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Sara Lance (optiontoseduce) wrote in paradisolog,
@ 2016-04-30 18:16:00

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!bonfire, ~alphonso mackenzie (shotgunaxe), ~amanda perry (miss_brilliant), ~briseis (prizeofachilles), ~cameron scordato (reliquit), ~cassie barnes (notbornabarne), ~chester adams (seregeturgun), ~chloe sullivan (ladywatchtower), ~derek hale (theworstalpha), ~finnick odair (dist4_finnick), ~jack harkness (capthardness), ~jackson whittemore (cocaptain), ~jemma simmons (drsimmons), ~larissa osorio (morteouve), ~lydia martin (eunoia), ~lynne masters (lynnemasters), ~malia tate (wantsherfurcoat), ~maria hill (by_the_book), ~nick gant (doubtthetruth), ~nick sorrentino (boneibury), ~patty spivot (detectivespivot), ~quinn fabray (butyoucanletgo), ~raven reyes (makeitboom), ~sara lance (optiontoseduce), ~simon tam (drstam), ~sirius black (totallyserious), ~sydney sage (passionateaura), ~~scott mccall (blandly_moral)

WHO: EVERYONE
WHAT: Bonfire
WHEN: Saturday evening
WARNINGS: Anything is possible
STATUS: Open Party Post

Sara was glad to be back on the island. It hadn't been easy for her to decide to go back home, to be stuck in 1958, but Arva assured her that she would always have the option to return if she wanted and she knew she couldn't hide away forever. Going back and re-joining the League of Assassins seemed like the right thing to do in the moment. She was grateful that Rip the others managed to come back for her and Ray and Kendra, even though it took them two years.

Talking to Ray was something she knew she was going to have to do eventually now that she was back, but she wasn't really looking forward to it. There was no way she was going to tell him about his relationship with Kendra, not when it seemed so tentative. Especially knowing what Felicity did to him. She also didn't really want to talk about their most recent adventure and how they almost got all of their loved ones killed by Savage. Though she still thought that baby Snart was pretty damn adorable.

She was glad to throw herself into gathering wood and working on setting up the weekly bonfire. It was something to focus on that wasn't thinking about the things she experienced while she was gone. Hopefully she would be able to reconnect with some of the people she knew before or make some new connections tonight. Plus they had coffee now.

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Amanda & Briseis

prizeofachilles
2016-05-01 03:09 am UTC (link)

Briseis was happy here.

Of course, things weren't perfect. But it was lovely here, and Briseis could be her own person. That made up for a lot of imperfections. She wasn't ready for having children just yet, but she was glad to find that there was a lot she could do here to help. There was a great deal that she could contribute, and that felt good.

She wasn't terribly fond of the new coffee drink that everyone had seemed to crazy about. It was horribly bitter! Perhaps she simply needed to develop the taste for it, but she didn't have the patience to do that right now.

In time. In time.

She sat down next to another young woman (she was far more comfortable around women, still), and smiled.

"Hello," she said softly, and kindly.

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Amanda & Briseis

miss_brilliant
2016-05-01 03:25 am UTC (link)

Amanda looked up from her own only half-drunk coffee (she didn’t know if sugar would have helped, but she didn’t think she’d ever develop Nick’s addiction to it even if she did want to work all night), smiling as she recognised the face. Briseis, she thought--the girl from so long ago (not quite as far back as the Ancients, but close enough as far as so many of them were concerned) who seemed so nice despite everything.

She wasn’t the type who really believed suffering made people kind or sweet--Nick was a wonderful example to the contrary, as much as she loved him--but she certainly understood Briseis’ drive to help everyone as much as she could. Her accident had definitely imparted that on her.

“Hi,” she set her shell-cup down just beside some of her idle sketches--the strange mixture of Latin, Egyptian hieroglyphs, Ancient and mathematical equations that had become her own second language over the years--and waved for Briseis to sit. “Briesis, right?”

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Amanda & Briseis

prizeofachilles
2016-05-01 03:41 am UTC (link)

"Yes," she smiled, happy that someone remembered her name, but feeling rather bad that she didn't recognize her. That was proof to Briseis that she needed to get out a bit more.

"I'm sorry...I must have forgotten your name?"

It was thoroughly possible she had forgotten, too. With so much she needed to learn in this place, details had certainly fallen through the cracks.

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Amanda & Briseis

miss_brilliant
2016-05-01 03:53 am UTC (link)

“It’s fine,” Amanda assured her quickly, knowing how much Briseis needed to learn, how easily little things like people she didn’t interact with could be forgotten. “I’m Amanda. I’m one of the…” she didn’t want to say ‘doctor’, because she wasn’t like Bruce or Martha in that regard, and that could be even more confusing for Briseis.

“...scientists here. I don’t think we’ve spoken before,” she said gently. “I’ve been keeping to myself a lot. I…” she bit her lip slightly, fingers curling. “I’ve had a lot to learn myself.” She didn’t know if Briseis had seen her confession, about the body she’d had before--or if she would understand it if she had.

