look. Those sound absolutely, positively, fucking awesome. Instantly, Matt's all about these things, pressure sensitivity? That's gotta have one hell of a set up for it to base its function off of-- ah man, his inner geek is coming out.]]
Don't worry. Secret's safe with me, Rikku- but uh.. Where the hell'd you get something like that? I can't even imagine what sort of panelling board goes into that shit. Is it re-programmable? Are there options? What sort of wiring is there?
[action] Good! Rikku comes first then and your loyalties lie with her! ;Dwhosyour_rikkuJune 28 2011, 05:32:15 UTC
[Not going to lie, a growing part of her is really enjoying how captivated you are by them. And her geek is showing too, so don't you worry.]
I made 'em.
[Rikku flashes a smile that embodies every ounce of pride she has for these five-star blades.]
Y'see, it's got a pretty basic foundation along the foot, built more around the Cushion and Power Injection Systems. Making the parts for those took the most time. Woo, I'm tellin' you, it's a crazy set-up for something so small. The rest's pretty much just to hold the system parts in place, connect the motor in the front wheel to the back one, and keep enough breathing room in there so they don't overheat.
You know what? You might wanna check out the schematics I have for 'em. I mean, I never actually got a look inside Agito's pair, but from what I read they're pretty much a one-person only thing if you want the bestly of the best results. But taking a look-see at how I did it might help you out if you're curious.
[ooc: OMG IS IT SO OBVIOUS I HAVE NO PRIOR KNOWLEDGE OF AIR
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[action] XD LOL!!100percentmailJune 28 2011, 05:45:50 UTC
[[Matt's eyebrows raise up higher than he thinks they've ever gone before and his jaw is kind of half hung open.]]
MADE them!?
[[OH he is soohohohoohhoho in love. ...With these treks. Slightly with the fact she's made them and then even more so that those blade things are incredible. He listens and soaks up the information like a sponge-- then she hits him with the biggest part of this conversation. The best part of it.
The best part of almost being killed by these things.
Looking at schematics.]]
I would die to see those! ....Kay maybe not die, but close.
I've actually got 'em on my Guide so I can just transfer them over to yours if you want.
[Rikku pushes her shoulder blades back as she arches her spine and stretches the muscles in her arms out. She takes this moment of stretching to bring herself back into upright position.]
I'd tell you they'd cost you but I'm gonna use my special senses to go out on a limb and say you're new here and haven't got much to offer in return.
[[Matt .. really can't believe his luck, not one bit. He's glad he held his tongue and didn't tear into her. He'd maybe have never gotten this opportunity. Though. She's got him pegged.
He puts his hand into his hair and runs it back even though it falls back into place quite easily.]]
Unfortunately no. I mean, I'd do work for it if you need somethin' done- gladly- but as for material things or currency.. Yeah.
[She cocks her head to the side and smiles sweetly. For the record, it doesn't actually matter whether or not you give her something in return. Odds are if you're as cool as she pegs you to be, then just regularly putting up with her is payment enough. Besides, your interest is a nice stroke to her ego. And that's always a great side gift.]
[Rikku's voice drops an octave, matching the one made famous for welcoming viewers to The Twilight Zone.]
Now, gimme your Guide.
[Don't be fooled, though, this is intended with all light and playfulness; that smile is still plastered on her face and she's reaching for you with the grabby hands of a baby.]
....Alright, I'll definitely owe you one for this.
[[Matt's not so fond of IOU, but he's not so fond of being without something this spectacular either if she's being absolutely serious. He'll be able to pick it apart later. That sweet smile has gotta be hiding something, but then again Matt's maybe just being paranoid. He smirks at the evil drop in her voice, the smirk turning soon into a smile of his own
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[Sorry, but your inner conspiracy against Rikku is a just a little off base. Her intent is none but pure.]
I just need to program your Guide so it'll accept encrypted media without sending up an alert or whatever.
[She doesn't need to get too far in to any of your data to change the system settings, just past the initial security. After a few moments, Rikku pulls a small extendable chord from her own recently brought-out Guide and plugs it in to a corresponding outlet on yours. Rikku's fingers brush lightly over the touch screen, dragging the file from her system to yours.]
[Don't think she's not listening to you, though. She caught everything you said, awkward delivery and all. While she's finishing up with the transfer, Rikku laughs a little bit and glances up at you from the corner of her eye.]
Yeah, sure, I can do friendly! How 'bout pizza? You know how that weighs on the friendly scale?
[[Give him time, he'll trust someone but Mello eventually. Maybe. Hopefully. ...Probably not, but here's hoping.
