there's no need to bounce off the handle [Mingle Thread]

[letsgolegion]

Who| Open to everyone not in Murderworld
What| A team retreat goes wrong
Where| The Planet Mellorus
When| Takes place during the first two days of Murderworld
Warnings/Notes| Everyone will have left for Mellorus before the rest of the team went missing, and will return in time for rescue/reunions on the third day. Anyone on Mellorus will be out of contact with Legion World and not find out about the other Legionnaires going missing until they return.

Mellorus is a world known for its stunning mountain vistas, purple seas, and thickets of reeds that sound like woodwinds when the wind blows. As such, it's a popular vacation planet, covered in resorts and retreats.

With the recent sudden increase in new Legionnaires, the team rented out an entire retreat in a village in between the foot of the mountains and the ocean, to allow them to get to know each other in comfort and style. However, the festivities won't stay peaceful for long.

Comments

[thewildflower]

"So he's a boy, then...alright. I'm sure we can make it work."

Is it cheating to have little men pop up on shoulders to provide additional hints? She's not sure. She's also not sure if she cares all that much, because this seems over the top. Rebecca's never been asked to perform something like this before, but if she has to...

"Those are the mines I'm familiar with, but we only ever used them on the battlefield, not for...children's games."

She says this while she, Rebecca, is sixteen years old and is definitely still a child who cries at night sometimes. But she's tough! She's dependable. Her own hand is gloved (her superhero name is 'bracer' after all). It's time to do this, and her first task is going to be getting him to dodge one of the moving ones. Since it's time to let go and step back, she moves just a little off to the side.

"There's one in front of us...it's like a sentry, sir, it moves in a circle. It's not going to move towards us, is it?"

She has no idea how robots work, good luck!

[goddamngrenades]

"Training exercises got intense sometimes." It's a gross understatement but- hey. That's kind of the only way to not think about it and lose his mind at the moment, blindfolded and walking into a room full of obstacles and mines.

He can kind of hear the pass of the whatever floating in front of him, but-

"Clockwise or counterclockwise?" He's blind, he can't really tell. "But my money's on if we trip it's motion sensor it'll come at us, yeah."

[thewildflower]

Oh, boy. If she has to give directions to York while also watching out for chasing robots and obstacles in the direction he's running...well, let's just say she's glad she's not on the other end of this at the moment.

But she's not going to give up! Working together is her ideal outcome.

"It's moving counterclockwise...can you hear it? It's humming a little. Right...right now, it's at twelve o'clock! So...when I say to move, I need you to move forward and left so you don't get close enough to, um, get it to notice you."

She's pretty sure she can do this.

[goddamngrenades]

"That's what that is? Ok. Yeah I can hear it." Kinda. A little more than if he was looking at it but he shifts his weight slightly to the balls of is feet and waits for the word. "Got it. Say the word uh- I didn't get your name."

Shit he didn't give his either. Manners, York, where are they?

"I'm York." Like that's. A thing. Maybe they go by name names? Codenames? What is the policy here on code vs regular names, what is he supposed to go by, shit. Focus on the whirring mine. "You got this, I'm pretty sure."

Mostly sure.

Like, fifty percent sure.