poetry with amber imagery or something [OPEN]

[fauxmarth]

WHO: Lucina, various
WHERE: Maurtia Falls, De Chima, misc
WHEN: Early/mid-October
WHAT: assorted happenings
WARNINGS: labeled in subject headers



Maurtia Falls
Lucina's main haunts are still in this city of conflict -- same as it has been, those two and a half years ago. Gods, has it been so long already? So much else has changed...her, too.

She resides on a residential block in a rental house, and might be encountered in the wee hours of the morning on her way out to work, or perhaps on the rare day off, tearing up the sad excuse for a garden she'd tried (sort of) to maintain (and failed to) in preparation for winter.

Downtown, she frequents a cafe and pastry shop where she's made many a friend and good memory. Catching her before she hustles off on patrol or another duty is a great chance for a free treat and a chat...or perhaps a means of teaming up for a bit of crime busting?

At Helix, the base of operations for Aegis Force, practically her second home, she is constantly either at work or training for work. It's not as frantic and despairing as the month before, so she can be a cheerful spotter or sparring partner, or she can help with some kitchen chores or monitor duty! She also likes to take her breaks on the rooftop helipad, enjoying the cooler air as the weather starts to behave more like autumn.


De Chima
It's not a place she visits too often, but at least once a week, Lucina tries to make time to volunteer at the O'Malley Clinic. She's not much of a nurse, but if you ever wanted to know what it feels like to be bandaged up nearly immobile as a mummy for a simple scrape? She's your girl. Also don't you dare try to escape until treatment is over! She can double as a bouncer.

There's always a chance to catch her in the skies, as flying is her favorite pastime -- and it beats traffic. Hopefully she's not spying any trouble from on high, but if you're in a pinch, she can swoop down and lend a hand (or sword)!


Misc
You're welcome to put in a starter or come bug me @whyellewhy to brainstorm

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misc sorta

[h2no]

[it's probably come as no surprise that archie's been a little bit of a ghost recently, what with everything that happened after the last few months. seems like he's finally got to the point where he literally cannot avoid taking time for himself, no matter how much he tries; putting on a brave face doesn't make your body heal faster, after all, and he'd decided not to ask anyone with healing powers to help-- not just yet. not when the ones he knows absorb the damage and it could still do a lot of damage. so while he's being a little less outgoing as normal-- archie's doing just that. living as normal as he can right now.

perhaps it's why, when he'd heard lucina mention pumpkin carving off-handedly months and months ago and again more recently, that's what he invites her over to do. 'tis the season, and when he asks her over, archie assures her that any failed attempts won't go to waste. pumpkin is a very vertasile food ingredient, no matter how carved to pieces it is. mostly when it's all shoved into a blender and puréed.

he only has two set out when she arrives, having noted that if she felt she wanted more practice, she can bring her own. maybe one of those plastic pumpkin carving kits they make for kids would be useful, too, seeing as all he has is a bunch of cooking knives and some of the woodworking equipment darin had given him a while back. furiously washed.]

Yo, Lu! [he greets, cheerfully. crobat is visible behind him, in the kitchen. it's... chewing on one of the pumpkins. archie hasn't seemed to have noticed. hope lucina brought more!]

[fauxmarth]

Greetings, Archie!

[she did bring more; like, maybe more than she should've? but she doesn't know the rules here. she's got a box of 'em -- it's what greets him first, actually, as it's up in her line of sight. there's those aforementioned plastic kits in there somewhere, too, just dunked in there all willy-nilly because who cares, right?

she waves a couple fingers, floating through the door.]

Could you direct me along toward the kitchen? I don't want to bump into anything by accident...

[h2no]

[he almost grimaces when he sees the box-- both surprised and so very much not. well... archie'll be able to put them all to good use, at least.]

Straight forward. [he says, reaching in to take a couple pumpkins out to lighten the load-- not that lucina needs it, but maybe she'll be able to see over the lip of the box...] A little to the left.

--Ah! Crobat! [she'll have to do with those directions. archie's run off.]

[fauxmarth]

[a little to the left...she isn't sure how much is a little, but once a couple of those pumpkins are lifted out, she can sort of see ahead of herself and glimpse the wall and evade it in order to set the box down on a clear spot of kitchen floor.]

Crobat? What's he--oh! [she startles, then covers her mouth to stifle a laugh.] Oh, no...!

[h2no]

[there are some delighted chitters from crobat as he manages to get a rise out of archie, who pulls the pumpkin off his fangs. it is... very slimy. archie puts it on the table with a grimace, though from the pattern of the puncture marks it looks like crobat might've been trying some art himself.]

