Streets of Fandom, Monday Morning

[hatesparadise]

So, a weekend here translated to over a month back home once again before they were yanked right on back to this damn island.

And Danny would have very much preferred to recover from everything with his kid and very lovely girlfriend who lives in Hawaii by his side. But nooo. That couldn't happen for him.

Though Steve did make breakfast for a change. Which had been nice too. Up until Danny remembered that none of the meds that had been prescribed to him back at Queen's came with them. So, he had to drag himself out to deal with some stairs in order to get new ones from the clinic here. You know, to not keel over from some terrible infection or something.

Honestly, his life.

[very open!]

Atlas Gym, Monday (9/21)

[notallbluemonks]

As a general rule, Beau didn't pay most of the morning regulars any mind. They did their thing, she did what she had to do around the gym, it worked out. Totally uneventful morning.

Until the power blinked, anyway.

Beau got up and went to investigate (in no small part amused that she got to use her darkvision goggles for the first time since she'd brought them home with her from Wildemount) and would have ended up getting knocked over onto her ass by the air currents coming from the four industrial floor drying blower fans that were all plugged in and all turned on, facing toward the doorway of the storage room because she would have failed her strength saving throw, if they had still been on. Which they weren't, because they'd blown the circuit breaker.

"Dude," Beau said to the two gremlins who were standing there sporting identical expressions of what looked like sheepishness in the greyscale vision she got through the goggles. "The fuck, man? It's a good trick though, I'll give you that," she went on, actually yelling the last bit because the gremlins were scurrying off into the vents by then.

The faint exclamations of relief when she turned the breakers back on were still audible by the time she emerged back into the gym proper, and she raised one hand in a sarcastic wave.

"Yeah, yeah, you're welcome," she drawled.

They all ignored her.

"Yeah, whatever."

Trooper Station, Monday, September 21, 2020

[grenadesandohana]

The magical beach chairs had brought Steve and Danny back to Fandom after they'd been discharged from the hospital, blowing a hole in Steve's sushi date with Cath and whatever Danny had planned with Amber.

Steve wasn't spending any time thinking about that. He was too busy running the Troopers through five different rescue scenarios involving collapsed buildings and ignoring all of their questions about why he was moving like a building had been dropped on him.

Because a building had been dropped on him, but that wasn't why he was doing this! It was just important to be prepared!

[OOC: So open!]

The Park, Monday afternoon

[stykera]

Stark was continuing his attempt at getting out more and had stopped off at both The Perk and JGoB before heading to the park.

The park, he reasoned, was not somewhere he was likely to be coerced into having very short dates with anyone but he might still see people to talk to. As long as the weather was pleasant he was more than happy to be outside enjoying said weather.

So he'd found himself a bench in the sun, had a frozen coffee beverage with more whipped cream than was probably advisable in hand, and a box of assorted cookies from JGoB next to him on the bench. He might even share.

[Hi I'm full of holes and parked on my couch all day again. Entertain me? Although I may fall asleep at any time. Because I'm full of holes. Being full of holes is tiring.]