The Viewing Globe

WHO: Quinn and Kamal
WHAT: Not quite making it home
WHERE: Near apartments
WHEN: August 31, post battle

Quinn was exhausted. All he could think about was once again trying to make it home to his bed. He really needed to practice more with his power, using it shouldn’t make him this tired. He blinked and rubbed at his face, yawning.

His building was right over there and yet so far away.

He frowned as his hand came away from his face wet. He was so tired that his eyes were tearing? Quinn brought his shirt up and scrubbed his face. As he smoothed his shirt out he blinked.

( Tired. )

WHO Desmond and Rika
WHAT Desmond wasting time and Rika venturing out of her apartment
WHEN August 31st, slightly after mid-afternoon
WHERE Outside the apartments

( Don't tell me you've got the ability to off me with just your thoughts. )

WHO Desmond and Angela
WHAT Sorting out their relationship
WHEN August 31st, mid afternoon
WHERE Anglea's Place
( She wanted to see if the attraction she'd felt had been the moonlight or if perhaps a bit more than that. )

To be continued

WHO: Staffan and Lisa
WHAT: Nerf war
WHERE: Just outside the apartment
WHEN: 8/31 - 2pm

Staffan was bored. He didn't know what else to do. It was too early to go out anywhere, but he still wanted something to do other than sit in his apartment all day. He had no idea where his teammates were, or frankly, where anybody was for that matter. But it's not like he had bothered looking, either. He had decided to put that new nerf gun to use, finally.

And so he stood, just outside the apartments of his and other active rangers. He would wait until a victim showed themselves either by passing by or coming out of the complex. He didn't make a note of hiding himself, either. Blaster in hand, the foam darts were all ready to be shot at some unlucky person that caught the blonde man's attention.

A voice. Smirking, Staffan turned toward it, crouching and sneaking his way over. He aimed the toy guy, biting on his lip as he struggled to keep from laughing. They didn't have a clue, that was the best part. He just hoped they wouldn't want to kill him, some people have a tendency to be a bit uptight around here. Shaking the thought from his mind, Staffan grinned and open fired when his target was in range.

WHO: Ionia & LA's Ranger Team
WHAT: Attacking the city
WHERE: Somewhere in LA
WHEN: 8/31, 6:00 PM
RATING: Probably PG-13 for violence and language

( Ionia had a plan. )

{Christen said that LA's team can cover this attack. Lucky LA! Posting order - Quinn, Nic, Ethan, Hank, Lindsey with Ionia jumping in as villainy is needed. Feel free to move the dog monster around, keeping in mind it knows to react/dodge/par somewhat to various karate moves. Feel free to branch off as needed for various parts of the attack if wanted.}

WHO: Quinn and Evita
WHAT: Getting Lunch
WHEN: 8/31, 11: 30 am
WHERE: Get Some Bar and Grille

After having settled back in at his apartment, talking to Neil on the phone and deciding to reread A Wrinkle in Time in case Abbie did call, Quinn decided that he wanted an uncomplicated lunch. This meant of course, no cooking. Having decided that a burger with fries and a milkshake sounded good he found himself at the Get Some Bar and Grille.

The place was reasonably not busy and he was seated near the bar since he was by himself. After ordering he opened his book, intent on enjoying a story he’d always loved, but hadn’t read in awhile.

WHO: Tristan and Penny
WHAT: Tristan wants to hang out with Penny
WHEN: 8/31, 11:10 am
WHERE: Penny's place

Tristan glanced in the mirror, frowning at his image. Even with a long sleeved shirt on to cover the bruises on his arms, make-up on his face to disguise the marks on his face, and an eyepatch to hide his black eye, he still looked a bit of a mess. His cheek was swollen, his skin was scratched in a few places, and the make-up wasn't exactly put on perfectly. He'd picked it up that morning from a store in town. He'd gotten a few raised eyebrows over that, but he didn't care. Anything was better then looking like he just got a serious beating- which he had. Plus the eyepatch was just a little suspicious.

Ah well. He'd tell everyone he was starting a new fashion trend or something. They might even believe him. And with that he left his apartment and headed over to Penny's place. He hadn't hung out with her in a while, and hopefully Penny could cheer him up. He still felt horrid over the whole thing with Evie, but he knew it was better to let her cool off then try to apologize right now.

In no time at all he was in front of Penny's door and knocking on it. 'Bang bang-bang bang bang, BANG BANG.' "Penny! You in there?" he shouted through the door. Maybe he should have called to check that she was in. Not that it mattered, he was here now he supposed.

Who:  Will and Open
What:  Rejoining the World/Visiting Hours
Where:  Med Bay
When:  1 pm, August 31st

The chart read as following:  Internal Bleeding, mended.  Three Broken Ribs, set.  Dislocated Shoulder, reset.  To Will though, he was yet to be aware that there was even a chart.  The room was quiet, for he was not in critical condition, and had stabilized the day before, but he had still been out of it.  It was a combination of the injuries, and the medicine that had kept his mind under throughout the last two days.  He had not awaken, but those who had stayed by his side swore at least at several points he did manage one word.  It was a name, Sarah, and nothing else.  He lay still on the bed, as it was propped up slightly so he could sleep comfortably.  His chest was bandaged up, and lay bare, while red pajama bottoms adorned his lower half, which was submerged beneath the blankets.  His breathing was steady by the rise and fall of his chest.

His eyes were the first to open, and immediately he sucked a good deal of oxygen into his lungs, making a very audible sound as he did.  His senses still didn’t’ kick as he stared straight ahead, just taking in what was in front of them for a second, but suddenly the lights kicked back on, and he turned his head from one side to the other, still not aware of any pain or his condition.  He tried to remember what had happened, though everything was a rush of flashes.  There was the ship, that had been cloaked and there for some unknown reason.  Then the rush of action as the defense turrets kicked on.  He remembered the way they had forced him back, and finally they had stopped.  The owner came out, and his powers were astonishing.  He remembered morphing, and then……