002 - The Stargazing Meme

[aflockofmemegulls]

the stargazing meme

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prompts

one → meteor shower you just saw a falling star! and another! make a wish!
two → aliens what was that? was that really? omg no way a ufo!
three → lunar eclipse you've been sitting out for hours, waiting for this. it's so cool!
four → comet does it move fast or slow? either way, it's amazing.
five → full moon the moon is so huge! just don't look too long, it's really bright too.
six → star dust anything can happen in space. make up your own plot!
seven → solar eclipse this might be happening in the middle of the day!
eight → planet sighting is that a new star? nope, just a neighbor in the solar system!
nine → constellations do you know the stories behind these odd patterns?
ten → deep space normal stargazing isn't that much fun. you got a telescope!

Comments

who're you calling a toe

[pinkifying]

[YES CONTINUE TO BOLSTER HER EGO THERE AMI. she visibly preens, her expression smug]

I like to learn! It's a big universe full of fascinating things! Thankfully I get my brains from Papa, and not otherwise.

[she sets her chin in her hands and scans the old tome again, before looking curiously back at her instructor]

Did you ever do this kind of thing with your Mama?

You'd prefer a butt?

[geniustheveil]

[Ami's smile turns slightly wistful, but it's still a smile, still fond, still excusing whatever part of what she's about to say might be sad.]

We never really had the opportunity. I think we both would have liked to, though. She always encouraged me when I wanted to study astronomy.

[princess_luna]

Forgive my complete lack of astonishment at such a statement.

[Celestia had a hell of a time trying to convince Luna to even consider this, so perhaps it was for the best that he hadn't messed with her moon. She's not as patient as her sister, after all.]

But of course. I can be quite artistic if the mood strikes me.

[ex_unwinds838]

[ he is not drunk nor he is stupid, in fact he is perfectly sober and in full possession of all of his senses. come on Mikoto, you can't see it? ]

What— No, 'course not. It's your zodiac sign, dimwit.

[ in the most matter-of-fact tone ever ]

[manofiron]

On the heels of that announcement comes a somewhat embarrassing mental image of traipsing back to Justin’s parents’ house and asking to bum a few matches of them. It wouldn’t be that bad, really, but they’d known about this trip in advance. They’d planned enough to buy the necessary equipment. And even if he doesn’t know the first thing about camping, he’s Tony fucking Stark. He should be able to start a fire without matches.

But he’s saved from having to go request help from the Hammers when Justin fishes out the lighter. Huffing, Tony has to resist deciding into utterly juvenile behavior; much as the situation seems to call for sticking his tongue out at him, he’s not going to do it. “Were you holding out on me on purpose or did you mistake me for a magic-wielding alien again?”

He’s joking, of course. On both fronts, really. It doesn’t bother him that Justin’s having a little fun with him at his expense. At the offer, he waves his hand expansively, like he’s the ringmaster at a particularly flamboyant circus. “Oh, do go ahead, master fire-lighter. Show us newbies how it’s done.”

Re: 3!!!!

[spikedteaparty]

[ they have both seen and did things in their lives, from a very young age too, that would make a weaker man crumble under the weight of it all. and they both handled it differently. it took a particular kind of man to still smile cheerfully after just having witnessed something that was nothing else but a simple murder. if with an unusual kind of a criminal. witnessing slaughter or partaking in slaughter of beings that for most seem the stuff of nightmares.

it might be a coping mechanism, it might be just the way Tsukitachi is, always was, always will be, but he was blunt, he was rude, but most of all cheerful -- sometimes with the help of some alcohol, admittedly. but alcohol didn't change his attitude and general demeanour that much-- simply exaggerated it further into an extreme of some sort. he took life in stride, enjoyed the little things that it pushed his way, or handed him wrapped up with a bow on top, and made opportunities for more.

Hirato's question, makes him lift an eyebrow as he wrestles with the corkscrew -- not the most handy type of a corkscrew this one -- and the bottle of wine. ]

Patience, my dear Hirato~

[ there's still a smile on his face and he doesn't divert his gaze from Hirato, pulling out the cork with a soft, glassy pop sound. it was a night like none other and Tsukitachi was going to make the most out of it. lunar eclipses weren't particularly common and Hirato putting up with his company so easily was an even rarer occurrence. he pours them both a glass, the dark red liquid black in the darkness. ]

[spikedteaparty]

[ that makes it the two of them tipsy but not drunk. Tsukitachi glances at the direction pointed to him and he squints, and he stares and-- ]

Ahh~ what am I looking at? Or for!

