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sam wilson. ([personal profile] falcony) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs2021-09-17 10:53 am

[ OPEN ] i know some places and i've seen some faces

WHO: sam wilson and anyone/everyone.
WHAT: captain america cookout.
WHERE: sam's horizon domain
WHEN: third saturday of september (aka, about 3 weeks after the jailbreak)
NOTES: see below!

HELLO ALL AND WELCOME TO SAM'S CAPTAIN AMERICA COOKOUT!!!!


Over the last week or so, Sam has been going out of his way to contact as many people as he knows to invite them to a cookout at his place in the Horizon. He knows that after the jailbreak, a lot of people were separated, and this was his first thought on how to bring people together. The purpose behind it is simply because Sam thinks that the one thing all of them have in common, opinion on the Singularity and their situations aside, is that they were all brought here and can actually access the Horizon. He sees merit and use in coming together when they can, especially in ways that don't involve the politics of the land they're now living in. So, what better way to do that than around food?

The long and short of it is - this is a peace meal. Leave your issues at the door. Sam has very few rules and there is very little he will give in terms of what this cookout will entail, but three things he will make very clear:
1.) There will be no fighting at his home. You want to duke it out? Take it somewhere else. There will not be warnings or second chances. Don't be an ass.
2.) There is no meeting or serious reason for this cookout. Literally, he just wants people to come together who may no longer be able to see each other due to the travel constraints. It's meant to be fun. Come have fun. (he knows y'all know what that is, even when some of you pretend you don't). Bring food if you want to! There is also a kitchen (if you know what that is) and places to crash. Hope you like seafood!
3.) Anyone who can come into the Horizon is welcome. He'd love it if everyone came, so spread the word.
The cookout itself is set up out front, with picnic tables and chairs and fire pits and lights abound. There are tables set up near grilles if anyone wants to do any actual cooking outside, and a table (probably multiple) set up with sides and napkins and utensils. There are a variety of different places to go and sit and hang out while you're eating. Anything and everything you can want is available - food, drinks, yard games, music playing from out in the trees that will remain consistent unless someone tries to find the speakers and hijack the playlists, etc. If you can't find something outside, you're more than welcome to check the house.

All throughout the party, too, there will be a new friend. Red, as Sam fondly calls him, is a blood-red hunting hawk with silver in between the feathers. He can be found circling around Sam quite often, or perched on his shoulders, but also if you are out and about you can often see him checking up on anyone and everyone. He's a very curious little bird, and also pretty sassy, if you want to interact with him.



If you haven't, or have, been to Sam's domain before, feel free to take a look around. Anywhere is open (save for one locked bedroom) so everyone has open access, but most of the cookout itself will be located in the front yard.
OOC: This is mean to be an OPEN LOG, so leave your TLs or closed threads below! This party will last basically as long as people want it to, but the idea is for it to be an afternoon into the evening. Y'all have free reign save for destroying Sam's home, but if you have any questions, hit me up on plurk ([plurk.com profile] disarmingly or disco (dai#3757). Sam's TL is below, and he will be bouncing around like the good host he is, but lets get a little party started.
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[personal profile] photophobic 2021-10-03 06:38 am (UTC)(link)

What an odd bundle of concepts— hallucinogens, here in the Horizon where reality is already entirely optional, for a Dreamer who can slip into her own unconscious mind and shape it whichever way she pleases, whenever she pleases... and all before the idea of selling souls. Kylo's head tilts slightly as he attempts to piece together the patchwork.

"Pointless," he agrees.

It isn't, of course. Sam's guests appear to be comforted by the performance of cooking and eating together, playing at easy companionship.

It must be pleasant, to be so easily soothed.

"But it seems to help them. Doesn't it."

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[personal profile] impressionism 2021-10-03 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
Hennessy would be utterly delighted to learn that she'd confused him so thoroughly. It would almost be worth letting him have a peek at the inside of her head to see what he'd make of that mess. It's possible that an entire decade of fragmented sleep has made her thoughts take on a similar state of loosely associated concepts that only sort their way toward some kind of sense while she's in the middle of speaking them.

She's more interested, though, in the way he seems to analyze people. Like he's above them all, or like he was never one of them to begin with. There's a theory. She decides to test it.

"Hang on, are you actually some kind of alien? Do they literally not have cookouts where you're from?"

She's aware he's not from the same Earth she is, but until this very moment it hasn't occurred to her that he might genuinely be from outer space. This is even more delightful than having managed to briefly bemuse him, and her entire demeanor brightens more than a bit at the possibility.
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[personal profile] photophobic 2021-10-04 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)

"On this planet, we're both some kind of alien," Kylo points out neatly, unblinking.

"But no. I am not from Earth. I'm surprised Ronan hasn't told you."

It had seemed to delight him too, after all. That, and his various ranks and titles, both earned and inherited. Kylo doesn't offer the list unprompted.

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[personal profile] impressionism 2021-10-05 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Ronan hasn't told her, either because Hennessy formulates her questions to be as annoying as possible on purpose, or because she's been trying hard to feign disinterest in the hopes of teasing out some unsolicited information. In either case, the matter of him being from outer space hasn't entered the discussion until this instant.

"Are you from the future? Does humanity actually get its shit together and go ruin other planets as badly as we're ruining Earth? Are there finally the stupid flying cars???"

She sounds almost thrilled by the prospect. What a relief, honestly, to learn that the fate of Earth is nearly irrelevant, at least in one corner of the multiverse.
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[personal profile] photophobic 2021-10-09 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)

Kylo watches her face with a vaguely distant flavour of curiosity, assessing her as if he's grouping together concepts like puzzle pieces. These ones are all a similar colour, these ones must go somewhere around here, these ones might be part of a face, a sea, a sky.

"Future is a relative term," he supplies, which is a little cruel in its uselessness, regardless of how factual it is. He seems to recognise it, continuing on a slightly more fruitful tack.

"Without a common point of reference it's impossible to know. But I've visited hundreds of worlds and have traveled throughout the galaxy without ever hearing of a planet called Earth."