Temba Beach Party!

[beholding_archivist]

WHO: EVERYONE!!
WHERE: Temba Beach
WHAT: BEACH PARTY TIME!!
WHEN: noooooooow
Notes: Mix & Match the prompts as desired. Any format goes!
WARNINGS: Pride Birbs. It's Pride month. So. PRIDE BIRBS! Oh. And you may add your own warning labels to the respective threads, I suppose.



Isn't it amazing what people can achieve when several come together and pool their ideas and resources for a shared goal?

It certainly is in Jon's eyes, whose innate lack of creativity originally has gone as far as bringing some blankets to the beach and hoping for a good mood. What has ended up being set up on the bluish, almost purple sand of the beach is far beyond anything he would have imagined and he won't deny being glad he has reached out over the network with his little suggestion.

Of Barbecues, Grills and other Beverages

Do you remember Cobb asking for a grill to be made for him? Right. That grill can be found at the party. Kyle has offered to prepare burgers to be grilled along with whatever meat selection the diner has to offer and Clarice is the person to thank for the home made ice pops, created from native fruits such as glueberries and mangourd. Of course these are kept fresh under a parasol and in an insulated box mostly buried into the sun. That's how the majority of the drinks offered at this party are being kept cool as well.

If you want to catch one of those fat green lobsters roaming the beach as well and toss it onto the grill, you sure can try.

INTO THE OCEAN!!

You better bring your swimwear, because jumping into the water is an option. No actually dangerous creatures are this close to the shore, making swimming or potential swimming lessons very much possible.

Tony also ensured there is a little kiddie pool for the babies. And Cobb.

Someone brought an inflatable Eyeball?

Before anyone asks, it wasn't Jon. But it's there. An inflatable eye beach ball.

Any questions? Yes? Good.

Lounging in the Shade & Music

Parasols, blankets and a guitar borrowed from Cayde's bar. Sit down, relax, chat. And if you know how to play this instrument, you're very welcome to do so.

Let there be BIRBS

Have you wondered yet why those birds are in the banner for this party? It's because they are here.

At first they linger in the trees near the beach, watching and squawking and being colorful parrots. As a little time passes, they leave the safety of their trees and start coming over, sitting on parasols, hopping curiously between this oddly large amount of people gathering at their beach and in all likelihood attempting to steal a snack or two.

But if you pay close attention, you can also observe them swooping down at the nearby lobsters, easily picking them up and carry them back into the nearby forest. Apparently these birds aren't just colorful and curious they also hunt lobsters. Who could have known...

Don't forget the Caves

Actually not far from our little party waits the entrance to the caves. Take a wrong turn in them and you will find yourself in a large chamber filled with those energy crystals that make all your technology glow and go insane or result in your powers to fluctuate greatly. Take the right turn, and you find yourself at those mysterious hot springs only few know about.

To be fair, the actual party is at the beach, but who knows when the need for some privacy arises.

When it gets Dark we gather around the Rainbow Colored Fire Pit

While set up at the edge of the gathering, the fire pit Tony and Cayde have set up to have a bonfire in easily is one of the center pieces of the party. Benches and seats either brought over from Temba or crafted from different material are set up around it and once the sun begins to set and the bonfire gets lit along with the many torches set up around the party, the invitation to remain a little longer couldn't be clearer.

There's more to it than just a cozy fire, a pleasant atmosphere and the company of friends. Next to the fire pit sits a small box. In that box, wrapped in plain tissue paper, are what at first glance are little more than lumps of wax. But mixed into this wax are different chemicals and tossing these into the pit will result in the fire burning with different colors or even sparkle. Way to set the mood and linger as the party winds down.

Due to health concerns Jon does not recommend cooking any food over the chemically altered flames, thank you.

Comments

[hooliganstatus]

"Of course." Aeon wiggled her toes in the sand, preoccupied for a moment with the way the grains felt between them. Swish, slide, the tiniest crunch where some of the sand stuck together more stubbornly.

"It's strange not having as many secrets to keep, here," she said after a short silence. Given how she and Nat had met, she had a feeling the redhead might understand exactly what she meant.

[ms_unknown]

The silence between them is a comfortable one. She know little about Aeon, and yet she feels like she knows her. There's some amount of familiarity in their shared histories of espionage and secrets. Different world or not, a spy was a spy.

She looks up when the other woman speaks. After a second, she nods slowly. "Yes. And knowing the ones we know won't make any difference here."

[hooliganstatus]

"I was fine at first: there were things to explore. Places to gather information on - since that's what they want us to do. But ..." She breathed in slowly. The others here had been a little helpful, but ... she still got the feeling none of them understood exactly how she was processing everything in the aftermath of the illusory city.

"... Something happened, a couple of months ago, and it's making me question a lot of the things I did back home. Consequences I didn't see. ... Has anything like that ever happened to you?"

[ms_unknown]

Nat glanced over at Aeon. They were very similar in many ways. The question just makes that all the more apparent.

"Several times. It's one of the dangers of living like we do."

[hooliganstatus]

"I'd never really thought about it, not before this. I just did the jobs. Moved on. But you sound like you've learned how to deal with it."

Aeon frowned a little, looking out at the sea. The waves crashed in, pulling some of the sand back along with them, only to disappear. Eventually they ground rocks to sand, too. She wondered if that was what she had been ... but maybe she wasn't the wave, but the rock. It was hard to tell.

"Any pointers?"

Spoilers for Black Widow

[ms_unknown]

She scoffed a little laugh. "Deal? Maybe. I thought I did."

Sighing, she leans back on her hands, thinking. "First, I thought I was dealing by doing good instead of just killing people. Wiping out the red in my ledger..." At what cost... She stole Dreykov's daughter's life. "When my past came back to haunt me, I got revenge. That's not always possible, though." Pausing for a moment, she thinks. Taking down the Red Room had helped her feel better. It didn't erase everything, though. Not by a longshot. Finally, she shrugs a little, "All we can do is keep looking forward."

[hooliganstatus]

"Revenge is ... I don't think I have anything that needs avenging. More people would probably have that problem with me if they were here." She sighs, reaching down to doodle idly in the sand.

"A lot of people have told me that going forward is all I can do. But some days what's behind me weighs ... a lot more than expected."

[ms_unknown]

She nods. "It can weigh you down. I'll be fine for a long time, them something will remind me and it gets heavier."

It's strange talking about things like this... But somehow freeing.

[hooliganstatus]

"No one else told me it comes and goes." Aeon's doodle turned into a crawling mass of leaves and vines. "... They said they understood, but ... knowing that? I don't know if they really do."