legionworld | beach episode (semi-open)

Who| Carolina + Freelancer squad and friends (aka anyone with close enough CR with one of the Freelancers, Locus, Tucker or Grif to be invited).
What| ~~Beach episode~~ water park shenanigans.
Where| Carolina's habitat.
When| After the PR plot + Carolina talking to Tucker.
Warnings/Notes|

Considering Tucker had been the first to visit Carolina's habitat, it was no surprise that the fact she had a water park based on the one they'd had back home was quickly disseminated around to the others from back home. It wasn't exactly the same - there was a longer lazy river in this one that circled around the apartment complex.

Once she'd returned from the little jaunt around the planets, Tucker had suggested that maybe she let the others visit the water park. And given what she'd been doing during her last mission? She was inclined to agree.

She wasn't throwing a party, she wanted that noted. There was not a grill in her habitat right now, and tofurkey or beef-flavored tofu wasn't the same. So - what passes for chips and dip is set out nearby. She did get a couple boxes of synthehol, and had managed to sway one of the bartenders into letting her have a bottle of actual, real whiskey. And she'd let the other freelancers know they could come by, and bring friends if they really wanted to.

Other than that, it was BYOB and food. She was just providing the entertainment. And the entertainment was the waterpark itself, complete with Carolina sitting on an inner tube, dressed in a swimsuit. She's temporarily lifted the lock she normally sets on her habitat so it won't stop anyone from coming inside.

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Carolina wishes she could lie to him. Tell him it does get easier, that you miss them so much less, but -

"Not for me," she says, staring out at the water. "The first time, it's horrible, and you don't know how you're going to handle it. And when it happens again, it's just as bad. You just get... better at learning how to deal with it."

Well, that's about as comforting as a swift kick to the balls. And really, he shouldn't be surprised; she wasn't about to lie to him, even if he wanted her to, even if he needed her to. That...wasn't how this was supposed to go, not kid gloves and bullshit.

There was a long look back at her before he was eyeing the waterpark again. Slowly he got up, walked to the water's edge, sat down, and dipped his legs into the pool. The concrete was warm beneath his thighs, heated by the sun.

"We're going to need something stronger than beer at this rate."

"Don't think they sell much that's stronger than beer."

Carolina watches him get up, finally unfolding herself, grabbing what's left of her six-pack, and walking over to the edge of the water. She slowly sits herself down next to him, shoulder to shoulder.

"I mean, they aren't supposed to have it, or meat either. But apparently alcohol they'll smuggle that in on."

"Of course not. If we can't get real bacon, why would we get real booze?"

He felt her sit down next to him rather than watched her; her shadow was suddenly there, casting over him before she sat down. Her shoulder was close, and without looking, he leaned over to bump his against hers, before shrugging. Talking about Epsilon hurt, but talking about it with someone who understood felt a little better. Misery screws company or something.

"You think everyone else is okay?" he asked quietly. If he can't save Epsilon, he can worry about the others at least.

She nudges him back with her shoulder, a little hard but - an affectionate response none the less. When he asks about the guys, she laughs.

"C'mon, they've got each other and you, as far as I know. Simmon's probably criticized whomever is guarding you into insanity and you've gotten out already."

Dammit, Carolina! He wasn't expecting that hard nudge and he nearly tipped over, stopping only because he caught himself on his elbow instead. She didn't get her strength sometimes, he knew that, but shit, she was strong.

So he leaned back up and nudged her right back, affectionate and hard. They were so, so mature sometimes.

"Yeah, but...we're here. So, you know...maybe shit's different. I don't know." He sighed a little. "You know how Caboose gets when he's the only Blue around."

"You know how Caboose gets when we're short one Blue team member, let alone three." And that's her admitting that she's a part of blue team, not refusing to be on either or a part of Red team, as Sarge so often insisted.

She's gentler when she elbows him in the side after he nudges her, a little smile slipping onto her face.

"We're going home to a disaster, you know." Robots on the march with Caboose as their leader. All the walls would be drawn over in crayon. The hugs they would get would break their bones, and while he wouldn't admit it, he was looking forward to all of it.

He smiled back at her, the grin stretching his lips as he moved his legs a little back and forth in the water. It felt good, seeing her smile felt good, all of this... it reminded him of him. Speaking of mourning and old friends...

"How are you doing with all your old Freelancer buddies here?"

Yeah, way to eaaase into that. Ahh, if there was only a way to lube a question.

But then again, wasn't that what the beer was for?

Oof, what a question. The grin falls off her face like a rock, and she looks forward, out at the water, kicking her own feet in it.

"I don't know," She finally says. "Some of them have started to move on, some of them seem to be stuck in the past, and they're all.. just how I remember them," she says finally, looking at her feet. "Like they didn't die, they just got stolen away."

Ugh, he hadn't meant for that heaviness to happen, for her smile to disappear like that. Shit. But if they were going to talk about it, now was the time, when so many other things were hanging overhead, so many other delicate topics were being discussed. Epsilon would have probably broached it if he was here, but he wasn't.

She was stuck with Tucker.

"Kind of fucks with your head when you put it that way." He frowned a little, before lying backwards, hands under his head and warm cement against his back. "You should go do something fun with them. Maybe take the tension off."

"Mm. Maybe." She's not sure how much she wants to do that, but she tries to think of something positive.

"... I got to apologize to CT. She tried to tell me something during the project and I didn't believe her. So I'm glad I got that chance, to see her."

CT. CT was... She was something. He smiled a little, different than the normal smirk of someone trying to get some and throwing out lines likes bands threw out guitar picks at the end of their set; there was an undertone of investment that didn't seem capable by someone like him.

"Yeah, she told me a little." Their first talk, when the desert was fucking him up, her story was fucking him up. "She's a pretty awesome chick. Glad you're getting your shit together."

You know, while she had the chance.

Oh, she catches that cute little smile. And she seizes upon a subject change like a lioness getting food for her cubs.

"So, you've met her. What do you think of her?" She leans in, elbowing him. "You know, besides awesome."

beach episode (semi-open)

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