revivalproject | Temba Beach Party!

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Temba Beach Party!

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.

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He shakes his head, smiling. "No, never. But I can see how they did it, and it's clever!"

Kyle nods and tries to ignore the lack of hand washing. "Makes you uniquely suited to living here," he says. "So we're lucky to have you. Have you like, been doing ok?"

Kyle was full of positive comments today. Cobb was glad to see the kid in a good mood. He usually thought of him as nervous but well intentioned.

"I've been fine," he said, raising a drink in a toast to the kid. "Been fixing the houses up. Got a handful ready for folks to live in. So, if you're lookin' to get off a ship I figure it'll be first come, first serve."

Cobb had only picked one for himself and it wasn't ready for anyone except him. "You look good, kid."

He strives to be positive, he really does. He's just also sadly a nitpicking know-it-all with a shitty temper and anxiety. It's not a great combo, admittedly.

"Whoa, like a kitchen and bathroom and everything?" That's honestly almost impossible to imagine, considering the state of most things in Temba. Kyle himself has still been mostly hiding on the ship, as it feels the safest. Also: shower.

He wrinkles his nose. "Thanks. It's weird being back here, but I guess it also forces a shift in your perspective on life."

"Yeah, you want one?" Cobb had two fixed up. By the end of the month he'd definitely have third and possibly a forth depending on how things went. That left six more and one of those was his that he was slowly working on. "Come on by sometime to take a look."

Maybe Cobb was just fantastic at compartmentalizing but he didn't find it all that strange to get back. It's nice, actually. Besides being trapped on this planet he's actually glad to be here where he feels steady.

"You come to any great life changing realizations?" he asks, one eyebrow raised.

Kyle beams. "For seriously? I mean, yeah, sure! That sounds awesome. Jeez, I've never had my own bathroom."

He nods. "Yeah, I guess I did, sort of. I was really, really happy there. Aaaaaaaaaand now I'm back. So I can see exactly where I'm lacking in life, basically."

Cobb isn't that surprised to hear that. Lots of communal living where he comes from too. And Kyle seems a little young for owning a house but here he should manage it find. Lots of people to help him if he needed it.

He hums in agreement. He had been really happy too.

"Well, anything you're missing you can eventually get, right? Unless you had superpowers you want back." Cobb didn't miss his power but that life he would've liked to have piece of it back.

"I totally had superpowers," Kyle says glumly. "I had fucking laser eyes, dude." He sighs, but then he perks up a little.

"If I ever get back home, I think I do wanna continue on to law school, though. So that's something."

Meanwhile, Cobb had been athletic and blind. It had been an interesting time but Cobb is ready to move on. He has to move on.

"Aw, kid, come on. Don't do that. I like ya." Cobb is only sort of kidding. He doesn't like most folks involved with the law even though he's Marshal of a town. People took advantage of others too often when they had the "law" on their side.

Maybe Kyle's world isn't as corrupt as Tatooine though. "You'd better do the right thing if you're gonna do law business."

That makes him laugh. "Yeah, yeah. My dad's a lawyer, I've heard all the jokes."

It's certainly as corrupt, perhaps just less blatant about it. "I wanna do civil rights work," he explains. "You know, try and make sure people are actually treated equally and all that. The world's really, really unfair, and it drives me nuts."

They didn't exactly have lawyers on Tatooine. They were more like brokers and business dealers. Slave traders. Cobb was familiar with the concept but they weren't good people.

They sounded like better people in Kyle's world. Hopefully.

"Civil rights? What are civil rights?" Cobb wasn't familiar with the term. He could maybe parse out a meaning. Civilization rights? Like communities? Maybe that's what Kyle meant, some sort of law around building communities.

Kyle brightens. The boy loves to explain things. "Okay, well. Where I'm from, our society claims to be equal. Like you're supposed to be treated the same no matter what gender you identify as, or what race or religion you are, or what your sexuality is. But in practice, our society is like... a patriarchal corporatocracy with a lot of religious baggage and a history of genocide and racism. So!"

He leans forward a little. "We've got all these laws and traditions that were made to protect people who benefit from an unequal society. And so to challenge that it's a whole fucking process, and part of that means helping people who are getting screwed over. So ideally that's what I wanna do."

