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Entry tags:
- !event log,
- abigail hobbs | n/a,
- chloe frazer | n/a,
- ct-7567 | captain rex,
- finn onaru | the dragonborn,
- haru okumura | noir,
- iris west | n/a,
- jaime reyes | blue beetle,
- jason todd | red hood,
- jonathan walsh | snake man,
- lucina | n/a,
- magnus burnsides | the hammer,
- n/a | the midnighter,
- nathan drake | n/a,
- norman | n/a,
- poe dameron | black leader,
- ruka | n/a,
- tina belcher | n/a,
- tk-622 | sergeant,
- † akira kurusu | joker,
- † alfie solomons | n/a,
- † andrew pulaski | apollo,
- † cassandra wayne | batman,
- † diane nguyen | n/a,
- † duo maxwell | shinigami,
- † galla | the maiden's hand,
- † gemini de mille | gemini,
- † jacob taylor | the protector,
- † karolina dean | n/a,
- † lando calrissian | n/a,
- † leo | n/a,
- † mitsuru kirijo | empress,
- † negotiator | n/a,
- † nico minoru | n/a,
- † rua | deformer,
- † ryūji sakamoto | skull,
- † yato | delivery god
May Swear In
WHO: Everyone!
WHERE: Nonah's Fairgrounds
WHEN: May 12th
WHAT: May Swear In
WARNINGS: None expected; please warn in threads if necessary
Spring is finally beginning to fade into summer with weather starting to warm, and the trees and flowers beginning to blossom into their peak, and what better way to celebrate the welcome change in weather than with a FAIR?
The fairgrounds have been transformed overnight with a swath of rides and attractions filling the field from one edge to the other. There is, of course, a booth for imPort registration that's positioned near the entrance of the fair. Even so, imPorts with an interest in registering may have to ask a fair worker for directions. The signage on the registration booth is, for some reason, faded and easy to miss among the bright and bold banners and lights drawing attendees to the different game booths that line the paths further into the grounds. Must have just been poor planning on someone's part!
Further into the park there are a wide array of the standard carnival games. Games include from balloon pops where you can win your very own "signed" copy of imPort photographs, but does anyone actually remember signing any photos…? There's also a ring toss that no one can seem to win, but the prizes include items like a water bottle discarded by Tony Stark, or dried flowers from one of Persephone's actual vines! Or maybe you'd like to prove your sharpshooter skills by knocking milk bottles down with a pellet gun? Prizes range from cheap, poorly painted figures of popular imPorts, to a handful of detailed and poseable figurines of both imPorts and famous media characters for the very best shooters.
Past the games are the many, many different food booths. You can chow down on Fried Stuff On Sticks, offering fare ranging from deep fried cheesecake on a stick to deep fried corndogs on a stick to a variety of tempura on sticks. (It counts!!) Or perhaps you prefer a healthier roasted meat? There's no shortage of options for that: roast turkey, roast beef, roast bison, roast alligator? Strangely few, if any, of these booths offer any vegetable options, but intrepid imPorts can find a booths offering superfood smoothies, quinoa bowls, or fruit parfaits tucked away at the very end of the food court.
And don't forget the main attraction (at least, the attraction Galla is most pleased with): CAPTURE THE FLAG. A parcel of land roughly the size of two side-by-side American football fields has been fenced off, and a brightly colored banner that looks like it manifested directly from the 90s is hung across the entrance, inviting all to enjoy! Inside, there is a scattering of trees to provide some natural cover in addition to man-made structures like sections of wall, pieces of large construction pipe to crawl through or hide in, and, of course, the different flag bases:
Yes, those are inflatable dinosaur heads inside an inflatable Jurassic Adventure. The flags are located inside of the temple the top of the "mountain" which, conveniently, has a rock climbing facade just in case climbing to the top of an inflatable hill is too difficult for some players.
Capture the Flag games are held hourly, and imPorts can choose to compete against each other, against natives, or even to team up with local native attendees! When competing against or with natives, imPorts are asked to refrain from flight, mind-reading, or teleportation, but it isn't a rule being strictly enforced. In fact, apart from those requests, imPorts are encouraged to use their powers as much as they like! There are natives lined up around the perimeter to watch the games play out, so why not give them a show to remember?
WHERE: Nonah's Fairgrounds
WHEN: May 12th
WHAT: May Swear In
WARNINGS: None expected; please warn in threads if necessary
Spring is finally beginning to fade into summer with weather starting to warm, and the trees and flowers beginning to blossom into their peak, and what better way to celebrate the welcome change in weather than with a FAIR?
The fairgrounds have been transformed overnight with a swath of rides and attractions filling the field from one edge to the other. There is, of course, a booth for imPort registration that's positioned near the entrance of the fair. Even so, imPorts with an interest in registering may have to ask a fair worker for directions. The signage on the registration booth is, for some reason, faded and easy to miss among the bright and bold banners and lights drawing attendees to the different game booths that line the paths further into the grounds. Must have just been poor planning on someone's part!
