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revivalproject2023-09-01 03:33 pm
doubled_speed) wrote in revivalproject2023-09-01 03:33 pm
[Open] These Broken Pieces Of Life
WHO: Tommy Shepherd, Open
WHERE: Young Avengers HQ, The Diner, The Greenhouse, The Beach Cave Hot Springs
WHAT: Returning to Temba, Broken Down Home, Farming, Failing To Hide Emotional Pain.
WHEN: August 1st through 15th
WARNINGS: N/A
I. Another Ruined Home | Young Avengers HQ
WHERE: Young Avengers HQ, The Diner, The Greenhouse, The Beach Cave Hot Springs
WHAT: Returning to Temba, Broken Down Home, Farming, Failing To Hide Emotional Pain.
WHEN: August 1st through 15th
WARNINGS: N/A
I. Another Ruined Home | Young Avengers HQ
Freedom. Sunlight. A sandwich made of greens and beautiful vegetables from the greenhouse. A meal that was doing nothing to make what was before him any better. Home, for the last several years... Broken.II. Moving In Day | The Diner
"Fucking hell," he grumbled around his mouthful of baconroom wrap. "Because when it fucking rains..."
It fucking poured. The roof was busted open, the door fallen off, and he could already see through the opening that their shared living room space was fucked. And now Tommy had no choice but to hope that things would be fixable. That he could bring out the things that mattered until such time he could have his home and his life back.
"Fat chance that, with my luck."
It's only temporary, Tommy tells himself as he pushes into the Diner and puts the heavy box in his arms on the table. He's so tired after all of the work of cleaning the HQ out. Fuck, he just hadn't wanted to deal with that today.III. Whistle While You Work | The Greenhouse
"Tea," he decides, moving to the counter to fish out the kettle so he could fill it with water. Once he's got the thing full and his hand near it to start heating it, he looks to the door in the corner that he never really used. One of the two sets of stairs that led up into the apartment that was once Eli's. A space that hadn't been used in years.
"Home sweet home I guess. But damn, how am I supposed to get a new bed up the stairs? They're narrow!"
Stressed? Frustrated by the turn of events? Need to feel accomplished in life? Have you ever considered Farming(tm)?!IV. The Calm Is A Lie | Beach Caves Hot Spring
Tommy groans at the voice running stupid infomercials in his head as he enters the greenhouse, grabs a basket with pruning sheers and gloves from the door, and looks around. The green, the smell of plants, the familiarity of this place... It's strangely soothing to Tommy. Like coming home. Perhaps it was, given no one had put as many years of care and attention into this place as he had.
And this? This was the place he remembers. Tommy immediately moves to the first area where he should have been harvesting already and sets into it. And he pauses only when he hears motion.
"Someone there?" he calls out, looking around. Strange. Not many people came here like he did.
He didn't come here often. There was always the risk he'd turn the wrong way and end up in the crystal rich parts of the minds. Super charging his powers right now was not something Tommy was particularly keen on. It would only make all of this decidedly worse.
Caution was the watch word as he moved through the caves, hand on a wall, until he could hear the water and feel the heat. The springs. A place to soak sore muscles, and he'd been sore as hell since they'd headed underground. No amount of sauna could have helped with it. Now Tommy didn't hesitate for even a second to strip out of his clothes and slip into the almost too hot water.
"Fuck," he mumbled once he was settled into it. It felt so good. So freeing. So nice.
"Fuck," he repeated as he felt a sting in his eyes. It's just from the heat of the water. It's from how hot it is, turning his skin a little pinker. That's it. He's not crying. He's not crying.
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Sure, it's a bit bigger than a knife. But hey - it still works, right?
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"Dude, you can't cut mushrooms off their clusters like that."
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Sure he can. The Master Sword's an all-purposes tool. Link can use it for practically anything.
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"We're getting you a work knife for the greenhouse. Geeze guy, you're going to hurt the plants if you only use something that large."
Which is going to be a mess.
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Sure, the Sword was maybe a little big for the job. Just a bit. But Link could make it work.
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Sometimes. Maybe. Probably.
can we handwave this closed? Let them gather in quiet?
Sounds good!