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 Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 5:27 pm
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Ashton Carver 25/25
Ashton wasn't nervous -- Ashton hadn't been nervous, properly, for years -- but again, this was something far more out of his control than anything else. And that, naturally, made him uncomfortable, as it would anyone.
Ashton liked being in control of the situation: thus, jumping through a magic time portal to the year 1969 was, in retrospect, an astoundingly bad idea that he had no control over whatsoever. But he'd done it none the less, and now the challenge was surviving in this climate -- and/or thriving -- while playing his cards with both the hippies and the more 'proper' side of society, and -- it was a lot of work. He was tired. And he was at a concert and the urge to ask someone for a smoke was exceedingly tempting.
But he had people to talk to first, maybe.
He moved to Algernon, first, because not only did he suppose he'd known the modern version of the man well enough for having him as a professor, but - they'd already met. "I'm sorry about yesterday," he grinned sheepishly, averting his eyes. "Are you doing alright? This isn't normally my kind of scene, so I'm not really sure what to do."
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 7:01 pm
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Ves +1 Persuasion
The man who responded reminded her of someone she'd known as a child. An Adult. There hadn't been many of those in her life. "Yes, sir." She let a demure smile tug at the corners of her mouth and nodded at Finn. "My name is Ves. I'm new in town, but I guess I found the right event to attend."
Having offered her name and waiting for theirs in return, she reached for a cup of the lemonade. Whatever they had spiked it with was not fooling around. A sip, and she had to stifle a laugh as she shook her head in wonder. "This definitely has a mean bite." Mean. "Helps with relaxing, though, hm?"
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Rylan
"Feed it slowly, that's a good call," he said, nodding as he hunkered down beside Junpier and Nasir and did his best not to keep eyeing the giant open flame. It was fine. People lit bonfires all the time and nothing happened. "I'm..." He thought of the pseudo-him at the other bonfire, where Ves was presumably digging for information, and wondered how likely it was those two groups might converge. How odd would it be to have two Rylans who looked quite like each other? "My name's Ry," he decided. A little easier to get away with, maybe.
"I love a good s'more. Of course, I don't think I've ever managed to make one without burning it." He grinned and shrugged. Didn't have the patience for it, and it always came back to bite him in the end when his marshmallow was a charred ball of soot. "I just got here, but I'm glad I came. Music and company, you can't really ask for more."
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 7:29 pm
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"Yes," Ashton smiled, friendly and passive, "that's me, I wouldn't have been mad if you hadn't remembered -- it's really a very common name. I know I did just apologize for it, though, but -" he winced - "you look very similar to a professor I believe most of us had at some point...have you ever considered writing, Algernon?" It was a polite question, with no hidden motives whatsoever. "And I hate to ask, too, but -- is there any chance you could explain who some of these people are? I don't want to make an idiot of myself when I say hello."
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 7:40 pm
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"People aren't crabs," sniffs Vivien, but she is charmed enough by America's friendly attitude to scoot a little closer. "I can't go to the moon to stay because there's no atmosphere on the moon. I gotta breathe all the time, even on the moon, so I can only go for a little while because escape velocity is very high if you want to leave the Earth."
She sighs, thinking about it.
"I went to the planetarium in Boston and the docent said girls couldn't go to the moon so I'm going to go to the moon just to make him wrong." She looks at America, very flatly, eyebrows completely level and mouth firmed up into a thin line. "Mama says that's not a good reason to do something. What d'you think, Miz Jones?"
Melany seems pretty used to being watched, and drapes an arm around Ezra's shoulder. Even completely human, or appearing to be, her face had some of that powerfully eldritch quality.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 7:47 pm
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south bonfire || Leila (C+1), Eve (P+2)
It was a concert, which the couple would have been looking forward too if it hadn't been a concert on the beach. Eve was not happy. They'd been fortunate enough to catch the attention of some strangers kind enough to drive their truck out next to the smaller bonfire so she could sit in the back, but as far as she was concerned that was barely an acceptable solution. It meant she was totally stuck.
"Holy ********... it's me."
Leila's shocked and reverent whisper quickly cut through any possibility of further rumination. There was no mistake about it: lit by the warm glow of the bonfire was the spitting image of herself at 19, give or take a few life choices. Same gas station shades she never grew out of, even. But instead of being a still photo or fuzzy memory of a reflection, this younger Leila was moving and talking. Same intermittent sways and dips of the head and hands. In spite of herself, for some reason this filled her with bubbly joy -- perhaps because it was the first time this actually felt like a magical time travel adventure.
With a bit of nostalgia.
Eve was utterly beside herself with how adorable the late-teenage version of her wife was. "Hey, Inspector!" she called to Shun. "Introduce us to your friends, would you? We brought lemon bars."
They really had brought lemon bars. Leila had been so put out by seeing one and not getting to eat it they went out and got a bunch.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 8:19 pm
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America Jones +1 Crab People in Space
"But can't crabs be people?" America offers mildly. The smile fades soon, though, and by the time she's Miz Jones'd, the girl is shaking her head.