Further into the park there are a wide array of the standard carnival games. Games include from balloon pops where you can win your very own "signed" copy of imPort photographs, but does anyone actually remember signing any photos…? There's also a ring toss that no one can seem to win, but the prizes include items like a water bottle discarded by Tony Stark, or dried flowers from one of Persephone's actual vines! Or maybe you'd like to prove your sharpshooter skills by knocking milk bottles down with a pellet gun? Prizes range from cheap, poorly painted figures of popular imPorts, to a handful of detailed and poseable figurines of both imPorts and famous media characters for the very best shooters.
Past the games are the many, many different food booths. You can chow down on Fried Stuff On Sticks, offering fare ranging from deep fried cheesecake on a stick to deep fried corndogs on a stick to a variety of tempura on sticks. (It counts!!) Or perhaps you prefer a healthier roasted meat? There's no shortage of options for that: roast turkey, roast beef, roast bison, roast alligator? Strangely few, if any, of these booths offer any vegetable options, but intrepid imPorts can find a booths offering superfood smoothies, quinoa bowls, or fruit parfaits tucked away at the very end of the food court.
And don't forget the main attraction (at least, the attraction Galla is most pleased with): CAPTURE THE FLAG. A parcel of land roughly the size of two side-by-side American football fields has been fenced off, and a brightly colored banner that looks like it manifested directly from the 90s is hung across the entrance, inviting all to enjoy! Inside, there is a scattering of trees to provide some natural cover in addition to man-made structures like sections of wall, pieces of large construction pipe to crawl through or hide in, and, of course, the different flag bases:
Yes, those are inflatable dinosaur heads inside an inflatable Jurassic Adventure. The flags are located inside of the temple the top of the "mountain" which, conveniently, has a rock climbing facade just in case climbing to the top of an inflatable hill is too difficult for some players.
Capture the Flag games are held hourly, and imPorts can choose to compete against each other, against natives, or even to team up with local native attendees! When competing against or with natives, imPorts are asked to refrain from flight, mind-reading, or teleportation, but it isn't a rule being strictly enforced. In fact, apart from those requests, imPorts are encouraged to use their powers as much as they like! There are natives lined up around the perimeter to watch the games play out, so why not give them a show to remember?
Food - Nate sighting
That feeling comes up, the one where he feels like he's being watched (probably is, fucking government), and he turns his head to glance from the corner of his eye. Nate doesn't spot her, but he doesn't spot the asshole either who'd thought his neck was a piece of meat to cleave through.
Hands shoved into his front pockets, he's moving off down the line of vendors. ]
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[At first, Chloe only really registers the man on the edge of her photo as ruining her shot: There had been someone behind him happily eating some deep fried monstrosity. She raises her phone to try again, trying to see if the devourer of deep fry is still in frame, but her eyes find the interloper first.
[The more familiar looking than expected interloper. She looks up from her phone, and her eyes widen.]
Nate?
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No shit... ]
What in the hell... [ spoken to himself under his breath. She's different and yet the same; her figure is as he remembers, though fuller, and not in a way where she's let herself go. She's...older? Her clothing isn't as tight, casual, more comfortable fitting.
Nate turns fully then, hands coming out of his pockets. ]
...Chloe?
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[Damn. Had she not just seen Nate's missing brother in law in the hands of a dangerous warlord, she'd be happy to see him. As it is, she's pretty sure that when he finds out, Nadine punching her in the face is gonna have nothing on Nate's reaction.
[So, naturally, Chloe decides to stall, act normal, delay bringing it up. Luckily, there's enough of an immediate distraction in the lines missing from his face, the gray missing from his hair, the muscle missing from his frame. She flicks him in the forearm, which isn't as defined as she remembers.]
Have you been eating too much of this fried rubbish? You've gone soft.
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Elena certainly wasn't complaining.Aside from what she's used to seeing, the other notable differences would be the missing famous Ring he'd worn a good chunk of his life. And a thin but fresh looking scar that circles his neck. ]
I've gone soft? [ A pointed look up and down is thrown at her, his brows raised. ] What's with the change in fashion?
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Oh, don't you start that again. Like I said last time, you weren't expecting me to wear skinny trousers and cropped tops forever, were you?
[Close enough to flick is also close enough to notice the scar on his neck. Frowning, Chloe traces a similar line on her own neck, her voice dropping more serious.]
What happened there?
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[ Nate remembers no such thing. He figures she would rock the skinny trousers and crop tops for life.
Her motion draws his gaze down to her throat and then it snaps back up with the question. ]
Damn it. Knew I should've picked up a scarf on the way out. [ Humor, why not. He shrugs it off, tries to shrug off that serious note in her tone. ] It's nothing.
[ But it isn't just "nothing". Nate remembers Elena's reaction. He remembers his own in the days and weeks that had followed the incident. ]
Accidents happen, right?
[ Decapitation accidents? Sure. Keep telling yourself that, Nate. ]
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[The unimpressed look she gives him covers both him not remembering their conversation and the attempted brush off, but the concern in her voice is definitely about the latter.]
