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revivalproject2020-01-11 06:21 pm
kallig) wrote in revivalproject2020-01-11 06:21 pm
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Open Log [4]
WHO: Altair Kallig & You
WHERE: Space IKEA, Greenhouse, the Beach
WHAT: Shenanigans
WHEN: 1/11 for Space IKEA, up until the start of the event for the greenhouse & beach
WARNINGS: None, will update if this changes
Space IKEA
Perhaps it was his desire for exploration showing itself. Perhaps a desire to kindle a few fond memories of trekking through tombs filled with traps and getting into all sorts of trouble. Perhaps it was the desire to find something useful, or something to help the project he was planning, or just something other than tending to the greenhouse or going to and from things and likely overstaying his welcome here and there.
Regardless he found himself going where there was confirmed things to pick through to search for something useful.
He did not venture entirely too far from the entrance though, digging through what he could see from beneath his veil, placing anything that seemed like it might be useful aside for later. It had been so long since he'd had to scavenge like this, but he supposed desperation could drive a person to do the strangest of things.
Greenhouse
Most days, Altair could be found working on his pet project, coming and going, tending to plants, and making stops to the farm to tend to the glownies every now and again, to ensure their continued survival.
Some days, he ventured further, to seek out plants he was not yet familiar with, making their location off on the map he'd drawn in the notebook he'd been gifted by the Agrii.
Regardless of what he was up to, however, he would certainly welcome company- and conversation.
Beach
It was peaceful, out by the ocean. Listening to the waves, feeling the lives of the fish swimming around out there, a mix of tranquility in the Force with moments of chaos- fish being chased by predators of some sort, he was sure. Such was the way of the world, after all. There was always something bigger and nastier out there, breaking the peace, before things settled once more.
At times, he wandered through the sand- picking up shells as they washed up, sometimes idly tossing rocks out into the water.
Most of the time, his visits to the beach were only to sit there, listening, meditating.
They didn't exactly lack for peace, at the moment. But it was nice, anyway, mostly being away from everything and anyone else.
Though a conversational partner certainly would not be turned away, either.
(He can also be ran into going to and from these places for those who would prefer that!)
WHERE: Space IKEA, Greenhouse, the Beach
WHAT: Shenanigans
WHEN: 1/11 for Space IKEA, up until the start of the event for the greenhouse & beach
WARNINGS: None, will update if this changes
Space IKEA
Perhaps it was his desire for exploration showing itself. Perhaps a desire to kindle a few fond memories of trekking through tombs filled with traps and getting into all sorts of trouble. Perhaps it was the desire to find something useful, or something to help the project he was planning, or just something other than tending to the greenhouse or going to and from things and likely overstaying his welcome here and there.
Regardless he found himself going where there was confirmed things to pick through to search for something useful.
He did not venture entirely too far from the entrance though, digging through what he could see from beneath his veil, placing anything that seemed like it might be useful aside for later. It had been so long since he'd had to scavenge like this, but he supposed desperation could drive a person to do the strangest of things.
Greenhouse
Most days, Altair could be found working on his pet project, coming and going, tending to plants, and making stops to the farm to tend to the glownies every now and again, to ensure their continued survival.
Some days, he ventured further, to seek out plants he was not yet familiar with, making their location off on the map he'd drawn in the notebook he'd been gifted by the Agrii.
Regardless of what he was up to, however, he would certainly welcome company- and conversation.
Beach
It was peaceful, out by the ocean. Listening to the waves, feeling the lives of the fish swimming around out there, a mix of tranquility in the Force with moments of chaos- fish being chased by predators of some sort, he was sure. Such was the way of the world, after all. There was always something bigger and nastier out there, breaking the peace, before things settled once more.
At times, he wandered through the sand- picking up shells as they washed up, sometimes idly tossing rocks out into the water.
Most of the time, his visits to the beach were only to sit there, listening, meditating.
They didn't exactly lack for peace, at the moment. But it was nice, anyway, mostly being away from everything and anyone else.
Though a conversational partner certainly would not be turned away, either.
(He can also be ran into going to and from these places for those who would prefer that!)