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legionmissions2016-05-11 02:22 pm
kingtyrantranger) wrote in legionmissions2016-05-11 02:22 pm
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Who| Jason and the Beachwarmers
What| Going camping! Making friends! A mixed thing, just do whatever and have fun.
Where| On a private island owned by R.J. Brande.
When| Post Naltor and Mystery Plots, pre-next plot
Warnings/Notes| None yet
All in all, the beach itself is gorgeous. Clear waters, a perfect temperature, white sand, some nice, shady woods deeper in on the island... It all looks fantastic, like it came off of a postcard. There's not a hint of land off in the distance, but they can get a threshold gate if the need arises.
Jason honestly didn't plan much out. He's packed for different activities, like food (sadly lacking in hot dogs), sun lotion, drinks (though if you wanted something alcoholic, you'll be disappointed), a beach ball, a volleyball with a net setup, some tents, and some snorkeling gear, all pre-staged on the island. He tried to cover a bunch of activities, but he really didn't have much of an idea of how many people would be showing up or what they'd want to do, so he just prepped for the most possible.
If they day is crisp and beautiful, the night is something else entirely. Still perfectly warm, by the time the Legionnaires have worn themselves out, the stars are out in force. With no light pollution around, the night sky is full of colors and stars, with the visible portion of the Milky Way cutting a majestic arc across the sky. Night swimming is still available, the water's fine and the camp fire is visible for a long way.
[[Whoops, I'd meant to post this on Saturday, but time got away from me. I thought about setting up activities and such, but decided that it'd be best just to let people come up with whatever. If it involves gear of some kind, feel free to handwave that Jason took care of it. There's a few different activity headers put up, so feel free to tag around or post a separate starter if you have any further ideas or want to do something else!
If you didn't tag here, don't worry about it. We can handwave any of that in favor of the main action here.
and now posted in the correct community. Whoops again.]]
What| Going camping! Making friends! A mixed thing, just do whatever and have fun.
Where| On a private island owned by R.J. Brande.
When| Post Naltor and Mystery Plots, pre-next plot
Warnings/Notes| None yet
All in all, the beach itself is gorgeous. Clear waters, a perfect temperature, white sand, some nice, shady woods deeper in on the island... It all looks fantastic, like it came off of a postcard. There's not a hint of land off in the distance, but they can get a threshold gate if the need arises.
Jason honestly didn't plan much out. He's packed for different activities, like food (sadly lacking in hot dogs), sun lotion, drinks (though if you wanted something alcoholic, you'll be disappointed), a beach ball, a volleyball with a net setup, some tents, and some snorkeling gear, all pre-staged on the island. He tried to cover a bunch of activities, but he really didn't have much of an idea of how many people would be showing up or what they'd want to do, so he just prepped for the most possible.
If they day is crisp and beautiful, the night is something else entirely. Still perfectly warm, by the time the Legionnaires have worn themselves out, the stars are out in force. With no light pollution around, the night sky is full of colors and stars, with the visible portion of the Milky Way cutting a majestic arc across the sky. Night swimming is still available, the water's fine and the camp fire is visible for a long way.
[[Whoops, I'd meant to post this on Saturday, but time got away from me. I thought about setting up activities and such, but decided that it'd be best just to let people come up with whatever. If it involves gear of some kind, feel free to handwave that Jason took care of it. There's a few different activity headers put up, so feel free to tag around or post a separate starter if you have any further ideas or want to do something else!
If you didn't tag here, don't worry about it. We can handwave any of that in favor of the main action here.
and now posted in the correct community. Whoops again.]]
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Sometimes he had trouble remembering exactly how much time had passed from now to then. It hadn't meant much to Parallax or the Spectre.
"It was with Barry, though. And Alan and Jay. And somehow, every possible thing that could go wrong did, because Alan decided that was the best way to make a point to me when I was being too hardheaded to just listen to it." He sounded fond, not irritated.
He leaned back in his chair and took a long sip of his beer. "When you think of how many times we've almost lost it..." He didn't bother counting threats to the entire planet. There'd been too many to even start, and he figured it had to be the same for Rich. "But here it is."
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The Legion kept them awful busy, just like things in their own universes kept them busy. But their organization meant things were definitely different.
"Remember how I was saying I wanted to organize things with the heroes back home? I still wanna do that. Look how busy we are with the Legion, but we still have a minute to catch our breath, you know? Because if something goes wrong, they can just buzz us and we can threshold up to Legion World and ship out in minutes."
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And they had so much more space to cover, besides. A better organized surveillance system, a staff in place to help with the duty of monitoring everything, and the ability to get around quickly via threshold gate...it was a formidable combination.
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He smiled a little smile.
"I don't even wanna know what kind of future my world has one thousand years from the present. I'd be terrified to find out what happens a just a year from the present."
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"It's...a little surreal," he said, finally. "It didn't really sink in until we checked out that museum, but seeing all of that here, a thousand years down the line...it's nothing I ever thought I'd see. But to be fair, I don't think about the future that much."
Too busy, usually. One thing after another.
(Or maybe he just wasn't ready to spend too much time looking to a future he had no idea what he wanted to do with, or whether he'd have anyone to share with.)