APRIL CATCH-ALL; Mostly the view is beautiful

[burger_king]

WHO: Jughead Jones and YOU
WHERE: Mostly Maurtia Falls, but also other places
WHEN: Throughout April
WHAT: A lot of stuff, mostly mundane!
WARNINGS: Riverdale nonsense, teens being teens. See individual threads for individual warnings.

Prompts under the cut, hit me up at reveillez if you want me to write up a starter


01 - So in this room separated from the world

[ Annabeth hooking him up with a job at the library probably ranks as the third best thing to happen since he arrived. It's quiet, solitary work and between the shelving and cataloguing he has more time to work on his own projects than he knows what to do with. So what if he has to answer a question every now and then, or dig out some forgotten text book from storage if it means spending hours browsing the psychology section, digging out every book he can find on serial killers and then taking ample notes during whatever downtime he finds himself with. Research for a fun project, sure, but also a way to dull down the homesickness a touch — this is basically what he did back in Riverdale, only he didn't get a paycheck for it.

He can be found among the shelves, or at the check-out desk, engrossed in something gross. ]

02 - I'd sell you my own values for the sake of others

[ The last couple of years, Jughead probably spent more time in Pop's Chocklit Shoppe than anywhere else and although that particular diner is out of reach, everything else stays the same. He'll settle in at a booth after work with a cup of never-cooling coffee and his laptop, typing away until well into the night. This is when he does his best work, when everyone else has gone home to their normal lives with their normal problems. Maybe he doesn't have a school paper to write for or the half-written novel on Jason Blossom's murder, but there are other things. Other novels. Other stories. ]

03 - So hold this glass cos' it keeps cutting me

[ Some things never change but one thing has absolutely changed in the past couple of months - he never had powers back home. Practicing at the Meadows was a good idea in theory but an awkward plan in practice and so he's resorted to mostly empty parking lots around Maurtia Falls. He'll set out whenever he's got some spare time, lining up water bottles and taking notes on how many he can keep a certain color for how long, if he can switch it up, where his limits lie. Eventually he should move on to something bigger, perhaps, but for now bottles are fine. It's not like this power is good for much, anyway. Not saving the world any day soon.

Curious onlookers are welcome to join him or just ask what the heck he's up to out here on his own. ]

Comments

[burger_king]

That's another thing I've been thinking about. Maybe it's because I live in Maurtia Falls and ImPorts aren't so popular there, but are there actually efforts made to integrate us into the rest of the population, or are they more interested in keeping a separation between us and the natives?

[fource]

It's strange. On the face of it, they talk about unity, but... [well, the two of them had discussed it before, hadn't they? It's hard to take that at face value, when they're encouraging better relations between the natives and the imPorts on the one hand, but offering so many benefits to the imPorts on the other.] I think there's always going to be a division like this. If this were my universe, and people from another world were appearing in my community with more power than we had to resist them, I don't know how I would think to protect my loved ones, if I had to. [he says carefully, as if he hasn't been in that exact situation before. Just with the military as the intruders.] All I know is that this government's actions certainly wouldn't make it any better.

[burger_king]

[ He nods, slowly - Quatre is right, this is always going to be a delicate, complicated situation and nothing can really change that in a big, lasting way. ]

I think the only way to really make a difference is to work small, with the local community. If we get enough people to do that, maybe there can be some actual change in the relationship between ImPorts and the natives... but that depends on us actually staying here long enough to build that relationship.

[fource]

[This time when Quatre nods, he smiles.] Well, if you think about it, even back home there’s no guarantee that you’d survive long enough to see a project like that succeed. The only thing we can do is try our best, and try to spend our time in this world doing something we can be proud of. If we do it right, it'll continue after we're gone.

[burger_king]

I see your point... but I still think it's more unpredictable here. [ Depends on where you're from, he guesses. ] Let's hope for that. There's no harm in trying, either way.

[fource]

Maybe. [That is pretty dependent on their home worlds, isn't it...] Though there's also the chance that we'd return here, isn't there? But even if there wasn't, I've never seen the point of doing nothing. Even if all we can do is try to change the minds of the other imPorts, I think it's worth trying.

So-- are we in? [His face breaks out in a wide smile, like the two of them have made concrete plans instead of just talked about the need to try something.]

[burger_king]

[ He's not used to being faced with this much positivity, unless it's coming from his girlfriend (something about blondes) so it may take a little time before he's caught up with how optimistic Quatre is. ]

Yeah. I'm in. [ Whatever this turns out to be, it's going to be good. ]