“I think you might be managing better than me in some regards there. I’d be absolutely useless at any kind of textile work.”

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	Re: Amanda & Briseis prizeofachilles 2016-05-02 12:50 am UTC (link)
	"The machines - the sewing machines are new to me," she said with a soft smile. "I've never seen anything like them. Everything I've ever done was done by hand." Learning the machines was an entirely new type of intimidating. "The whole idea of women being...scientists and such is so very new to me. What is it exactly that you do?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Re: Amanda & Briseis

miss_brilliant
2016-05-02 01:31 am UTC (link)

“I can only imagine,” Amanda said sincerely. It must have been terrifying to be thrown into something so completely foreign. While her own body was new to her, at least the world made sense.

Well, mostly.

She bit her lip for a second, trying to figure out the simplest yet least demeaning way to explain what she did to Briseis. “I...help build ships that allow people where I'm from to leave our world.” She wondered if that would sound like blasphemy to Briseis, men trying to reach beyond their world that way. Even if she'd come here like the rest of them, it had been at the bequest of a god.

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Amanda & Briseis

prizeofachilles
2016-05-03 02:58 am UTC (link)

"I have been through worse things," she said, unwilling to allow herself to focus on the hardships of adapting to this time. She'd survived the fall of Lyrnessus, when the rest of her family had been slaughtered on the city gates. She'd survived years of sexual servitude with Achilles. She'd spent her nights tending to the dead and dying. No, there were certainly worse things than not understanding the technology of a new time.

When Amanda spoke, her eyes widened in amazement.

"You fly among the stars?"

It was a fantastic idea, but she had the feeing that the woman was telling the truth.

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Re: Amanda & Briseis

miss_brilliant
2016-05-03 04:11 am UTC (link)

Amanda nodded in silent acknowledgement; she knew that so many of them had been through horrible things--why else would they have accepted Arva’s offer so unquestiongly?--so she didn’t pry. She vaguely remembered from the talk on the network that Briseis had been through war, and that alone was more than Amanda could imagine.

The expression on Briseis’ face when she spoke of the more pleasant topic of their conversation made her own brighten, though, and she nodded with a bit of a blush.

“Well, I didn’t pilot--I helped build the ships. I designed the--” she tried to think of something that would make sense to Briseis, anything close to her world. There really wasn’t a great equivalent. “--the piece of machinery that allows our ships to have the force to move fast enough to go far beyond what we ever could before. I was on one of those ships before I came here. It was named Destiny.”

That always seemed so apt, more so than ever--the ship that had changed her life more than anything else ever had. She wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for Destiny, and having been part of the ship, feeling it almsot breathing around her, she sometimes thought she should send it thanks for that.

“I never went quite this far, though. To another world. We were...drifting, when I came here. Lost, really.” And the rest of the expedition still was. She couldn’t help worrying for them--not just Nick, but Chloe and Eli and TJ and all the rest, still trying to find their way home. “But it was still...more beautiful than I could ever describe." Maybe that was why she kept drawing the Gates and Ancient equations, that part of her mind itching to be back, to see and feel what she had up there, even as grateful as she was to have her body and life again.

"Did you...travel, much, before you came here?”

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Amanda & Briseis

prizeofachilles
2016-05-03 01:49 pm UTC (link)

Briseis had no frame of reference, so she couldn't ask questions as the other woman spoke. She also didn't understand many of the words that she used. But she did understand that this woman had been aboard some amazing ship that took her from star to star. Briseis's imaginary vision of it was probably far less accurate (and far less tedious) than the truth, but they were the best she could do with the knowledge she had.

At her question, Briseis startled.

"Oh, no-" she began to answer, then stopped. "No, I have travelled very little. At least by choice."

Because what had happened with Achilles, being dragged from camp to camp, didn't even resemble a choice.

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Amanda & Briseis

miss_brilliant
2016-05-04 07:07 am UTC (link)

Amanda could have cursed herself for asking that, when Briseis gave her answer. Of course, a woman in a war--

"I'm--sorry," it was the only thing that seemed right to say, in that moment. She was sure other people had stumbled in speaking, with Briseis and others, and tripped on things better left undisturbed.

She was waiting for the day someone really asked what she'd been doing when she arrived here and having the same awkward apology when she finally told the truth.

Clenching her hand for a moment, she looked back at the others for a moment, then Briseis.

"I didn't either. Really," she said quietly. "I couldn't...just leave, like other people." She wondered if that was another reason she'd done this. So many women in her time had the choice to run off when they were barely more than teenagers, see the world, drop everything they'd ever known and maybe fail but still survive. She'd never had that luxury. "I had to...be with other people, all the time, and...trust that they'd watch out for me."

She didn't know if Briseis had seen her post, or if she had if she'd understood what it meant, but it was what she could offer in return for possibly dredging up something the other woman had been trying not to think about tonight.

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