He waits expectantly, not minding if she's hacking whatever, he hasn't got anything on there in particular other than maybe a conversation or two if they stick on the actual thing. He watches her intently though, trying to pick up on what she's doing mainly because of his love of electronics.
He rubs the back of his red hair, messing it up a bit before petting it back down and lets a little chuckle out at the question about friendly scale.]]
Well, Pizza can have ham on it, and I did say ham was friendly....ohgodisaidhamwasfriendly....
[[Inner facepalm, but Matt just drops his hands into his pockets, shrugging his shoulders.]]
I think pizza ranks among the friendliest food. So ..friendly pizza sometime soon?
[Goggles down and gloves on, Rikku pushed off her back foot, feeling the initial jolt of adrenaline as her body propelled off the ground. For a split second everything was still in the air and when the metallic twang of blade on surface was met as she skid along the back of a bench, almost a painful pressure caused her to grit her teeth.]
[Most people were aware enough to get out of her way as she came shooting down the crowded sidewalk, but for those of her who weren't paying much attention, she could only call out:]
Heads up!
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It's at that point that the only thing Matt hears is the feminine voice telling him he needs to pick his damned eye-line off the floor. It's scant millimetres of space between them and Matt hops out of the way, hands in the air at his side in case he has to react even more. None too pleased, he frowns in her general direction, she could have bowled him right over!]
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[She stays down on all fours for a few moments, steadying her breath and realigning her thoughts. Right now it was a huge mess of anger and frazzlement, two emotions she knew did not make a yummy confrontation cake together. Once she allows herself this time to think, Rikku pushes herself onto her feet and applies only the lightest of pressures to roll over to him and scope out how well he made it.]
Hey, dude... I'm totally sorry. You arright?
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Not really.
But jezuz.]
YeahI'mfine-waitaminnitSorry?! You almost took my head off! What the hell are you doing stunts like that in a crowded area for?
[Ok so it's not exactly the streets of Tokyo, or New York for that matter, but still. Matt puts his hand up in a 'don't answer that' type way, then puts it to his face and rubs it down the side of it, sighing at the same time. Okay, he's calm now. He adjusts his goggles just the slightest and then opens his eyes after a quick close.]
Alright, alright. Sorry.
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[So she just blinks, standing there for a moment until you're fully composed. When the coast seems to be cleared, Rikku peels her goggles off and lowers them around her neck. She tugs a little bit at the end of her hair, twisting it around her fingers. This twitch is the only physical tell she'll give to say she's aware of the boo-boo she made.]
I didn't, like, nip any of your hair off, right? No damage? Uh, outer I mean, 'cause obviously your innards are a little tied right now or else you wouldn't've been so spazzed. Um. Not that you don't totally have a reason to be spazzed! Like, seriously, your validated there. I mean, off in your own world one minute than foooom nearly got your head cleaned right off your ( ... )
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He's amused by the rambling too, very amused and Matt shoves his hands back in his pockets, quietly standing there while he lets her ramble. He fiddles with his lighter in his pocket until she's done going off on her bit of a tangent and when she's done he speaks.]
Yeauhp, I'm all parts accounted for, innards included and under control- thanks for worrying. [That's a bit sarcastically said, he actually isn't sure he's liking that part of the conversation.
He breathes in a deep breath and lets it out, nodding his head toward her but his eyes are down toward her feet.]
You're pretty fast on those, Miss...?
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[Rikku locks her fingers behind her neck, able to relax better now that you aren't giving off a grudging vibe. She tries to move the conversation in another direction; half an attempt to diverge the topic of nearly killing you and half to show she's really not as dumb as a reckless chick who's extreme-lining down a public sidewalk appears to be.]
I don't know if you've got these where your from, but they're called Air Trecks? Like, the acme of roller blades, basically. Y'see--
[She bends down, tapping above the back wheel where a sharp plastic fang is jutting out from the base of the shoe.]
-- they're built with this miniaturized, touch-sensitive motor underneath the sole of the shoe. So, based on how much pressure you apply and how much you actually weigh, the gear in the motor activates the rest of the shoe's functions. I mean, you'd think I'd know how much force I should put on to get from here to there, considering... but--between you and me and you gotta ( ... )
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[[He can deal with that, now that she's not flying at his person. Her relaxing makes him relax a bit more, he's on edge always, in case he has to take action or she somehow turns on him but otherwise he's not showing it. With a shake of his head to indicate 'no' they don't have them, Matt continues to listen to her and watch with a slight bend at the waist to see what she's showing him.