[ because all he can see is the vast expense of a dark sky-- almost black, but not quite, the pure darkness broken through with hues of dark blue-- and the stars shining, unreachable as ever. the moon is gone by now, either too late or too early, he isn't so sure anymore what time it is. ]

[biking]

[ somehow it doesn't surprise Mikoto that Izumo knows his zodiac sign when he doesn't even know it. never cared to know it. shit like that is simply a waste of time-- it was neither important nor useful. ]

Hnn...

[ but he'll still look towards the sky once more, to where Izumo was pointing earlier-- ]

Can't see it.

[ maybe because he's looking a bit too much to the left, maybe looking a little too high. gotta explain it better, Izumo, where he should be looking. ]

[panne]

An apt time, I admit.

[Panne looks upward as well, expression softening only the tiniest bit.]

Watching pieces of stars shoot across the sky is rare. [She repeats the statement in her own words, perhaps to cement the knowledge in her mind.] Would this be what humans consider a fortunate moment?

[nofunmakingsense]

[He laughs lowly, partially coiling into a spiral, keeping himself propped up on the elbows of his 'arms'.]

Ah, the taciturn princess has quite the deadpan. That means there must be a sense of humor under all that stiffness.

[This is his version of behaving. Take what you can get, Luna.]

Are there stories behind these pictures, or did your 'artistic mood' just inspire you to put whatever you felt like up there? Not that there's anything wrong with doing art on a whim, that is. [He snaps his talons, a paintbrush appearing in his hand and a canvas appearing before them. He makes a few quick strokes of the brush, a picture appearing that looks like just a mess of dots when looked at closely, but when looked at from a distance, it looks vaguely like two graceful Alicorns swirling around the planet.

Before any more of the painting can be made out, he snaps his fingers and the canvas and paintbrush both disappear.]

[the_saner_one]

[ Yuui turns his head and sticks out his tongue at him. ] 

Just because I'm a teacher doesn't mean I'm all knowing, you know.

[simpleman]

Not always a good sign, babe. [It's said casually, but he's ever watchful in the dark. It's become a hard habit to break, as much as he'd like to. And he knows she knows that: she knows him far too well, after all. And they've been through too much together even now.

He glances up at the sky, just for a moment, before setting to on the pie. Again: She knows him far too well, sometimes, and it's a little unnerving, and at the same time remarkably comforting, to know that there was somewhere other than the scrapyard to feel...Well, at home.]

I dunno. [The fork hits the plate with a clatter as he sets it back down.] Maybe I'm just being...I dunno, paranoid. Again.

[simpleman]

[And right there. He's forgotten how absolutely deadpan clueless she is, and how much she does remind him of Cas, in so many awkward ways.

He laughs to himself, shaking his head.]

Well, I'm still breathing, so that's a plus, I guess.

[simpleman]

[Given the fact that she has one hunter with a penchant for wearing layered clothing and a bad haircut hot on her tail, she doesn't have much choice. He and Same have been waiting for this, stuck in the craphole town for a few days now, just to be sure they had their ducks in a row.

After all, hadn't all the signs been there? They had, and he's eager to get it over with and move on to the next craphole town and craphole job.

He moves swiftly after her, seeing her enter the field, and rushes in himself, yanking his gun from the back of his pants.]

Hey! What do you think you're doing, sweetheart.

[roseinpromenade]

It's not? The Huntress has always been an auspicious constellation where I'm from. Anyway...

Maybe you are. But there's nothing wrong with that. [Paranoia saves lives, even though here in Asgard it's not nearly as necessary as it would be elsewhere-- at home, where he's from, most anywhere else. Here, the dangers aren't as prolific, the fear not as soul-consuming among the people. The Fae here are taken as matter-of-factly as the weather; the magic in this place is as much a part of it as the forests.] But there's nothing out there right now, I think. So relax a little and enjoy your beer. The wards'll tell me if there's anything to really worry about.

sorry for the wait!

[impossibled]

[Weird stuff happened during solar eclipses, right? It wasn't like they were a common thing, so maybe, just maybe, Oswin would be able to find who she was looking for during it. Which was why she'd ventured outside for a bit, just sort of aimlessly wandering.

Coming across another person is somewhat unexpected, but this spot's nice and Oswin isn't a shy girl, so approaching isn't really a chore.]

D'you mind? [She glances briefly at the spot just about five feet away from the other woman.]

[unrelentingly]

There was something rather curious about this woman, something he couldn't particularly put his finger on. She didn't look to be a rogue, nor did she seem like a warrior - in fact, something about her seemed different. She was no ordinary civilian, he couldn't play why but he just felt it to be so. It was an unusual feeling and one that made him want to learn more about this stranger on the rooftop.

