New Eden - City of Tomorrow!

Who: Julian and Tris
Where: Room 101

Tris had spent the monorail ride back down to the city with Chris. Going back down hadn't really been a question. Anja was down there - they had to go back. Neither he nor Ethan were willing to leave her down there, even if it meant passing up the possibility of finding a way out. Either they all got out, or nobody did, no matter what pipe dreams Tris might have been harbouring. When it came down to it, family was more important.

So, that meant facing a future here, for now. Which meant, first things first, making sure he still had a job. He knew he had to go to the club as soon as he could, but Chris had been a little pouty when he'd brought that up. Clingy as well - not wanting to be separated again. Which was understandable, he knew, but sometimes he had to play the adult. So, the ride back had been spent reassuring Chris with quiet words, touches and stolen kisses until he pushed him off into the crowd of people disembarking when they got to the bottom of the monorail line and turned to head into the centre of town.

( Read more... )

Who: Tris and Adam
Where: Above ground

Who: Adam and Tris
Setting: Up top

Adam spent his time with Kyle, with Riley, but once he was rested he made sure someone was looking after Riley and got to work. It should have been surprising, but he did manage to find a tool box in a shed near one of the rides. It had just about everything he could want, minus a handsaw, but he could make do with what he had. Then he went looking for Tris, setting the tool box in front of him.

“Take that. I need your help.” He nodded away from the restaurant, back towards the monorail.

( Not a handy man )

Who: Christian and Tris
Setting: up top, just after they scale the monorail track

It wasn’t his finest hours, but the climb had been long and arduous and Tris was exhausted when he got to the top. So, he’d collapsed to his knees the moment that he’d finally hauled himself back up onto solid ground, then pretty much faceplanted into the dust for a moment. He never, ever wanted to do something like that again. Being a hero fucking sucked.

He’d looked up then and mentally corrected that summary. Being a hero fucking sucked when you were a weedy musician who rarely saw the inside of a gym. Some other people, on the other hand, carried heroics off with ease. Fucking firemen and their damn muscles. He probably didn’t even have a hair out of place, unlike Tris, who felt like he was going to die.

Still, he’d made it to the top and he rolled himself onto his back, then forced himself to his feet. Adam had already disappeared - looking for Kyle and his kid, no doubt - and Ethan was doing some kind of slo mo romance thing toward Blake. Which made Tris look round, wondering where Christian was. Wondering if there was someone going to be waiting for him.

( I shouldn't leave you alone )

Who: Tris, Blake, Adam
Setting: Monorail

Blake didn’t like the idea of people being stuck on top. Especially Ethan. Or people being stuck below. And he not be able to immediately get to Ethan. The message from Tris had him worried, but having talked to Ethan, it seemed as if all was at least okay...at least no one was seriously hurt and Ethan and Christian were fine. Anyway, he thought Christian was fine.

He’d grabbed a couple of bags from the station, they would have most everything the two would need to climb plus waters and limited medical gear. He then raced to the pod he shared with Ethan and grabbed the Xanax Ethan had said to grab, and then was on his way to the monorail station to meet up with Tris.

( Up There? )

what if I can't get back?

What's going on? I heard somebody say people were stuck up on the surface, and it's pretty clear the monorail isn't working. Where are you guys?

**EMERGENCY**

CHRIS AND ETHAN ARE ON THE SURFACE, SOME SHIT'S GOING DOWN WITH THE ROBOTS AND THE MONORAIL ISN'T WORKING. MEET ME AT THE MONORAIL STATION ASAP. BRING WHATEVER HELP YOUR FIREMAN ASS CAN MUSTER.

Check in.

Don't come up here. The robots all shut down, the rides wouldn't stop. I'm with Cillian and we helped, but...yeah it's a mess.

Who's going to the amusement park with me!? !

