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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] baltimores 2021-11-30 10:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sam's excitement both is and isn't something he'd thought to anticipate. It makes sense, really. People who haven't been to space tend to get hyped up about the concept. Hell, he'd been like that when he was a lot younger, though back then it was more about getting off of a dying rock than the wonders of the cosmos or some shit. But the eagerness, at scheduling a meeting, at hanging out again... Amos hadn't been all that sure what to think about a big party for no reason. Still isn't, really. But it can't be all bad if this is the guy hosting it; if he wants to see his space, spend time with him.

Yeah, this was a good call.

A small huff of amusement at the idea of a trek across hostile lands being a good story. ]
Not much to tell there, but sure. Some other time. [ Since, you know. Them hanging out. Might be a regular thing, if all goes well. And the more Amos thinks about it, will think about it, the more invested he is in that.

It's all he can really do but nod at the idea of thinking about making his way out to the Free Cities, to somewhere not Solvunn, like it isn't the only thing he's going to be thinking about for. A while now. Already, in his quick mental tally, the pros seem to outweigh the cons, and that's without factoring in Sam or Geralt. A thoughtful hum; that'll probably factor in the more he considers it. It's not like moving would be any bigger a change than being in this world already is.

Not to mention the idea of being right by someone who can cook... Not that Amos can't feed himself, but he's never had the chance or want to take passion in what he eats. Another potential point in the Cities' favour. ]
There're so many more options for food here. Wouldn't be opposed to expanding my palate at all.

[ He glances as Sam claps his shoulder, a move he's all too familiar with — one he'd normally make himself — and nods, lips quirked upwards in a smile. He'll stick around, at least. Probably along the outskirts of this, drinking a not-real beer, hanging under. Shit, a fucking tree, and ain't something? See if he can find a way to enjoy the atmosphere. Make proper plans with Sam for later. ]

Yeah. [ Yeah, they'll get things scheduled; yeah, Amos is pretty sure he's glad they've met, too. ] I'll be right here.

[ He figures Sam isn't the type to throw platitudes around. Actually means what he says. Which is good; they'll have that much in common, too. ]