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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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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?"

"Yeah, he's a good kid." Cobb looks around and spots him off playing, looking like he's having a good time without a care in the world. He'd look for Din later once the embers had died down at the grill.

"Always gonna miss home. It's home." He raises an eyebrow at the question. "Don't you miss yours?"

If Kyle didn't miss home Cobb had some questions about how bad it was. Even Cobb missed his miserable fucking desert planet where there was nothing but heat, dust and slavery.

Kyle nods. "Yup. Every single day. I worry about my family a lot. I mean, I know they're probably fine, but..." He shrugs.

"What if something happens, you know? While I'm off on some other planet. Like what if they need me and I'm not there? Or even like... what if I'm gone a really long time and they think I'm dead? That's horrible. Would they get over it? I guess so. But that's also horrible, because like... what if I go back ten years from now and they're like, wow, we kinda forgot about you."

Kyle worries a lot. About almost everything.

Ah, there it is, the worry he tends to expect from Kyle. He lets the kid ramble and get it off his chest. Sometimes, people just needed to talk.

"I doubt anyone could forget knowing you," he muses with a little bit of a grin. Kyle left an impression, that is for damn sure. Even when Cobb went back he would remember Kyle.

"Folks might move on. They don't really have a choice. Gotta keep living. But you'll have a great story to tell 'em when you get back."

He's a bit of a nervous personality.

He smiles a little. "I don't know if that's good or bad," he admits.

"Yeah. Yeah, I know, I'd want them to." He looks around, smile becoming a little more natural. "It'll suck to leave though, too, won't it? You make friends and... you know, uh. Romantic connections. So you can't win. I guess the only thing to do is live in the moment."

Loss is part of life. A big part of Cobb's life. He'd miss all these people when they finally left but many of these people he wouldn't lose. He'd look for Obi-Wan in the desert. He'd try and get word to Merrin and Cal out there in the galaxy somewhere.

And Din would just have to swing by Tatooine whenever he wanted to visit.

"You've got a romantic connection?" Cobb teases, nudging them away from the more serious conversation. "You've been busy since we last talked."

"I didn't say I did!" Although the fact that he goes bright red is probably a dead giveaway. "I meant YOU might, or like Jon and Tony, you know? People hook up."

He's going to check burgers that do not need checking, now.

Oh, that protest told Cobb everything he needed to know. Also, Kyle has no sabaac face. He's clearly lying about that.

"No? Young handsome man like you?" Cobb clicks his tongue and tugs on his apron. "Maybe you should be wearin' this and see if you get some attention."

Not that it got Cobb much while he was here. Everyone here was so respectful of personal space. He genuinely appreciates that.

Kyle makes a face. "I'm not handsome," he mutters. "But, no, thanks, it's cool. I'm. Uhm. It's... sort of complicated."

He grins. "Besides, it looks so good on you. Gives you major like, hot dad vibes."

"The good sort of complicated or the bad sort?" Cobb figures a little gentle coaxing to talk about it might help Kyle. They're pretty much left alone at the grill.

The hot dad thing makes him laugh. No one has ever called him that before. "Now, now, don't you start flirtin'. You're too young for me, kid."

He shakes a finger at him.

"The weird kind. When we were in Billy's city, it was like... we were totally in love. And now we're back here. So. It's weird. But we came to the beach together!" He can't hide being pleased by that fact.

He laughs. "Yeah, don't worry. I'm not into older men. But I can recognise good looks."

Kyle has yet to mention a name. Cobb hadn't missed that little fact. And he hadn't seen who Kyle came with. "Well, here's hoping that lasts for you." He picks up his drink and toasts Kyle. "We all need a reason to smile around here. Find happiness where you can."

He runs his hand through his hair and gives his most charming grin. He can be a handsome bastard when he tries. "You don't have to spend all your time at the grill if you want to be with them instead."

"Thanks." He smiles and it makes him look both calmer and even more vulnerable. "That's kinda what I figure, too. He drives me fucking nuts, but I can't just ignore what felt like a whole relationship, you know?"

There's terms for guys like Cobb on earth, Kyle thinks: DILF, maybe, or Silver Fox.

"Oh, yeah, I know. I'll catch up with him in a bit. This is cool for now. Nice to be useful."

"Yeah, I'm familiar with that feeling." He looks around and points towards Merrin. "She was my daughter in that other world. Still feel pretty protective and fatherly towards her even though she doesn't need anyone's protection."

Merrin would be fine without him. The girl was tough but he still wanted to make sure nothing happened to her. She was a good kid.

"Alright, but if you wanna take him something feel free to step away."

Kyle looks and nods. "Yeah, she doesn't look it, but like... whatever, it's not bad to be protective as long as it doesn't get overbearing." He considers something for a moment, then says, "It's sort of good, in a weird way, that we lived through that. I mean not ENTIRELY, but in terms of showing us how we can all fit together, for good or for ill."

Kyle nods. "Yeah, I'll take him something at some point, totally." Is he blushing? Yes. Yes, he is.

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