It sounded like the Core Worlds with their talk of civilization and peace and prosperity but they left the Outer Rim to suffer and struggle along anyway.

"Can't just... kill all those people tryin' to keep things unequal?" Because that seemed a lot easier to Cobb than trying to change the laws. Laws that those people in power controlled and like Kyle said would try and keep in control of.

Cobb liked the idea of an uprising a lot better.

Kyle laughs. "That would honestly be pretty awesome, but no."

He shrugs. "It's a pretty flawed system. But it's what we have, and it's not likely to be overthrown any time soon. If it did... well. Maybe I'd be a farmer, now."

Cobb makes a face. Right. Some places weren't as direct in dealing with their problems because they weren't completely overrun by criminals.

"Well, I hope you make things better for folks," he says with a little nod. "It's a good goal."

He pours some sauce over the steak before flipping it over. "Should try and make things better for those around you if you can. If you've got the means and the tools to do so."

And this is why Kyle likes Cobb: he's altruistic but practical. It's a combination that appeals deeply to him and sets him at ease. Cobb is not likely to have ulterior motives.

"I mean, that's what we're here for, right? On this planet, sure, but also just in general."

Cobb isn't one to get philosophical. He's never wondered about why he was born or what his purpose was. It had always been survive. The whole make things better only came later in life.

"Who knows? Ask the Jedi. They're good at those sorts of questions." Cobb waves towards Ezra who he sees in the distance. The other Jedi are around somewhere too he imagines. He hasn't mingled that much away from the grill.

"I'm here to cook."

Kyle shakes his head. "No, no I think I'm okay not bothering them again. I don't want to make them angry." Although he'll probably go say hi to Ezra.

"And I'm here to help! And swim. Do you swim?"

Cobb gives him a flat look. What part of spending his whole life on a desert planet did people not understand?

"No," he drawls. "There's no standing water where I'm from."

Cobb couldn't even conceptualize of a pool. It wasn't until he came here that he had any idea what an ocean really looked like.

There is no way he's going to go swimming or even put his feet in the water. He's staying by the hot fire where he's most comfortable.

"Oh, duh. Well, you should come in the water! I can teach you." He beams. "I've taught people before, I was a camp counselor a few summers!"

Of course, that meant he taught kids...

Cobb resisted the urge to sigh. Everyone was obsessed with getting him in the water. He wasn't interested in swimming with all these people around who might see something he didn't want them to see. Kyle and everyone else who had offered was just being helpful.

"I'll pass on that. Rather not learn to swim in water where there are things that might eat me." He might learn somewhere safe one day but not at this party. He was content behind the grill. "What's a camp counselor? You run a camp?"

How could they not want to get him in the water when it was so hot?

"Aw, well. Some day, then." He wasn't about to push, though. "Oh, yeah. Parents send their kids to stay in cabins in the woods and learn basic camping skills and you go swimming and canoeing and shit."

Thank the Maker Kyle wasn't as insistent as some of the others had been. People seemed real intent on getting him into the water. If he was a paranoid man he might think they wanted him drowned.

"Wait, you just leave your kids with strangers?" Cobb didn't like the sound of that. Who just abandoned their kids like that? With people they didn't know! It sounds like a horrible thing to do.

Cobb couldn't help but think what if the kids weren't there when the parents came back?

Kyle nods. "Well, you know, we were hired so it's not like... RANDOM people. I guess it does seem a little weird if you're not used to it."

He smiles a little. "I liked it, though. Kids are pretty cool, you know? You want any?"

The camp didn't sound sinister but Cobb had too many memories of kids getting sent away forever for him to really be comfortable with the idea.

"Ah, maybe one day." He shrugs. Honestly, he expected to die without a partner or children. He expected to die a slave but since getting his freedom he had started to wonder about those things a little more here and there.

"I like kids. They're fun. Sometimes look after the ones in town. My town where I'm from." He gestures to the group. "I'd look after the few here if it was needed too."

"Man, we're lucky there's no shortage of baby sitters here, huh? Like, not many kids but just in case. I'd totally look after the little green dude, he's a riot."

And yes, he knows Grogu is super super old, but he's still a little kid by green alien standards.

"You still miss home?"

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