As MABEL promised, from midafternoon, a party begins by the outdoor pool in the spa zone. A robot-manned grill fires up cooking steaks, burgers, ribs, corn etc and alongside are the usual accompaniments. There is also a fully stocked bar. The music is upbeat and the whole area is lit beautifully with tiny, multi-colored lights. It also feels warmer than New Eden usually does - definitely the kind of weather for hanging out in not very much.

The party is going until late into the night.

There is a grand and spectacular fireworks display at 10pm.

[Open scene for any smaller threads people want to put up]

Who: Tris and Ethan
Setting: Spa day

Once they’d made it to the spa, Ethan mostly took over. Anja was good at doing her thing, but he knew that someone needed to ensure the guys were set in the right directions. He made sure that everyone was comfortable, picked out what they were up to from the list of options, starting with a haircut for Christian, who gave him a look but went along with it, even though he had to push his hair out of his eyes to glare. It really was cute how much he looked like a little puppy when he did that. Then Ethan lined up mud baths and facials, pedicures and manicures, ensuring that lined up with what Anja had planned and then tossed a few couples based massages in for everyone to have alone time with who they came with. Once everyone was set on their way, he dragged Tris down to the sauna with him, discarding his robe outside before settling himself inside with just a towel slung low around his hips.

Tris had mostly been happy to go with the flow. He knew he was entirely out of his element, so having someone else tell him what to do was more of a relief than anything else. He knew if he’d been left to his own devices, he probably would have still been sitting in the reception area, looking through options and worrying about what various choices actually meant in the scheme of things. Then he probably would have opted for a swim in the pool and headed for the gym as the ‘safe’ choices.

( Time to talk about issues )

So apparently the town has decided to 'apologise for the inconvenience' of the death threats and vandalism and given me an all inclusive spa day for myself and three others. You guys being those three others.

I say we take them for everything they can offer. You game?

Who: Tris and Christian
Setting: Christian's pod

Christian stirred the sauce he was working on, making sure it looked like the picture in the cookbook he’d picked up at the library and then went back to his public health text reading through a few lines while the food cooked more. He’d been trying a lot harder, doing what felt right to him rather than what he thought Tris might want or not want. Which meant dinner when he could make it, take out when he was stuck at classes late. He went with Tris to the bar, either working or sitting in a back table studying. He lit candles and murmured ‘I love you’ with his goodbyes. It actually was a lot easier to pick up Tris’ favorite drinks or make his coffee just so so it was ready when he got up in the mornings than wondering if he should or shouldn’t.

Cooking had been the biggest undertaking, something Olivia never really required, but Christian thought Tris would appreciate. Only problem was, Christian’s knowledge was a lot more limited than he would have liked. He’d gotten the cookbook, one of four, studied them, made notes, then set off the fire alarm on his first try. He was getting better, but it still felt slow. Whatever it took though, whatever he needed to do to make things better with Tris was worth it.

( Food and conversation )

Are you fucking kidding me?! I'm done. I'm done with this place. With the fear-mongering. With the destruction. With everything.

I'm leaving. Anyone that wants to come with me, let me know.

Who: Tris and Christian
Setting: Immediately after this post

Tris watched Sion go, then turned back to Chris, taking the bucket and rags out of his hands and setting them on the ground. “I’m sorry,” he said, because there seemed to be a lot and he was sure that at least some of it he should be apologising for. Even if he didn’t know where he’d gone wrong, it was entirely clear that he had and he’d not intended to make his boyfriend upset - at least, not with him.

Christian flinched a little when Tris took the buckets, sure he was in trouble for something. He didn’t expect the apology, but ducked his head, shaking it. “It’s probably my fault,” he said to his feet. “I was pushing. I was just...trying to make it better. I’m sorry.”

( Maybe... maybe this isn't working )

Who: Sion, Tris and Christian
Where: Tris’s pod

( and not getting any better )

I can't believe I'm doing this but Need any help cleaning up?

Okay, guys - I am not a robot. Really sure I'm not a robot. This is some kind of sick joke, right?

Setting: Christian's house

( A robot delivers the flowers )