"I think it's silly." And before there could be a misunderstanding, she goes on, "Don't bother with Can't Folks, sweetpea, they don't got any sense." Crouching to look the little astronaut in the eyes, America explains, "There can be a million fellows saying a girl can't go to the moon, every hour of every day of their lives, and all it takes is a single girl going and doing it to prove them wrong. Forever."
And then she's smiling again, "Can't Folks are just wasting their time while you're busy off being a heckuva lot smarter than me 'bout moon business and makin' Big Plans."
shixbrogane ngl America also wants to see a crab in a space suit now
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 6:06 am
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south bonfire || Finn, Rylan, Leila
"Probably go all night, even after the music stops," The other man who was not Finn spoke. He was slightly younger but they had a similar bearing. He again glanced at Vivien on the beach with the stranger, "We'll probably stick around to make sure these fires go down properly."
Finn had an agreeing nod on that point as well as seeming satisfied enough that Ves had introduced herself, "Finn Derouen."
"There should be some more music but most people are here for that band," The other man seemed a little more into the music and looking for others, like friends who hadn't showed. He did introduce himself with a pleasant enough nod, "Cam Rylan."
Leila it seemed was craning to look for the band again but realized there were introductions and smiled gently at everyone, though she still seemed a bit uneasy, "Leila. Hi."
Someone calling out the name 'INSPECTOR' had them all looking to see the newly arrived women. Cam's mouth quirked and he spoke low to Leila near him, "She could be your mom.. "
Leila looked a bit self conscious honestly, especially when she happened to notice the other lady in the back of the truck. She smoothed her hair a bit and spoke to Cam, "What? No. What?" But she did, it was true, and somehow that bothered her.
But lemon bars. She wanted a lemon bar.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 6:35 am
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north bonfire || Nasir & Algernon
Nasir smiled at Ry and couldn't help a small wave even though the man was right there, "I'm Nasir." He couldn't help but think that Ry looked like their fire chief but it would be rude to just blurt those things out so he simply fiddled with the bag of marshmallows he'd brought along.
"I kind of like the slightly charred marshmallows," He nodded with a small smile, "A little firey but melty. A char flavor can't be overlooked sometime..." Nasir apparently was into food.
"Not particularly," Algernon's brow furrowed, though it made more sense now why he'd felt like he was left out of some joke that whole strange group was in on. "I study the classics. I'm aiming for museum curation by the end hopefully.." He seemed to be an academic because it suited him.
Asked about the people around Alg could only rub his face a bit, "I don't know everyone." He was being honest, "I know those two are teachers." He motioned across at Juniper and Nasir, "And I know I saw the fire chief around."
His brows raised, "Probably more natural to introduce yourself to anyone you're interested in. Than to be a stranger who knew all about them, hm?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 8:38 am
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south bonfire || Leila (C+1), Eve (P+2)
The lemon bars were piled in a brown paper bag, which the older Leila leaned down to present to the group as she fitfully avoided making too many glances at her younger double. "Would you believe that's my name too?" she smiled amicably, taking a chance at some direct eye contact. "Who knows, maybe I'm actually you from the future."
This was said with an exaggeratedly spooky voice which made Eve snort a little. Part of the werefox was waiting for a glare from one of their travelling companions, but with Sunday having mentioned no one was going to remember them, who gave a s**t if anyone took the joke seriously?
"And that's Eve," Leila continued. "She's my--"
Not being able to safely say they were married made her voice and expression falter for a split second, as it had every time they'd introduced themselves in this era so far.
"...friend."
The lemon bars were stuck together a bit in the bag, and the crust was a bit crumbly, but overall they were perfectly delicious.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 9:19 am
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Ves to south bonfire. Persuasion +1
"Good men have good ideas," Ves said, raising her cup at older-Rylan's words. Cam, she decided to refer to this one, to keep him separate from the one she's showed up to this timeline with. "It's a pleasure to meet you all. I'm glad I picked this bonfire to sit down at."
As Leila and Eve joined the group, she sipped at her lemonade, taking it slow. It wouldn't do to chug too much and knock herself out before they'd gotten to better, juicier topics of conversation.
"Do you all know each other, then?" Ves added, picking up on Shun's nice town train of thought. "Seems like a small enough town. Cozy?" Maybe not quite the right word, but it was the kind of place where everyone looked familiar and news traveled fast.
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Rylan to north bonfire
Rylan grinned. Nasir had a certain charm that made him eminently likable, and it wasn't hard to give in to the talk of food. He wasn't much for finesse, but if the topic was Things You Can Eat, Rylan was pretty much sold.
"Fiery but melty sounds great," he admitted. "How do you control it though? Fire is... wild." This, Ry knew from experience. Just because it was on a little marshmallow didn't make the fire tame.
"What about you?" He asked of Juniper. "Are you more of a char, or a plain melty person?"
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