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wilderlogs2018-03-28 09:31 pm
loadme) wrote in wilderlogs2018-03-28 09:31 pm
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I think the most important skill in life is being able to fake confidence. [OPEN]
Who: Monika & You
What: Resting, Scrounging, Practicing
Where: Throughout Melai Temple
When: Early in their stay
Warnings/Notes: Nothing as of yet!
[Near the campfire at night.]
[It's a moment where she's finally able to catch herself for what feels like the first time in a while.
She's tired, so tired.
Both physically and emotionally.
And it shows in her demeanor as she continues to just blankly stare at the fire in front of her.
The fire feels warm and relaxing, its bright flame so full of color, like everything else in this world. It helps Monika fall asleep. Everything goes dark as as she eventually nods off.
Sleep only last for a few minutes, though, as she gasps and wakes up. She looks around, confused and disoriented. Expecting to see something different.]
Did I just...?
[But no, it was all the same from before.]
Oh, sorry.
[Checking out the bedrooms]
[What she really would've liked at this point was a change of clothes. There wasn't anything wrong with her school uniform, aside from it being a little dirty. But it really wasn't the kind of clothing she wanted to wear for a grand adventure!
Monika looked about what she assumed were living quarterss, but there really wasn't much left that she could use.
The clothes that were left behind were just no good.
Defeated, she leaves the room and sighs.]
Christ, why is it so hard to find a decently sized skirt?
[Looking for volunteers]
[Monika was up and walking throughout the temple, looking to be in better spirits than before. At least, that was the image she was presenting. Inwardly she was still tired and confused, but at least keeping herself busy would also keep her distracted. Right now, she wanted to get a better handle on what it was she could do now.
The voices in her head (again, not crazy!) had told her that she'd have special powers or weapons now, or nothing at all! Weapons wasn't it, and she strongly hoped that there was something now, especially to make up for tripping over herself when running away from the Wheelers. Fortunately for her, she could feel that something.
It was hard to put into words. But there was this... sensation.
Of something she needed to do.
But for that, she needed a volunteer.]
Um, hi! Are you busy right now?
If you're not, could you give me a hand with something? I'm trying to figure out how my new powers work.
[The hard part wasn't the approach, but rather what came after.]
What: Resting, Scrounging, Practicing
Where: Throughout Melai Temple
When: Early in their stay
Warnings/Notes: Nothing as of yet!
[Near the campfire at night.]
[It's a moment where she's finally able to catch herself for what feels like the first time in a while.
She's tired, so tired.
Both physically and emotionally.
And it shows in her demeanor as she continues to just blankly stare at the fire in front of her.
The fire feels warm and relaxing, its bright flame so full of color, like everything else in this world. It helps Monika fall asleep. Everything goes dark as as she eventually nods off.
Sleep only last for a few minutes, though, as she gasps and wakes up. She looks around, confused and disoriented. Expecting to see something different.]
Did I just...?
[But no, it was all the same from before.]
Oh, sorry.
[Checking out the bedrooms]
[What she really would've liked at this point was a change of clothes. There wasn't anything wrong with her school uniform, aside from it being a little dirty. But it really wasn't the kind of clothing she wanted to wear for a grand adventure!
Monika looked about what she assumed were living quarterss, but there really wasn't much left that she could use.
The clothes that were left behind were just no good.
Defeated, she leaves the room and sighs.]
Christ, why is it so hard to find a decently sized skirt?
[Looking for volunteers]
[Monika was up and walking throughout the temple, looking to be in better spirits than before. At least, that was the image she was presenting. Inwardly she was still tired and confused, but at least keeping herself busy would also keep her distracted. Right now, she wanted to get a better handle on what it was she could do now.
The voices in her head (again, not crazy!) had told her that she'd have special powers or weapons now, or nothing at all! Weapons wasn't it, and she strongly hoped that there was something now, especially to make up for tripping over herself when running away from the Wheelers. Fortunately for her, she could feel that something.
It was hard to put into words. But there was this... sensation.
Of something she needed to do.
But for that, she needed a volunteer.]
Um, hi! Are you busy right now?
If you're not, could you give me a hand with something? I'm trying to figure out how my new powers work.
[The hard part wasn't the approach, but rather what came after.]
no subject
And make sure it's something you feel comfortable with.
no subject
[ Despite what sounded like hesitation in his response, Imp does as instructed, closing his eyes. But concentrating on a single memory was not something he was good at. His mind was constantly jumping from one chaotic thought to another, whether he wanted it to or not, but he does his best. ]
Is reading memories or minds something you can do?
[ He asks absently, even as he tried to concentrate and stick to a single thought.
Memories of Young Justice are what he tries to keep in his head, staying away from anything attached to his or others civilian identities.
Eventually, his mind settles on memories from a night of camping during the teams early days. Just hanging out like normal teenagers. Normal teenagers with superpowers and costumes.
The memory of a small group of teens, sitting around a fire at night laughing and eating junk food, is cast in the yellow hue of Imp's goggles. At least two of the kids look like they could be younger versions of two of the people in their current group. Superboy and Wondergirl are looking a little more 90's with their fashion but their faces aren't too different and they still carry some of the iconographies of the clothes they showed up here in.
The others in the group are a girl made of smoke, a blond girl in archers gear and a red and white costume, and a black haired boy in a green and red costume with a domino mask.
As they talk around the fire, everything about the others and their surroundings are slow. Almost agonizingly so. While Bart himself switches between moving at what seems like a more normal pace, as he grabs hot dogs to shove on a stick or zips over to someone's side, other times he's forcing himself to move at their pace, when he's talking with them or waiting for them to finish a sentence.
His mind cycles through a few different memories of that night, mostly involving chatter around the fire. A game of Truth or Dare, Imp and the smoke girl scaring off a set of poachers as she turns in to a monster deer and he catches their bullets out of the air, talk of whether or not they would "quit the game" to which Bart responds to the question "would you be normal if you could" with "I am normal. It's the rest of the world that's weird." ]
no subject
[Call it a strong feeling she'd gotten. A need or an urge to figure it out.]
I'm going to just put my hand on your shoulder, okay?
[Gentle touches, making sure the other person was as comfortable as they could be as she closed her eyes.
The setting slowly came into focus, as if Monika herself was right there. A small fire, with a group of people sitting nearby. Details of their individual faces were still a little hard for her to make out, but their general figures such as their clothing was clear. It was a colorful group, to be sure!
The world "normal" doesn't escape her eyes and neither do some of the other fantastical sights. After a few moments, Monika lets go. She smiles.]
I've never gone camping before. It looked like a lot of fun.