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legionmissions2017-04-27 07:08 pm
letsgolegion) wrote in legionmissions2017-04-27 07:08 pm
TO HAVE AND TO HOLD [modplot]
Who| Anyone who wants in
What| "To Have and to Hold" plot
Where| The planet Olum, Matihara Temple
When| Set vaguely the same time as "Gods Among Us" and "Other Mother"
Warnings/Notes| N/A
The planet Olum is a genuinely welcoming place. While the clothes they have to wear for the rituals are a bit...odd (provided they don't opt for coverups), they are comfortable, especially with such a balmy climate. Despite the Olumites allowing outsiders into their ceremonies, there's a distinct lack of tourist-ey elements; no gift shops, no merchants selling anything, just a spirit of genuine unity and celebration. The Olumite marriage guides seem to genuinely care about helping people with their relationships, and seem happy to share their cultural traditions with other species.
As far as missions go, it's definitely a nice vacation from the usual life or death struggles.
It means the Legionnaires have no distractions. They have to settle in and try to navigate this while faking sincerity as best as they can.
[ooc: All information about the setting can be found on the infopost.]
What| "To Have and to Hold" plot
Where| The planet Olum, Matihara Temple
When| Set vaguely the same time as "Gods Among Us" and "Other Mother"
Warnings/Notes| N/A
The planet Olum is a genuinely welcoming place. While the clothes they have to wear for the rituals are a bit...odd (provided they don't opt for coverups), they are comfortable, especially with such a balmy climate. Despite the Olumites allowing outsiders into their ceremonies, there's a distinct lack of tourist-ey elements; no gift shops, no merchants selling anything, just a spirit of genuine unity and celebration. The Olumite marriage guides seem to genuinely care about helping people with their relationships, and seem happy to share their cultural traditions with other species.
As far as missions go, it's definitely a nice vacation from the usual life or death struggles.
It means the Legionnaires have no distractions. They have to settle in and try to navigate this while faking sincerity as best as they can.
[ooc: All information about the setting can be found on the infopost.]
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It's not until they're back in motion that Wash brings up the question on his mind. "Hey, that gesture that you did?" He mimics the two-fingered swipe across his own face. "What was that?" Chief had done it in front of him once before, months ago, but Wash hadn't exactly been in the best frame of mind to pursue it. Now, on a mission that's nearly a vacation and feeling much better, he wants to know.
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They get moving again, daylight burning, and he's already forgotten he made the sign at all when Wash asks about it.
He repeats the gesture again, slower, tracing the little u-curve more clearly. "Smile gesture," he explains, as if it should be a familiar concept. "Yours was different?"
It would have to be, to not be recognized. He's seen several variations on the smile gesture, over the years, but most are sort of like his team's. It's not the most unique of ideas.
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"Oh." Wash blinks. It makes sense in retrospect, but it's not actually a concept that Freelancer practiced. Either you were close enough to people that you knew when they were smiling, or you saw them as rivals and didn't give a shit. It wasn't exactly the healthiest system, not that they hadn't gone over that already at length. "We didn't have one. We just called each other assholes and moved on."
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In hindsight, given what the Chief knows about Freelancer? That makes sense. But it's still a jarring little realization. It's a part of team communication he's taken for granted for so long...
It's a little sad, really. The things that were done to Wash and his team were monstrous, there's no denying that, but this just adds one more tiny note of sadness to the Chief's understanding of that reality.
He glances over at Wash.
"Well," he says, mild mannered as ever. "Now you have one."
It's not important. But somehow sharing this, even though he didn't realize it would become sharing, feels good.
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Huh.
He looks up at Chief and makes the gesture across his face again, much more clearly curved this time. "Guess so."