Who: Shrooms and Ketamine What: Random Holidays When: Backdated about two weeks Where: Maui Rating/Warning: TBA, but look who it is?
Tracer felt like himself, setting down in the shade of a tree and watching tourists around him. He'd come here after his brother had written about it - hadn't even known it was where he was headed until he was on a plane and things were boarded up behind him with Faith watching over them in case something shifted he hadn't planned for. Nothing shifted now, though, things were flowing again - and so the air brought him here, and here he was.
With sand in his shoes, and trying to remember who it was he'd been looking for here at all. Still, he could feel the tug of something close to his heard, something distant and still familiar, and it pulled him to his feet again and dragged him in search of his family. He could follow that feeling, that sense of connection, even if it took him several hours, distracted by music and pretty skin and the hum of tourists around him.