Was this work, or all this superhero nonsense, or...?
[As she speaks, she's fishing her phone - the one she was given at Cape Canaveral, not the one from home with her photos - out of her pocket and running an image search on... scarves.]
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[ He wishes he could remmeber who it'd been. Everything had happened too quickly to piece it all together. Flashes of excruciating pain, hands slippery with blood. All he remembers is a voice. ]
Doesn't matter. What happened happened. Can't change it.
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[Chloe presses her finger to a light, printed scarf color coordinated with his outfit, and within seconds that same scarf is draped over her hand. Giving it a look of quiet astonishment - huh, so that file was onto something - she ties it around his neck to cover up the scar.]
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[ Nate's reaction to the sudden appearance of the scarf goes from surprise to panic that's accompanied by a grimace. His hand reaches to grip her wrist just as she's getting the scarf around his neck.
The scarf wasn't necessary. Yeah, there was some self-consciousness at the fact that he was carrying around this thin scar around his neck like he was some pre-teen girl who'd just discovered beaded, elastic chokers, but Nate would've preferred she not get close to touch it or have anything at his neck altogether.
She meant well, and Nate appreciated it, however... ]
That's—uh, that's a neat trick. 'Preciate it, really, but it's fine, Chloe.
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[She gives him a long look, wondering about his reticence around this attack, then puts the scarf and her phone away, patting him on the shoulder.]
Alright, then. [It is clearly not alright, but he also doesn't seem to want to talk or do anything about it, and they're good at not talking about things.
[However, his gripping her wrist gave her a better view of his hand:] Where's your ring?
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Gone. Lost it after the whole, you know.
[ His hand waves it off, what had happened. He's always been good about not talking about things. And the full story probably won't come up unless she gets really firm with him and gets him backed into a corner. ]
Doesn't matter.
[ Wrong. It does. ]
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[Missing not only his wedding ring as he had been when he was drowning in the whole Drake thing, but the tan line to go with it. Her eyes narrow as she puts it together with his somewhat more youthful appearance.]
No, Nate, I don't know. I've only been here a few days; there's a lot I don't know. Like, when was the last time we saw each other?
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[ Nate lets himself trail off, taking a step back as he eyes her up and down. Really sees her. There's a few years on her, now he sees it, but he hasn't before. She sounds the same, comes with the same tone when talking to him. What in the hell...? ]
Wait, when's the last time you see me?
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[God, his brother.]
Years on from that. I was at you and Elena's place; you'd come up with a contact to work with me on a personal gig.
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[ What had happened to him, that was nothing. With this knowledge that the woman he loved and got hurt because of him, knowing that she would be okay when and if they returned home, he felt his stomach drop to his knees.
He would be stepping away from Chloe then, moving to the closest bench to drop down on. ]
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Yeah, she did. She even married you a bit later. It was the happiest I've ever seen you.
[If she still had the photos on her phone, she'd show him, but it's been so long now that they're on her computer rather than her phone. Instead, she sits down next to him, close enough to touch.]
So if you're feeling bad about being into her during our - thing, that trip, don't.
[After all, he'd apologized when she'd asked him in that little village if he loved her; if he didn't even know Elena made it, he might still be feeling it. She bumps her shoulder against his.]
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[ He'd been running his hand over his mouth and chin when she revealed that tidbit. Marriage? Nathan had a dumbfounded look, looking over at her, his hands dropping to his lap. It was like a vise was squeezing at his chest. ]
I wasn't— [ His shoulder bumped hers in response. ] Not at first. I had no idea she would be there.
[ Apologies weren't easy for him, just the same as when it came to talking about things. Feelings. Emotions. How did you talk to your ex-girlfriend when you were in love and back together with your ex-ex-girlfriend?
One thing stuck out in all of this that Nate slumped back against the bench, still stunned. ]
But— marriage?
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It's okay, Nate. I've had a while to get over it. [Over him, really.
[Enough time for her to smile about this:]
I couldn't believe it either, when you first told me. Didn't really seem like your thing. But you've passed the five year mark, and it seems to be working out.
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[ Look at him reel. ]
Yo-you aren't going to drop the Kid Bomb now, are you? [ The last two words seem to come out higher in pitch, as he shoots her a quick, sharp side glance. ]
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Alright, have it your way then, no more bombs today.
[Must've been a good while since Harry and his grenade, if he's willing to use that idiom.]
Tell me about you, cowboy: How long have you been here? What have you been up to, besides the - [She gestures the line of his scar on her own neck.] And please tell me you've found some better work than this government assigned rubbish, because if you have, I want in.
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Nate huffs at the playful hair ruffling and shoulder nudges her. ]
I'd say it's been about ten months. Elena's been here longer. Hasn't been much going on, and this happened by surprise. As for the government work, yep, still there.
Trust me, you don't want in.
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[It seems a terribly long time to be in the same place and same job.]
Can't be that bad if you've stayed put all that time - worse than me being a cellphone technician?
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[ Really. The worst long time ever. Nathan Drake holding down a job? ]
Glass museum security guard. I think you win.
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