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legionworld2017-03-09 05:25 pm
bachido) wrote in legionworld2017-03-09 05:25 pm
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Everyday I've known, it grows only deeper
Who| Open to all
What| Kubo took a couple days off from Legion Training after Sariatu vanished, and now that it's been a couple days he's back to his old rounds.
Where| The Mess Hall and Hab Deck
When| The third Space Morning after Mall Planet.
Warnings/Notes| Parental death mention
- Storytime -
For three days, the midday meal in the mess hall had been quiet. The first day, because Kubo was visiting a planet-sized mall with his friends. The second two days, because he'd taken emergency leave.
His mother was gone, and if he understood the way people vanished from Legion sometimes, that meant she'd gone straight back to the moment of her death. It had taken two days of emergency leave for Kubo to be able to think of anything but that.
His father was still there, and that helped two days not become more.
On the third day after Sariatu's vanishing, Kubo was back to class, though still quiet and subdued. He was back to training, and still grateful that Wash hadn't let him cash in his Get Out of Training Free card.
And he was back to the cafeteria, with a brand new tale, one that didn't have anything at all to do with his recent loss.
He struck up the tune for the day's story on his shamisen.
"If you must blink - do it now."
Telling the story of when he and Pidge had fought a saber-antlered monster in the middle of the Silent Horizon mission was a better distraction than the day's earlier rituals. Pidge had been brave and strong and daring, snagging and subdoing the beast with her bayard, despite many near misses as the monster tried to gore both Legionnaires as Kubo worked to distract it. By the end of the story, when a flash-flooding acidic river had separated the two heroes, Kubo looked a lot livelier than he had the rest of the morning.
Getting back to telling tales felt more like getting back to real life than anything else had before.
- Exploring -
Kubo hadn't been put back on the Watch rotation yet, and that left him more time after the day's training to continue exploring the Hab Deck. There were new spaces that he had never been to, brought there by Legionnaires he hadn't met yet. There were his father's new caverns to see. There was the little house in the beautiful woods his mother had brought with her, and left behind her.
All in all it was peaceful and interesting and it took his mind off missing her, even when passing the little house. If anything, the house was a nice reminder that she'd been there at all.
And the other Legionnaire's pieces of habitat were a reminder that he still had many of them to meet, and countless new stories to learn.
- Let's make some memories! -
Kubo had gotten a number of interesting things on his trip to the mall planet with Wash and the other Legion kids. A few odds and ends for Mother, that rested on the family altar in his quarters now. A strange little clamp that, when clipped on his shamisen, gave it an enormous sound he had yet to play with.
And a truly serious amount of arts and crafts supplies. The glittery, gluey mass of pens, markers, pipe cleaners, special paper, and blank books took up half a table on the mess deck, and he and Beetle needed all that space to work with.
"See this picture?" Kubo was saying, showing his omnicom to his father. On the screen was a picture Kubo had taken of himself and his mother, his mother mid-bite of noodles with a rare goofy look on her elegant face at the candid photo. "Dave showed me how to do this. It's called a selfie! And when I do this -"
He patted a slim machine a little larger than his hand, pressed an icon on the touchscreen of his omnicom, and a print of the picture issued snappily from the photo printer, straight onto already adhesive paper.
"So you take the piece on the back off, put it in the book, and -" Kubo held the blank book, with its single new photo, out to Beetle. "It's sort of like a permanent memory!"
Thank goodness Dipper had explained to him what Scrapbooking was while he was in a place to buy supplies.
What| Kubo took a couple days off from Legion Training after Sariatu vanished, and now that it's been a couple days he's back to his old rounds.
Where| The Mess Hall and Hab Deck
When| The third Space Morning after Mall Planet.
Warnings/Notes| Parental death mention
For three days, the midday meal in the mess hall had been quiet. The first day, because Kubo was visiting a planet-sized mall with his friends. The second two days, because he'd taken emergency leave.
His mother was gone, and if he understood the way people vanished from Legion sometimes, that meant she'd gone straight back to the moment of her death. It had taken two days of emergency leave for Kubo to be able to think of anything but that.
His father was still there, and that helped two days not become more.
On the third day after Sariatu's vanishing, Kubo was back to class, though still quiet and subdued. He was back to training, and still grateful that Wash hadn't let him cash in his Get Out of Training Free card.
And he was back to the cafeteria, with a brand new tale, one that didn't have anything at all to do with his recent loss.
He struck up the tune for the day's story on his shamisen.
"If you must blink - do it now."
Telling the story of when he and Pidge had fought a saber-antlered monster in the middle of the Silent Horizon mission was a better distraction than the day's earlier rituals. Pidge had been brave and strong and daring, snagging and subdoing the beast with her bayard, despite many near misses as the monster tried to gore both Legionnaires as Kubo worked to distract it. By the end of the story, when a flash-flooding acidic river had separated the two heroes, Kubo looked a lot livelier than he had the rest of the morning.
Getting back to telling tales felt more like getting back to real life than anything else had before.
Kubo hadn't been put back on the Watch rotation yet, and that left him more time after the day's training to continue exploring the Hab Deck. There were new spaces that he had never been to, brought there by Legionnaires he hadn't met yet. There were his father's new caverns to see. There was the little house in the beautiful woods his mother had brought with her, and left behind her.
All in all it was peaceful and interesting and it took his mind off missing her, even when passing the little house. If anything, the house was a nice reminder that she'd been there at all.
And the other Legionnaire's pieces of habitat were a reminder that he still had many of them to meet, and countless new stories to learn.
Kubo had gotten a number of interesting things on his trip to the mall planet with Wash and the other Legion kids. A few odds and ends for Mother, that rested on the family altar in his quarters now. A strange little clamp that, when clipped on his shamisen, gave it an enormous sound he had yet to play with.
And a truly serious amount of arts and crafts supplies. The glittery, gluey mass of pens, markers, pipe cleaners, special paper, and blank books took up half a table on the mess deck, and he and Beetle needed all that space to work with.
"See this picture?" Kubo was saying, showing his omnicom to his father. On the screen was a picture Kubo had taken of himself and his mother, his mother mid-bite of noodles with a rare goofy look on her elegant face at the candid photo. "Dave showed me how to do this. It's called a selfie! And when I do this -"
He patted a slim machine a little larger than his hand, pressed an icon on the touchscreen of his omnicom, and a print of the picture issued snappily from the photo printer, straight onto already adhesive paper.
"So you take the piece on the back off, put it in the book, and -" Kubo held the blank book, with its single new photo, out to Beetle. "It's sort of like a permanent memory!"
Thank goodness Dipper had explained to him what Scrapbooking was while he was in a place to buy supplies.
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He looks pretty happy, and she has to admit, his smile is infectious.
"I thought the best stories came from the most adversity...I mean, you aren't wrong, but still."
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Help them run faster, help them be less afraid, help them fight the monster . . . who could say?
"Anyway, you had a lot of adversity, right? Back learning to fight with your team and looking for your family, right?" he went on. "If adversity builds the best stories, you must have a lot more good ones. Maybe we could work together to tell one, some time."
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She chuckles. "Yeah, I think I can come up with a few. I mean, we have a magic princess on our team, there's gotta be a good story in that!"