Here I thought he was into watermelons... ah, well.

[archie saunters over to the box to look through it, taking out the few packets of kid's grade pumpkin carving utensils.]

We have a gourd Pokémon back home, ya know. Pumpkaboo. Ghost an' grass type. They evolve into Gourgeist and the bodies look like the carved things here. Gotta tell ya, my first Halloween involved several awful double takes.

O'Malley Clinic

[rebelhealer]

Even if she thinks she's not the best nurse around, Anders still appreciates her assistance. And he's been meaning to congratulate her for her hard work in dealing with that monster last month.

"Hey, Lucina. Just wanted to say, you did good last month. You know, with that thing in the park."

[fauxmarth]

She'd been such a scarce sight at the clinic during that disaster, and it had taken way more out of her than she'd anticipated. All the more reason she's surprised to hear a call back to the monster. From her perspective, she'd been more of a failure, especially in losing poor Luke. At least she had gotten Jonathan and his companion out of there...

But it's not something she wants to drag out and lay at Anders' feet. So when he does greet her and bring it up, she looks confused for only a beat before pushing a wan smile on.

"Ah, I...You have my thanks. For saying so. I hope you weren't overburdened here without the extra aid."

Not that she added that much, but she imagined the influx of injuries was no small chore, even for someone with magic in their repertoire.

[rebelhealer]

"Don't worry, we managed." The important part was that she'd gotten the injured to the clinic in time, so Anders and the other healers and doctors could do what they did best.

"You got that Jonathan fellow to me in good time. Any later and he might have bled out." Anders had never healed anyone with corrosive blood until that day. He's pretty sure there's still a few holes in the floor from where the poor guy dripped onto it. "His companion was relieved too."

[fauxmarth]

Her eyes wince, remembering the state Jonathan was in when she'd found them both. If she'd have lost him as well, she doesn't know how much better off she could've been...

She looks away, down at the folders in her hands. People far better off than those that had come in a week or so ago.

"Not everyone was so fortunate, though. That we didn't know it could reform...had we known, then maybe..."

[rebelhealer]

"I know. But we did what we could." Anders knows what it's like to get there too late to save someone. As a healer, nothing hurts more than knowing there's nothing he can do, and no amount of magic can save someone.

Helix

[the_caped_crusader]

[ batman comes strolling casually from down the hall, back towards where they can usually find jacob, a confident stoicism to his stride like this were his building. likely they were discussing coordination between their teams; though the justice league was lacking in numbers, their ranks were more than capable. he stops to watch the sparring from a distance outside of the training room, judging their form silently. though he doesn't say anything, his presence emanates a critical judgment of their every move. ]

[fauxmarth]

[it's not every day Batman of all people wanders your halls! one ought to notice it right away, given the lighting and his...well, himness. but Lucina's a bit preoccupied.

it's not a conventional spar he'll see -- instead, a girl and her...shadow? well, a configuration of a shadow generated by the equipment in the room, mirroring her. or is she mirroring it? it's hard to tell, for Lucina is working very hard to keep in tandem with the posture and speed at which positions change. Falchion, her sword and heirloom, is held level while she holds position on her toes.

after a couple beats, she moves through a series of strikes, racing against the counters her make against her, trying to get ahead of it and--]

RAHH!

[cleave it in two.

there's a faint ding from a distant counter somewhere in the room as she relaxes, letting out her breath. it's only when she's straightening up, wiping her forehead, that she turns and glimpses the dark figure at the door. she double-takes before startling, eyes big.]

Oh-! Goodness...! [she thought he was a figment of her imagination at first! chasing shadows all afternoon and all...]

How...how long have you been standing there?

[the_caped_crusader]

Long enough.

[ he replies, casually leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, before he pushes off and enters the room. ]

How does this work? Hard light constructs, maybe? Or are they only images.

[fauxmarth]

['long enough?' Lucina frowns faintly at that. what does that mean?

she'd ask, but he's already steering the conversation before she can. she looks down to where her doppelganger had been, now just vacant tiles on the floor.]

Ah, it's...it depends on what you want, I believe. Some of the simulations Jacob and Archie have input have been pretty realistic... [her mouth twitches as she looks back up, shrugging as she sheathes her sword.] It seems like magic to me, but it's some kind of remarkable technology.

What brings you by Helix today? [she sure hopes he didn't deposit a bunch of injured people at their doorstep...]

[the_caped_crusader]

I had to speak to Jacob.

