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legionmissions2017-10-14 09:42 pm
captainbuzzkill) wrote in legionmissions2017-10-14 09:42 pm
Red Sky At Night [locked to Dipper and Pidge]
Who| Locked to Pidge and Dipper
What| Finally having a quiet time to talk after all these missions
Where| A beach on Earth at night
When| After the recent missions
Warnings/Notes| N/A
The Isle of Lewis in Scotland is still pretty remote and undeveloped, despite the rest of Earth being built up so much over the centuries. The only difference now as compared to the past is that climate control means the inhabited parts are much warmer. Instead of being cold like it should be naturally, there's a balmy breeze over the beach.
The sky is beautiful here. It's dark enough that the bands of the Milky Way can be seen, and up this far north, the aurora is visible. It shimmers through the sky in snaking waves.
Dipper can understand why she came here. Thanks to the T-gates and their flight rings, they're not limited to Legion World when they need a place to be alone. They can go anywhere on any planet they want, and that opens up all kinds of options for solitude. It seems like a very good place to be alone -- and that means it's all that much more significant that when he asked if she was okay and if she wanted company that she told him to come here. He knows she's basically letting him into a place that's being used for refuge.
He lands not far from where she's sitting and kicks off his boots the second he's down. He grew up a stone's throw away from the beach but between Gravity Falls and being in space, it's been far too long since he's felt sand under his toes.
"It's nice here. It seems like a good alone-ey place."
He doesn't know what happened on her mission or how close she wants to be right now so he briefly puts his hand on her shoulder as he sits, a gentle 'I'm here if you need me' but otherwise gives her a little space. He's definitely within scooting distance, though.
"Are you okay?" he asks. "The last few missions have been a little..."
He can't think of a way to describe it that really gets the thought across so he just makes a sad trombone noise instead. It's been a rough few months.
What| Finally having a quiet time to talk after all these missions
Where| A beach on Earth at night
When| After the recent missions
Warnings/Notes| N/A
The Isle of Lewis in Scotland is still pretty remote and undeveloped, despite the rest of Earth being built up so much over the centuries. The only difference now as compared to the past is that climate control means the inhabited parts are much warmer. Instead of being cold like it should be naturally, there's a balmy breeze over the beach.
The sky is beautiful here. It's dark enough that the bands of the Milky Way can be seen, and up this far north, the aurora is visible. It shimmers through the sky in snaking waves.
Dipper can understand why she came here. Thanks to the T-gates and their flight rings, they're not limited to Legion World when they need a place to be alone. They can go anywhere on any planet they want, and that opens up all kinds of options for solitude. It seems like a very good place to be alone -- and that means it's all that much more significant that when he asked if she was okay and if she wanted company that she told him to come here. He knows she's basically letting him into a place that's being used for refuge.
He lands not far from where she's sitting and kicks off his boots the second he's down. He grew up a stone's throw away from the beach but between Gravity Falls and being in space, it's been far too long since he's felt sand under his toes.
"It's nice here. It seems like a good alone-ey place."
He doesn't know what happened on her mission or how close she wants to be right now so he briefly puts his hand on her shoulder as he sits, a gentle 'I'm here if you need me' but otherwise gives her a little space. He's definitely within scooting distance, though.
"Are you okay?" he asks. "The last few missions have been a little..."
He can't think of a way to describe it that really gets the thought across so he just makes a sad trombone noise instead. It's been a rough few months.
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"People've been throwing around the word 'traumatizing' a lot." It's a joke and it's not, lighthearted and way too heavy at the same time. She wants to decide for herself if she's been traumatized or not, no matter how many people (Wash) try to tell her that's not how it works.
"Iiiiii think I'm going to go with 'rough' right now."
She does scoot closer, letting her hand run through the sand and the other wrap around his shoulders.
She still doesn't know if she's OK or not, but this is a lot closer than she's been in the last few days.
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