He kinda gives her a little look. Those sound absolutely, positively, fucking awesome. Instantly, Matt's all about these things, pressure sensitivity? That's gotta have one hell of a set up for it to base its function off of-- ah man, his inner geek is coming out.]]
Don't worry. Secret's safe with me, Rikku- but uh.. Where the hell'd you get something like that? I can't even imagine what sort of panelling board goes into that shit. Is it re-programmable? Are there options? What sort of wiring is there?
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I made 'em.
[Rikku flashes a smile that embodies every ounce of pride she has for these five-star blades.]
Y'see, it's got a pretty basic foundation along the foot, built more around the Cushion and Power Injection Systems. Making the parts for those took the most time. Woo, I'm tellin' you, it's a crazy set-up for something so small. The rest's pretty much just to hold the system parts in place, connect the motor in the front wheel to the back one, and keep enough breathing room in there so they don't overheat.
You know what? You might wanna check out the schematics I have for 'em. I mean, I never actually got a look inside Agito's pair, but from what I read they're pretty much a one-person only thing if you want the bestly of the best results. But taking a look-see at how I did it might help you out if you're curious.
[ooc: OMG IS IT SO OBVIOUS I HAVE NO PRIOR KNOWLEDGE OF AIR ( ... )
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MADE them!?
[[OH he is soohohohoohhoho in love. ...With these treks. Slightly with the fact she's made them and then even more so that those blade things are incredible. He listens and soaks up the information like a sponge-- then she hits him with the biggest part of this conversation. The best part of it.
The best part of almost being killed by these things.
Looking at schematics.]]
I would die to see those! ....Kay maybe not die, but close.
((OOC: XD IT'S OK YOU DID BRILLIANTLY! ))
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[Rikku pushes her shoulder blades back as she arches her spine and stretches the muscles in her arms out. She takes this moment of stretching to bring herself back into upright position.]
I'd tell you they'd cost you but I'm gonna use my special senses to go out on a limb and say you're new here and haven't got much to offer in return.
[ooc: Pffft, thanks <3]
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He puts his hand into his hair and runs it back even though it falls back into place quite easily.]]
Unfortunately no.
I mean, I'd do work for it if you need somethin' done- gladly- but as for material things or currency.. Yeah.
[[He shakes his head, confirming a no.]]
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[She cocks her head to the side and smiles sweetly. For the record, it doesn't actually matter whether or not you give her something in return. Odds are if you're as cool as she pegs you to be, then just regularly putting up with her is payment enough. Besides, your interest is a nice stroke to her ego. And that's always a great side gift.]
[Rikku's voice drops an octave, matching the one made famous for welcoming viewers to The Twilight Zone.]
Now, gimme your Guide.
[Don't be fooled, though, this is intended with all light and playfulness; that smile is still plastered on her face and she's reaching for you with the grabby hands of a baby.]
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[[Matt's not so fond of IOU, but he's not so fond of being without something this spectacular either if she's being absolutely serious. He'll be able to pick it apart later. That sweet smile has gotta be hiding something, but then again Matt's maybe just being paranoid. He smirks at the evil drop in her voice, the smirk turning soon into a smile of his own ( ... )
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I just need to program your Guide so it'll accept encrypted media without sending up an alert or whatever.
[She doesn't need to get too far in to any of your data to change the system settings, just past the initial security. After a few moments, Rikku pulls a small extendable chord from her own recently brought-out Guide and plugs it in to a corresponding outlet on yours. Rikku's fingers brush lightly over the touch screen, dragging the file from her system to yours.]
[Don't think she's not listening to you, though. She caught everything you said, awkward delivery and all. While she's finishing up with the transfer, Rikku laughs a little bit and glances up at you from the corner of her eye.]
Yeah, sure, I can do friendly! How 'bout pizza? You know how that weighs on the friendly scale?
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He waits expectantly, not minding if she's hacking whatever, he hasn't got anything on there in particular other than maybe a conversation or two if they stick on the actual thing. He watches her intently though, trying to pick up on what she's doing mainly because of his love of electronics.
He rubs the back of his red hair, messing it up a bit before petting it back down and lets a little chuckle out at the question about friendly scale.]]
Well, Pizza can have ham on it, and I did say ham was friendly....ohgodisaidhamwasfriendly....
[[Inner facepalm, but Matt just drops his hands into his pockets, shrugging his shoulders.]]
I think pizza ranks among the friendliest food. So ..friendly pizza sometime soon?
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