[He smiles as it becomes clear why she likes guns too. Yes, good, good bwahahaha.] Exactly. You'd probably get along well with one of my former vassal and samurai: Kichou. Maybe Mitsuhide Akechi, my left hand too. He designed the Tanegashima, and then it's been in production for the last two years, just rolled out six months ago for me. Well, 8 now, I suppose.
[He takes a sip of the absinthe.... and instantly makes a face! That is disgusting. Ugh! European drinks are so weird!]
[A little hoarsely and with a cough:]
I'm a little reluctant to use the matchlock here, no idea how difficult it will be to get more gunpowder, but not firing it might be just as bad, it's not something I've ever tested before. No range specifically. We've been lining up empty bottles and shooting them on the top of the sports deck. And Crichton... [His hand goes to the pulse pistol again, then he just chugs some of the green drink!] My friend. We shot over the side of the ship to see if we could see how far out the ocean exists.
[Red eyes go a little crossed, and he pinches between them. Damn he underestimated how strong this drink is!] Starfleet is more about exploring than trade.... though I'm not sure how deadly their pirates are. They'd probably take me though. I've fought a lot of pirates. Er... [Ugh. He's so woozy! His head is spinning and pounding at the same time?!] On the ocean. Ocean pirates. [Rubs his temples. No more absinthe ever!]
[He perks up with interest about the armor though!] What's it made of? Can it handle the stun setting?
I'm free. Ships go places. I'll explain Hell to you sometime when I haven't drunk this green venom monstrosity. Just know... power isn't freedom. The more power you accumulate, the less freedom you'll have. That goes for the Captain here too. In my world, in my time, there is no one more powerful than me. But all my strength comes from others believing in me. Believing in our mutual ambitions. The more strength I borrow from them, the greater the obligation to see our dreams through and fix our cursed land and timeline.
Here, I have no political restraints. I'm not beholden to anyone or defined by my birth. I'm able to take risks, to do things even if I fail, because no one but me will suffer those consequences. I've made... friends, for the first time in my life. If I have a romance, I don't have to worry that it sends a weird message to the future about castes and cults. I can spend my days doing absolutely anything I wish. Whether that's playing in the arcade, doing karaoke, or meeting astronauts many many centuries into my future. I'll probably get bored eventually, but I rather doubt it.
This isn't like a hermit crab moving to a bigger shell, but it's still just a shell. For me... I always told myself, once I ended the Endless wars, I could travel. Leave the desolate barren isles no one else has. See what the rest of the world has to offer. This is so much better than that. Alternate worlds, alternate universes, people from all corners of time and space. This is.... certainly more freedom than I deserve, so I will make the most of it in ways others can't begin to imagine. I'm sure it's difficult for others. I hope I can free them as much as I have been.
no subject
[He takes a sip of the absinthe.... and instantly makes a face! That is disgusting. Ugh! European drinks are so weird!]
[A little hoarsely and with a cough:]
I'm a little reluctant to use the matchlock here, no idea how difficult it will be to get more gunpowder, but not firing it might be just as bad, it's not something I've ever tested before. No range specifically. We've been lining up empty bottles and shooting them on the top of the sports deck. And Crichton... [His hand goes to the pulse pistol again, then he just chugs some of the green drink!] My friend. We shot over the side of the ship to see if we could see how far out the ocean exists.
[Red eyes go a little crossed, and he pinches between them. Damn he underestimated how strong this drink is!] Starfleet is more about exploring than trade.... though I'm not sure how deadly their pirates are. They'd probably take me though. I've fought a lot of pirates. Er... [Ugh. He's so woozy! His head is spinning and pounding at the same time?!] On the ocean. Ocean pirates. [Rubs his temples. No more absinthe ever!]
[He perks up with interest about the armor though!] What's it made of? Can it handle the stun setting?
I'm free. Ships go places. I'll explain Hell to you sometime when I haven't drunk this green venom monstrosity. Just know... power isn't freedom. The more power you accumulate, the less freedom you'll have. That goes for the Captain here too. In my world, in my time, there is no one more powerful than me. But all my strength comes from others believing in me. Believing in our mutual ambitions. The more strength I borrow from them, the greater the obligation to see our dreams through and fix our cursed land and timeline.
Here, I have no political restraints. I'm not beholden to anyone or defined by my birth. I'm able to take risks, to do things even if I fail, because no one but me will suffer those consequences. I've made... friends, for the first time in my life. If I have a romance, I don't have to worry that it sends a weird message to the future about castes and cults. I can spend my days doing absolutely anything I wish. Whether that's playing in the arcade, doing karaoke, or meeting astronauts many many centuries into my future. I'll probably get bored eventually, but I rather doubt it.
This isn't like a hermit crab moving to a bigger shell, but it's still just a shell. For me... I always told myself, once I ended the Endless wars, I could travel. Leave the desolate barren isles no one else has. See what the rest of the world has to offer. This is so much better than that. Alternate worlds, alternate universes, people from all corners of time and space. This is.... certainly more freedom than I deserve, so I will make the most of it in ways others can't begin to imagine. I'm sure it's difficult for others. I hope I can free them as much as I have been.