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revivalproject2020-11-12 10:49 pm
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Entry tags:
- destiny: cayde-6,
- marvel comics: tommy shepherd,
- she-ra: catra,
- the magnus archives: jonathan sims,
- †: marvel comics: lauri-ell,
- †: marvel comics: teddy altman,
- †: marvel comics: tony stark,
- †: mcu: loki,
- †: mcu: quentin beck,
- †: mcu: steve rogers (dfau),
- †: mcu: wanda maximoff (dfau),
- †: star wars: ct-1409 echo
♤ Network || Log - Raise a Glass
WHO: Cayde-6 and erryone
WHERE: The Deep End (Orange-13 on map)
WHAT: Cayde doesn't like dwelling on negative things so HEY Bar Grand Openingcome drink away your sorrows and stress and enjoy company in general
WHEN: 'bout a couple of days after the storm's passed, time flexible thereafter
WARNINGS: N/A will change as necessary
NOTES: Use whatever format you want
[Network - Video]
[The image starts out crooked but the Exo's actively adjusting it before he steps back and gives someone a thumb's up off-screen.]
All right, so good news? Nothing sprung a leak despite prior circumstances, surrounding area's a little damp though, but all in all? Everything's pretty much how I left it. Even got some supposed cyanana booze that's been uh...going through this still since before we left for space. -okay I'm not exactly sure how that might taste? So in the meantime, I've got a backup plan.
[He seems to remember something then, coming up close to the communicator.]
But Cayde, you say, what's all this about anyway? Excellent question! I was so excited I forgot to say. Ahem. So, some of you- a good number, actually, might be aware that I have been in the process of putting together a bar-slash-common gathering area type of hangout...thing. It's pretty much been done, just not stocked- but now that we're finally back from...all that and then some, I've got a selection of fine drinks for your...uh... drinking pleasure. Also some non-alcoholic stuff for the non-drinkers and the under-aged. Oh, and there's tea and coffee too.
[Fishing around in his pocket, he holds up a map he's drawn up, the location circled.]
We're right down here, southeast sector, past the lake- I'm working on getting some kind of a landmark but this place is fresh out of neon signs. Anyway! I'll be around. Come as you please, even if I'm not- don't trip up the stairs, help yourself and uh, don't mind if the fish stare at you.
Making the network announcement had helped to fully kick his mood back into a semblance of normal. Truth be told, he just wanted to gather up people together, real people, and settle in with an ambiance of more pleasant times and warmer company.
The backdrop of the water-filled courtyard that made up the center of the nest of buildings had been something Cayde had at the time thought whimsical. During the daylight hours the light that filtered through the large window was a wavering green-blue, offset by the small sconces along the wall and a few individual lanterns at tables and flanking the bar area adjacent to the makeshift aquarium.
Cayde had set up the various bottles of drinks he'd acquired from their planetary pit-stop and scavenged from the cafe on a somewhat crooked shelf behind the bar itself. He'd been trying to go for rustic like those Old West saloons but in the middle gave up and just let things shape itself as he found them. The glassware is just as mismatched as the furniture, but everything's clean and ready to be made use of. If there's anything he really wishes he had, it would be an old-fashioned phonograph player or some kind of music source just to drive off the quiet that filled the space when no people did.
WHERE: The Deep End (Orange-13 on map)
WHAT: Cayde doesn't like dwelling on negative things so HEY Bar Grand Opening
WHEN: 'bout a couple of days after the storm's passed, time flexible thereafter
WARNINGS: N/A will change as necessary
NOTES: Use whatever format you want
[Network - Video]
[The image starts out crooked but the Exo's actively adjusting it before he steps back and gives someone a thumb's up off-screen.]
All right, so good news? Nothing sprung a leak despite prior circumstances, surrounding area's a little damp though, but all in all? Everything's pretty much how I left it. Even got some supposed cyanana booze that's been uh...going through this still since before we left for space. -okay I'm not exactly sure how that might taste? So in the meantime, I've got a backup plan.
[He seems to remember something then, coming up close to the communicator.]
But Cayde, you say, what's all this about anyway? Excellent question! I was so excited I forgot to say. Ahem. So, some of you- a good number, actually, might be aware that I have been in the process of putting together a bar-slash-common gathering area type of hangout...thing. It's pretty much been done, just not stocked- but now that we're finally back from...all that and then some, I've got a selection of fine drinks for your...uh... drinking pleasure. Also some non-alcoholic stuff for the non-drinkers and the under-aged. Oh, and there's tea and coffee too.
[Fishing around in his pocket, he holds up a map he's drawn up, the location circled.]
We're right down here, southeast sector, past the lake- I'm working on getting some kind of a landmark but this place is fresh out of neon signs. Anyway! I'll be around. Come as you please, even if I'm not- don't trip up the stairs, help yourself and uh, don't mind if the fish stare at you.
Making the network announcement had helped to fully kick his mood back into a semblance of normal. Truth be told, he just wanted to gather up people together, real people, and settle in with an ambiance of more pleasant times and warmer company.
The backdrop of the water-filled courtyard that made up the center of the nest of buildings had been something Cayde had at the time thought whimsical. During the daylight hours the light that filtered through the large window was a wavering green-blue, offset by the small sconces along the wall and a few individual lanterns at tables and flanking the bar area adjacent to the makeshift aquarium.
Cayde had set up the various bottles of drinks he'd acquired from their planetary pit-stop and scavenged from the cafe on a somewhat crooked shelf behind the bar itself. He'd been trying to go for rustic like those Old West saloons but in the middle gave up and just let things shape itself as he found them. The glassware is just as mismatched as the furniture, but everything's clean and ready to be made use of. If there's anything he really wishes he had, it would be an old-fashioned phonograph player or some kind of music source just to drive off the quiet that filled the space when no people did.
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"Yeah. We're real." He nodded. "Good to meet you, then." If Keith noticed the weird armor and cape, he didn't comment on it. He'd seen a lot of different fashions since leaving Earth. Armor and capes were just not all that odd to him anymore. He took a sip of his own drink.
"If you have any questions left, though, I don't mind answering what I know." Which, unfortunately, wasn't as much now as it had been in Drift Fleet, but new realities tended to create more questions than answers.
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"Yeah, that's the gist of it." He took a sip of his drink. "Well, the 'going up there' part is probably the weirdest of it all. See... we get these mission things, and it's all very mysterious and compelling. Like, I don't really like it, but there's sometimes this draw to go the ships. Frankly, I'd rather just wake up in the ship having been moved in my sleep instead of feeling controlled into walking over there and getting on board." He frowned. "But we end up going, and it was a really long trip. We made a couple of small stops on the way, nothing super major, but found this other ship with who we thought were our captors... or, the people who 'requested' our help. The Agrii." Another sip. "Their ship was being attacked by these other creatures... I don't remember the name." Keith was bad with names, sorry. "But they spit this weird acid-like goop that made you high." He shook his head. "And they were really aggressive. But they seemed to be attacking the Agrii."
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"And you defeated them?" he prompted, arching a brow. That seemed to be the way the story was headed.
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He shrugged.
"We thought, okay, well... we helped, so we can go home now. Except, when the Agrii tried to help us go home, something else intervened. Now, even the Agrii can't send us home anymore."
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Keith sighed. Someone who had seen it had said it had been just like on the Marsiva, and that they could have easily used it to get home like people had before, but... having it suddenly disappear when they went back later? Not a good thing.
"Someone or something definitely wants us here. I just wish I knew more."