Log // Catch-All for April - OTA

[out_of_order]

WHO: Cal Kestis, BD-1 and you!
WHERE: Around Temba
WHAT: Exploring, fixing stuff, poking around and scavenging
WHEN: Catch-all for April
WARNINGS: N/A

Without the threat of a storm looming over them, Cal figures it's as good a time as any to try to get anything done. There seems to be plenty to see, and he's had his share of experiences when it comes to roaming ruins. The replicator project has been a success, and in no small part due to the help of Cipher Nine and Hux. What else needs fixing around here? Other than...well, everything.



Green
In the northwest part of the city he's begun clearing out one of the larger buildings. The space had seemed ample enough for a suitable work area, and the adjoining room suitable for storage. If not moving things around, Cal can be found bringing in some things, likely broken, very much salvaged, from wherever his wanderings have been.

...or you might catch him napping on a makeshift pallet in a corner while BD-1 plays around in a box of junk. Hey, even Jedi get exhausted! Who knew?




Blue
Running around some random ruins is probably training enough, but sometimes it's nice to know you're in a controlled space. The old theater looks sturdy enough, and given it's still standing as it is after so long, Cal hopes his trust in the architecture isn't unfounded.

If he's not found climbing along the sides of the highest raised rows or making impossible jumps (or heaven forbid, wall-running), he might be found at ground level at the theater's center, going through some exercises with a metal rod (probably a thin pipe) he'd found somewhere. It's far from a lightsaber and it makes him miss the one he's lost, but he goes through the forms fluidly and with as much care as if he still wields a blade of light.

Alternatively he can be found by the flood plain, looking very much like he's contemplating a swim as he wonders what the waters have swallowed up.



(OOC: Or choose your own adventure/wildcard! If you're up for doing anything else or have any ideas, tag away or PM/plurk/discord (Trilobite Punch#4073) me! :D And if action tags are more your thing over prose, I'll go with whatever your pref.)

Comments

[in_extremis]

"Who said we were fighting?" Tony asked as Jon fought for his dignity. Cal wasn't giving him much, but at least that tiny data point suggested the hypocrisy he had put on the table had less to do with his own violent streak than the fallout here. It was entirely possible, after that performance, that Jon was the emotionally healthy one here. It clicked for Tony-- of course Cal had a complicated relationship with expressing his weaknesses, he had basically said the army raised him. Tony cocked his head, locking Cal into a scrutinizing stare that promised Tony was reading his hard drive, then all at once released both him an Jon with a final pat to Jon's back and swung back around to the bag he had left over by the seats. They weren't going to get anywhere like this, not with everyone on edge now. Cal was going to have to be unsuspecting for Tony to tease the details out of him.

"Listen, Jon wants to talk about it, he freaked himself out," he pointed out, letting Jon decide if he still wanted the confrontation now that he had someone to be more frustrated with than himself. To neither of them in particular, Tony added, "I'll say this, though: I've seen guys do way worse shit when they get like that, so don't get yourself too worked up over what you did. That's wasting time."

[out_of_order]

It's kind of amazing how Jon's feelings have shifted completely off one track and onto another. Cal's not sure it's any better, and he's not sure if gaining Tony's attention instead is any improvement for the situation.

Sooner or later... he tells himself, knowing that being so physically distanced from the problems he'd been forcibly pulled away from don't give him an excuse to pretend nothing happened. Not that that's something so easily done anyway.

He meets Tony's look as calmly as he can, having at least managed to get a handle on his own breathing and heart rate by now. His eyes shift towards Jon then, and then back to the former. "If he wants, he can talk about it. If not now, maybe another time." He tilts his head in Jon's direction as once again he looks at the Archivist, but he's already said earlier, he's not going about forcing anyone and he hopes that translates.

"...I agree though. It's a waste of time. But sometimes it's difficult to let go, because of the things that might have lead up to it."

Cal turns away from them, and with hardly a glance in the direction of the abandoned pipe on the ground, the thing flies to his hand as though attracted magnetically. This session's as good as over, and he's of the same opinion anything more might get done today, so he's willing to bow out. Running away from things doesn't solve matters, but he understands a need for space and time to think as well.

[beholding_archivist]

Despite originally having been the first ready to walk away, Jon finds himself to be the last left behind. And seeing how first Tony and then Cal turn away from him in a very literal way feels oddly appropriate - In an unpleasant way.

He isn't going to stop either of them, even now that he's been released and flustered embarrassment crumbles away in favor of a certain brand of guilt and regret. At least he is quite used at carrying the blame and regrets... Well. He has a long list of those as well. But it wouldn't be fair to hold either of the others back. It doesn't feel right. They made it clear enough that they have no interest in wasting any more time and it's hard to argue with that.

It's as the others take their leave that he picks up the familiar whirring noise of a tape recorder. And he spots the device shortly after as well. Still recording.

Right.

Jon will harvest the tape before taking his own leave. And maybe he will listen to this entire conversation again one day. Maybe. If he feels like wasting some time.