[ he leaves it at that and walks past her, glancing around the room as if he were analyzing it closely. ]

You hold on to that sword pretty closely. [ a glance over his shoulder. ] Is it important to you?

Misc!

[golisolation]

[This isn't what he was expecting after getting that text from Lucina the day previous. An out of the blue text that asked about his Pokémon liking vegetables, and then not much else after he answered yes. In fact, the text wasn't even on his mind at all when he opened his door. The timing must have been perfect, because it's not even like this floating box of pumpkin rinds announced itself at the door—there sure are a lot of them, huh.

Guzma stares at it.

Blinks.

Wonders for a second if he got high before he fell asleep earlier.

Can't remember.

Goes to close the door.

Whatever it was he was leaving for is lost in the absurdity of floating pumpkin rinds in a box. He probably should remember that text, or maybe question the fact there's a floating box of pumpkin remains, but no, clearly the logical solution here is to go back inside and do something else.]

[fauxmarth]

Greetings, Guzma!

[the box sounds strangely like Lucina.

because it is! she's holding it, silly! but not for long: hopefully he minds his feet, because she's going to just let the whole thing drop at the doorstep so she can be revealed, looking pretty peppy and pleased to be following-up on her mysterious messages.]

I've brought a gift for your companions. I hope they haven't had lunch yet!

[golisolation]

[The sound of her voice stops the door, and even gets it to open more, despite the fact he's confused for a solid second. But then she's dropping the box, and he bodily jumps in surprise.

For all he might have been groggy, he certainly looks awake now.]

Shit--Lu!

[He stares at her a little wide-eyed--and then it clicks. Why she sent him that text. His eyes flick from her to the box, then he glances over his shoulder at Golisopod, who is laying on his belly in the middle of the living room dozing, Masquerain asleep on top of his back.]

Nah, they haven't. [Oh right, that's what he was heading out to do! Convenient. He looks to Lucina with a smirk.] Trying to win 'em over, huh?

[It's a gentle tease, mainly because she's already won them mostly over anyway. From behind Guzma, there's a low rumble from Golisopod, a greeting for Lucina.]

[fauxmarth]

Well, more that I didn't want anything to be left to rot, but...! [the way her mouth quirks at being called out...yes. yes, she would very much like to cement their friendship.]

May I come in? Or-- [oh-- floating up to see past his shoulder, she can see two of them there and brings a hand to her mouth.

quieter:] My apologies. Did I show up at a bad time? I didn't intend to interrupt...

[golisolation]

Even if it was rottin' that wouldn't be an issue. [He offers casually. Golisopod eats everything, just about.]

Don't worry about it, they're just chillin'. I was about to head out to get 'em some grub anyway. Perfect timing, really.

[And whether or not she can come in, well, he steps out of the way for her and her box.]

Flying over DeChima

[callmevision]

Jonas has been trying to learn more about this world since arriving, and he is glad to do so with as myuch flying as he can. He likes to fly on the winds, feel them moving past him, and feel their proof that he is here, and alive, and not dead by his creator's hands.

Here, he feels alive.

And seeing another Import flying, he smiles and angles her way, clearly where she can see him.

"Hello!

[fauxmarth]

It's not every day she hears a call from someone while so high up, so does a bit of a delayed double-take when she realizes she didn't imagine the call, nor the shape in her peripheral.

She lets out a surprised sound as she turns herself to better see who sounded off, starting to smile as she raises her hand.

"Greetings, stranger! Are you new to these skies?"

[callmevision]

He waves in turn, grinning.

"I am. My name is Jonas, though most civilians know me as The Vision." He waves around. "I do like to fly, and these skies are good ones, so far."

He has had no problems, anyway.

"Have you been here long?"

[fauxmarth]

"Well met, Jonas-the-Vision."

It's not easy to bow while in flight, so instead he gets a polite nod, her hand going over her heart.

"My name is Lucina, one of the Aegis Force members here. And I agree with you! The temperature is not to cold, and the sun not too bright...it's quite nice here." But it won't be for long; she knows chillier days are on their way, which is no fun for flying when you're fleshy and susceptible to a cold.

"I've been here more than two years, myself...so, hopefully, if you've any questions, I can help assist!"

[callmevision]

Jonas grins at her, enjoying her humor, and he smiles, returning the gesture.

"A pleasure to meet you, Lucina of Aegis Force." He is glad to find someone else who enjoys flying, and if his files are right, who is also a superhero. His smile is warm as he listens.

"Thank you. That is kind of you. Mostly I have been reading and collating the networks. There is a lot to learn here and I want to do the best I can."