Battletech - Regina Arlington - Omni Adventures

Okay so it's been said that i play a game called Battletech over at RPOL.  Regina Arlington is a mechwarrior that i roleplay over there that i've oddly grown fond of.  I say oddly because she is not typical of the sort of characters i like to roleplay.

She is ditzy... clueless... and a religious zealot.  That said, she is also absolutely lethal and has been described as an unguided sensual weapon of mass destruction.  She's a lot of fun to play with mostly because she is so far out of my comfort zone.  She goes out on assorted misadventures which are always fun to type out and roleplay.

One of my favorite 'Regina Adventure', was when she went out and got herself a cutting edge 'Plugsuit' (a sort of high tech suit that assists with piloting mechs) from the sole producer and source of plugsuits.  This is how it went...  (It makes a lot more sense if you understand the Campaign references, but you should be able to get the gist of how she passes through life from it.)  If found popular, I might post more of her misadventures in the future.

{Regina's Omni Adventures...}

It was nice to be clean again, and the planet seemed temperate and nice.

There was so much to do and see, that Regina was up early after a good nights rest and wandering around.  She had gotten in touch with Margaret and asked if it might be possible to visit the Eden Academy to have a look around and her request was granted.  A nice Freshman Cadet was assigned to Regina to show her around the school grounds.

Things were going well till around lunch.  It was towards the end that her guide started looking a little ill, and was forced to take a short leave of Regina's company to visit the medical ward at the Academy.  It seemed a good thing, she was starting to look a little green, which is never a good sign of health.

Undaunted by the lack of a guide, Regina continues to wander about the ground.  She's eventually stopped and asked, why she was walking about the halls without her uniform.  Her answer was simple and honest...

"... because i was never issued one?", Regina answers uncertain if this was the correct answer being sought.

She's issued a pass, and given directions to the Quartermaster's station.  Uncertain what it was all about but pleased that she was given directions to actually go somewhere, she walks the busy halls of the Academy into a cluttered room.  There a girl was tending paper work and accepted the paper work Regina presented.

"Name?", she asks.

"Regina Arlington?", without missing a beat.

"You're not listed in the system.", she comments.

"I just got here this morning."

"Ah.  That explains it.", the woman answers, noddng her head.  Regina was obviously with the new freshman class, the clerk presumes.

"Your Major?"

"My Major?  I dont have a Major.  I'm a freelancer?"

Eden cadets were usually pretty bright...  surely this one was only a foot slogger... "Infantry?", she hazards a guess.

"Naawwwww.  Mechwarrior.", Regina answers proudly.

"Really?  Have you tested out yet?", surely this was a mistake no one this dim could possible be a Mechwarrior could they?

"Tested out?  I haven't even tested in.", Regina frowns confused.

Regina is handed more paperwork and sent to test her level of expertise in the simulators.

~~~~~> Time passes <~~~~~

"Wow.  That was fun.", Regina returns enthusiastic, "Can i do that again?"

"Not this year.  Lets see how you did?", her hand goes out to accept the test results, which Regina hands over.

"Gah~ Top one percentile???
Recommendations for X-5 operational training?", a glance up showed Regina playing with a snow globe, shaking it around and watching the snow flurries around a tiny Battlemech.  A clearing of the throat brings Regina's attention back to heel.

"Very well.  I can see youre going to be busy and best get started.  I'll have your uniform ready for you after your fitting.  What sort of load do you plan on using?"

"Load?", Regina asks with a quizzled expression.

"Yes... your prefered weapon of choice."

"I like missiles."

"Very good, a pair of Sure Shots... Long Range Rocket Fours and Sixes sounds good."

"...but i'm already a sure shot."

"... cocky, huh?  Do you at least know where your mech is parked?"

"Oh that's easy, Hanger Seven at the starport."

"Really?  Youre off for field testing already...", a glance at the test out records confirms it wasnt impossible given the talent.

"Okay... I'll see that it's delivered there, anything else i should know?"

"I like sex?"

"uh... uhm... That's nice.... I guess... wrong office...?"

"I like... Electronic warfare...?"

"Yes... youre EW qualified i see... Offense or Defense?"

"Oh, I'm always the aggressor."

"Right.  Beagle Probe, it is... Go get your fitting i'll have it all bundled up and sent to ... Hanger Seven did you say?"

"Yup."

"Right-O... Good luck on your deployment then."

Regina accepts the paperwork and is off to be fitted, where she's stripped down and manages to get her measurements taken, without losing her underwear.

~~~~~> Time passes <~~~~~

Later at the starport in Hanger Seven, Regina reviews the piles of 'stuff' she's accumulated from her visit to the Academy.

"Wow it's been the best day ever...", she waves a Tech in a white jumpsuit over.

"Hey, can you assign me some help to help me load some of this stuff onto my valkyrie?"

{Fade to black...}