Mexico shenanigans group log [OPEN]

[inchesofevil]

WHO: The Mexico evacuees!
WHERE: Mexico City (or also anywhere en route between the porter cities and there)
WHEN: Feb 15 onwards, through the duration of the coup
WHAT: Do you want Mexico shenanigans? Here is your catch-all/mingle post for Mexico shenanigans, please enjoy. (See the OOC mod post for details.)
WARNINGS: Please put warnings in your subjectlines if necessary!

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[aberth]

You were a kid.

[ He feels like it needs to be said. Adam's not sure if anyone has ever truly pointed that out. And despite how shitty his own childhood had been, he knows the rights and the wrongs. ]

Most people don't go travelling by themselves until they're twenty-something.

[ He's following though, climbing onto the bus with a smile. ] I'm kind of excited, I gotta say.

[quaerit]

[ His parents hadn't liked it, in fairness. They'd just known that his mind wouldn't settle unless he followed his research through. They'd been at their wits' end with him when he finally moved to Aglionby. His father had been very clear.

This one sticks, or he's out of the will. There'd been no malice in it. Still, he'd known the threat was serious. Adam's tone reminds him of it now. ]

I was also obsessed. If you think I'm bad now, you should have seen me before I had a lead. And besides, I'm not twenty-something now.

[ He drops into a window seat, and then promptly shoves said window open. ]

You'll love it, I know you will. It's huge. Incredible what people could do, before they had machines to help.

[aberth]

[ None of them are. They're still kids. But the more things happen, the harder it is to remember that. Adam wakes up sometimes and feels so tired, so worn down, that he half expects to look in the mirror and see an eighty year old staring back at him. So maybe Gansey's right. It doesn't make a difference.

He shelves the conversation of parental responsibility easily. It always makes him uncomfortable. ]

Aren't they meant to have been made by aliens? [ He's teasing, mostly. But Adam has only just discovered Indiana Jones and he likes bringing up the clusterfuck of the Crystal Skull. It's a vicious kind of pleasure. ] Maybe they had space shit.

[quaerit]

[ Gansey groans, and rolls his head around to give Adam an accusing stare. There’s no way that comment wasn’t pointed. ]

If we go up there and find a crystal skull, you should know there’ll be no living with me. I’m not subscribing to ancient aliens without a damned good logical argument in favor and I’ve yet to see one, despite The Discovery Channel’s best efforts.

They all just want Stargate to be real.

[ Which Gansey says as if it wouldn’t delight him for Stargate to be real. He’s watched that movie plenty of times. ]

[aberth]

I haven't seen that.

[ Adam's list of things to watch seems to be getting longer instead of shorter. Maybe one day instead of people getting kidnapped and invading forces, he'll get a day off work simply for a holiday and he can knock some off. ]

If ghosts and ley lines exist, why not aliens?

[ Having no real thought on them, he's just being a little shit because he can. ] What if Cabeswater is actually alien in origin? [ His smile keeps inching up and up. ] What if it was aliens all along?

[quaerit]

[ Gansey lifts his eyebrows. That's another one to acquire for them to watch together, then. He wonders if it exists in this world.

It seems he'll be finding out.

He looks around with the sort of expression that says he knows Adam is teasing him, and yet he rises to it all the same. ]

I certainly believe in aliens. I just struggle to believe they built the pyramids, or involved themselves with human history, due to the stunning lack of evidence.

[ He waves a vague hand towards the window. ]

All their clues are inconclusive, and there are vast leaps in logic. I can make a structured, reasoned argument for the existence of Glendower, and the magic of the ley line. I've never seen one of those people present an argument that wasn't full to the brim of fallacy and supposition.

[ He points at Adam, eyebrows lifted in some form of nerd superiority. ]

I'm not having it, Parrish. They can show me something better than elaborate guesswork, or they can go home and keep trying. Preferably far away from me.