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Sunday, September 9th
[On Sunday, Howard returned to Luceti in the early morning from his mission. Close to 7am early to be exact, before the sun fully rises. He went home and immediately felt out of place. The events that transpired the weeks before he left were still fresh in his mind and they weren't going to go away. The only difference was that he felt much more prepared to take on the hurdle that was coming. Three weeks is a long time to think. Not as long as he would like, but good enough.
He leaves to start completing errands around noon. Going to the library to pick up books on MIR submarines, looking for knick-knacks in the item store (and making a huge mess while he's at it) and even doing something mundane as eating an apple outside in the plaza and looking carefully at everyone who passes by, no matter who they may be. It only takes up a few hours in the day unfortunately.
From then on he goes to the Battle Dome. Not to fight, but to create simulations. He's gotten a lot better at it thanks to practicing with the machines and is able to create more complex areas. While he works on the console, a book with detailed images of modern day New York City can be found in one hand while he programs with the other. And, in due time, he recreates 42nd street using the book as a guide. The bustling city can easily be viewed in the Observation area, as Howard enters his simulation and begins to wander around the one street. The city is also full with people programmed into the simulation - of course they never look at Howard and are only either walking, taking pictures without moving or talking to other still people.]
Monday, September 10th
[On Monday Howard decides to pick up the journal for the first time in weeks. He has a couple things to say.]
This is Howard Stark with a request. I need people who can work as laborers to build a submarine. I already have the design and I'm working on getting the material, but I want a show of hands of who would be willing to help out. Construction should take place in October, barring any unforseen circumstances like experiment.
Also does anyone happen to have a ship or, just a stretch here, can swim underwater without needing to go up for air? I need to check the depth of the ocean and since we don't have any good equipment available here to do it automatically, I need a way to get a measurement.
Oh and one last thing - apples are great. I know that sounds like it came out of nowhere, but the ones here are delicious. I haven't eaten one since coming here and I regret it. You should really try to eat one a day at the least. Can't go wrong with them.
[...Well no that's not all he has to say. But the last part will be a locked transmission. Because he knows he can't stall it forever.]
[Locked to Tony Stark, 100%]
You and I have to talk. In person.
[Blurted out and quickly. Got to rip off that bandage fast.]
[ooc: sunday is all action and monday is all voice.]
[On Sunday, Howard returned to Luceti in the early morning from his mission. Close to 7am early to be exact, before the sun fully rises. He went home and immediately felt out of place. The events that transpired the weeks before he left were still fresh in his mind and they weren't going to go away. The only difference was that he felt much more prepared to take on the hurdle that was coming. Three weeks is a long time to think. Not as long as he would like, but good enough.
He leaves to start completing errands around noon. Going to the library to pick up books on MIR submarines, looking for knick-knacks in the item store (and making a huge mess while he's at it) and even doing something mundane as eating an apple outside in the plaza and looking carefully at everyone who passes by, no matter who they may be. It only takes up a few hours in the day unfortunately.
From then on he goes to the Battle Dome. Not to fight, but to create simulations. He's gotten a lot better at it thanks to practicing with the machines and is able to create more complex areas. While he works on the console, a book with detailed images of modern day New York City can be found in one hand while he programs with the other. And, in due time, he recreates 42nd street using the book as a guide. The bustling city can easily be viewed in the Observation area, as Howard enters his simulation and begins to wander around the one street. The city is also full with people programmed into the simulation - of course they never look at Howard and are only either walking, taking pictures without moving or talking to other still people.]
Monday, September 10th
[On Monday Howard decides to pick up the journal for the first time in weeks. He has a couple things to say.]
This is Howard Stark with a request. I need people who can work as laborers to build a submarine. I already have the design and I'm working on getting the material, but I want a show of hands of who would be willing to help out. Construction should take place in October, barring any unforseen circumstances like experiment.
Also does anyone happen to have a ship or, just a stretch here, can swim underwater without needing to go up for air? I need to check the depth of the ocean and since we don't have any good equipment available here to do it automatically, I need a way to get a measurement.
Oh and one last thing - apples are great. I know that sounds like it came out of nowhere, but the ones here are delicious. I haven't eaten one since coming here and I regret it. You should really try to eat one a day at the least. Can't go wrong with them.
[...Well no that's not all he has to say. But the last part will be a locked transmission. Because he knows he can't stall it forever.]
[Locked to Tony Stark, 100%]
You and I have to talk. In person.
[Blurted out and quickly. Got to rip off that bandage fast.]
[ooc: sunday is all action and monday is all voice.]