Shifting his position a little, he turned himself so that he could better keep an eye on her. The distance between them was acceptable for now, she seemed just as wary of him as he was of her. It made sense - after all, even in Kirkwall, how often did one encounter someone atop a roof, gazing at stars? His attention turned back to the sky again, that thin smile still across his face.

"It has been some time," he was in agreement about that. When was the last time the moon was so bright or the stars glistened like this? Not a single cloud to obscure the night sky, letting those blessed enough to witness it with a feeling of awe. "I don't believe I've ever seen a night as calm and clear as this in all my years here in Kirkwall."

He remembered nights like this in Lothering, so many years ago - and nights like this before that. He could remember sitting with his father, laying out in the grass and just gazing skyward.

"I used to know the names of all of the stars... But over the years, it seems I've forgotten a number of them."

[megamind]

[ SQUAWK ]

[ Megamind backpeddels from the camera rapidly, eyes huge. OH HOLY MOTHER OF ALL THAT'S EVIL THAT-- ]

[ That's a bird... woman? ]

[ Okay, okay, stay cool. Bird woman. No big deal. He straightens, smoothes his mantle and tugs on his glove before he attempts to be... smooth. ]

Why, yes. Everything I have is impressive. [ He grins... and gestures to the camera, breaking character as eagerness overtakes him. ] I'm totally going to get some deep space photos tonight... in fact, a few rare nubulae should be visible if I angle it right!

[... he went from innuendo to nerding in about five seconds flat. So much for 'smooth'. ]

[allofme]

[ That is a fast moving black dragon-- at night-- so it may be hard to track. But a blonde man? In the air? Gets attention, and Hiccup and Toothless wheel across the sky to double back and get a look at this oddity. ]

[theangryturtle]

[ He's not alone on the rooftops, either. Oh, it may be hard to tell at first-- after all, Raph's been learning to move by stealth since he could walk, and he's grown up walking silent over autumn leaves. So he's a shadow of a shadow, pacing himself as he moves in a paralell pattern to the Captain. ]

[ But they're sure to meet... eventually. Like when they find they run out of taller buildings, and have to venture down, since that crash seems to have occurred in a dump. ]

[ Just their luck, right? Raph's aware he's not alone, but he watches and waits, cautious around an unknown human. Hopefully the alien isn't hostile-- but if it's a Tricerton in that vessel? It'll come out swinging. ]

[megamind]

[ Oh we're sorry, were you having a good time? Planning on fun? Megamind's going to ruin it. That's his job. He's a villain. ]

[ Which is why the deafening cords of heavy metal suddenly ring out across the land. Look, he's prepping his next big gig and this will totally have the right ambiance. ]

[kingofnightmares]

[Well there goes his eardrums. The spirit clamps his hands over his ears and looks over his shoulder at him and... why did he not see that? Quickly, Pitch gets up to his feet and storms over to Megamind, hands balled into fists.

His eyes flicker over to the sky as he does so. He still had SOME time before the total eclipse.

Pitch walks up to the alien, silver eyes narrowed at him.]

Do you mind?

[eyespyafeather]

[There's a soft laugh as he rolls onto his side, elbow pressing into the dirt, hand coming up to cradle his head, enabling him to look at the other as he spoke.]

Or perhaps I thought experience came with age.

[domina_illustris]

[Yup, definitely getting closer to the problem, that creeping feeling along the back of her neck is getting worse and her husband's amulet is staring to heat up under bodice, both sure signs that something is here and it isn't feeling friendly.

Oh, and that man from the little diner is here to, well shoot.

She runs further into the field, ducking and weaving around both to try and throw him off and get a better idea of where she needs to go. Playing hot and cold with her instincts is tricky this close, but with the amulet's help it is doable.]

What am I doing? What are you doing? Following a lone woman you just met into a secluded field, you'll make a lady worried doing stuff like that.

[tophat]

[ if he were a kinder man, maybe hirato would have coped differently with the life he's ended up in. sadly, however, he isn't particularly kind at the end of the day. it's possibly how he chooses to cope with the matter of seeing (and committing) more murders than even the worst of criminals. really, the greatest difference between himself and them is that he has a license to kill, or so to speak, whereas they lack one.

hmm. perhaps he should have invested in a new corkscrew before this, but it's almost a bit exciting when things don't go as smoothly as they usually do. a little adventure. then again, anything can be an adventure if you look at it from just the right angle. ]

It would be tragic to have nothing to drink, though.

[ he says, almost absentmindedly, and leans back against the railing. above, the stars shine so brightly, almost as if there won't be anything different about the sky tonight. ]

But it seems you've averted that outcome.