The Viewing Globe

WHO: Lindsey and Jake
WHAT: Practicing martial arts on lower beings
WHERE: Holographic Training Room
WHEN: September 1st, late afternoon

It'd only been a matter of about twenty-five minutes give or take, but to Lindsey it had felt like days. The simulation program he'd activated had swept him away, so realistic that at times he forgot he was only fighting holographic projections, that he could leave anytime he wanted. It was just so involving, though, feeling the vibrations pass through his body when a kick landed, the way the wind rushed past him. He'd already morphed and was taking on a horde of putty patrollers -- those strange demon-like figures that had tormented past teams for so long. Now they were mere memories, put on display here for teaching. They were always a good exercise because of how energetic they seemed to be, their behavior different from so many of the fights nowadays. The battles these days were so unlike those of the past... or so Lindsey liked to imagine.

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: Lindsey and Jake
WHAT: The first date is always the most awkward
WHERE: Asoka Japanese Restaurant
WHEN: August 29th, 7pm-9pmish

( Would you like to go to Asoka with me? )

WHO: Charlie and Lindsey
WHAT: Charlie is apologizing to Lindsey. Again.
WHEN: 8/29 around 5 pm
WHERE: Lindsey's apartment

Charlie stood in front of Lindsey's door, just staring at the wood. How many times had she done this now? Too many to count, and it certainly wouldn't be the last, if her temper had anything to do with it. She shifted the large basket on her arm so the handle wasn't digging into her skin so painfully. It was laden down with her usual peace offering- several home made burgers and a large box of fries drowning in her homemade cheese sauce. She'd also brought a bucket of ice cream she'd picked up from the store, just in case. Mixing it up never hurt, after all.

She really couldn't delay any longer- she'd been been standing here for a good five minutes. God, she hated doing this. She didn't even get to hope that he wasn't home- his trail ended here. Unless of course he had jumped out the window... She shook her head at her own silliness. Taking a deep breath, Charlie reached forward and knocked on the door. "Here we go again."

WHO: Lindsey and Will
WHAT: Talking about entertainment and guy stuff
WHERE: Outside of the apartment complex
WHEN: Aug 27th, mid-afternoon

( No matter how you slice it, Han shot first, not Greedo. )

WHO: Adina, Lindsey and OPEN
WHAT: Come interrupt my studying
WHERE: On the lawn, near the cafeteria
WHEN: August 25th, afternoon

Weapons training and Diplomatic Answers in the same day, who thought of that one? Here, this is how to use your weapon and then, this is how not to use your weapon. Even though Adina knew it was a good combo, it still made her want to roll her eyes. Adina spread out on the blanket she’d placed on the ground and wrinkled her nose as she flipped through her book. She also had more homework than anyone had the right to have! One month, Adina reminded herself, you’ve been given about a month to learn everything you need to know so cram it in while you can.

She had a big bowl of chocolate candies nearby and several bottles of soda in a small cooler. She intended to be outside studying for awhile. She flipped open her notebook and began to copy the first question in her homework assignment as she wished for an interruption.

WHO: The New York Team (Leon, Penny, Lindsey, Jake, Angela, Katherine, Desmond)
WHAT: Fighting that freaky Monitor Lizard that Exus sent down
WHEN: August 19th, mid afternoon
WHERE: ANGEL GROVE

Desmond was feeling better than he had been when Penny had called for a team meeting the day before, but not much. It was a bloody pain, knowing his friend and team-mate would be heading for retirement. Pushing the thoughts away, the black ranger checked his communicator again. It was time. They had to take care of that monster attacking Angel Grove. His team might have been New York based, but he had a feeling that this monster might require more than one ranger group to take it down.

"Angela, you there love?" he called through his communicator. "We've got to moprh now. We're needed in Angel Grove." He contacted the others, Penny, Jake, Leon, Katherine. "I'm teleporting to the epicenter of this bloody attack." He added and set to task. Morping first, making sure his uniform was neat and clean, the dark haired man steeled himself and teleported into the center of Angel Grove. As he did so, his communicator went off again, this time it was the FRAC contacting him. "Penny will not be joining your team due to her sudden retirement" The voice was static and noise and Desmond ducked as part of a building flew above his head. "Then we're not a bloody full team are we?"  He shouted back, suddenly panicking. If they weren't a full team then they couldn't form the Mega Spirit Zord. Which they HAD to to defeat this thing. Surely they had to. "We will be sending a fill in yellow ranger." The voice crackled in reply and Desmon rolled out of the way just as a large Monitor tail swung over him. Where were his team-mates?

WHO: Staffan, Penny, Kamal, Charlie, Lindsey, Angela, and Jake.
WHAT: Hanging out.
WHERE: The pool.
WHEN: 8/13 Evening.

With everything going on lately, all the stress that most of the rangers have been feeling, Staffan and Kamal decided to try and do something about it. Staffan, in particular, wasn't out to have fun, but he felt at least comfortable around the other rangers. Something told him that they should just stick together, and at least try to relax and not stress out over the current situation. It wasn't much, just a simple hang out at the pool that day. Food and drinks were provided, of course.

For Staffan, it was just to take his mind off things as he floated in the pool, looking out over the scene in front of him. He was around people he knew and liked, people he could consider a second family, and right now, that is what was important to him. Beer in one hand, he paddled around the water with his other, the inflatable lounger he was on not cooperating much to his dismay. With a groan, he set his bottle between his legs, trying to keep it from spilling as he used both hands to paddle in the water. As soon as he did, though, his luck took a turn and he flopped straight into the water, beer bottle and all.

Surfacing a few moments later, he glanced around with pursed lips, "That wasn't funny, so don't even laugh!"

[Posting order: Staffan, Angela, Jake, Penny, Kamal, Charlie, Lindsey]

WHO: Lindsey, Kamal, Quinn and Charlotte
WHAT: Working out and talking
WHERE: Obstacle course, outdoors
WHEN: August 10th, 2009 - mid afternoon

Lindsey had done his best to avoid his other teammates since the attack on the school, irritated that he'd been taken down so easily, upset that he'd been put under watch for his concussion, told to stay away from trouble for the week. He'd healed and was fine, and he'd be damned if he stayed behind when it came time to go out again. Precautions were precautions, but he was a Ranger and he had duties. Not... that he could perform them at the moment. With the grid down, there wasn't a whole lot anyone could do about much of anything. The cities they'd been assigned to had been overrun with crime in the short time they'd been cut off from their powers, the entire country falling down faster than anyone could blink. It wasn't fair.

I'll kick that guy's ass, he promised himself mentally, the thought punctuated by the action of a quick punch through the air. If I find out who it is, he's gonna be sorry.

It wasn't in Lindsey's nature to be so moody, to be so upset about the happenings in their everyday lives, but... he couldn't help himself. Nothing about the situation warranted anything less than anger. That fuel kept him moving on the obstacle course grounds, going through a series of martial arts techniques to try and keep himself focused, to hone and tame his emotions. There was a lit cigarette between his lips and a horde of butts on the ground around him, his lighter sat on a wooden beam nearby to keep it safe. He tended to get swept up when he practiced by himself, and destroying his lighters was somewhat of a habit.

WHO: Active Rangers & Professors (and maybe training soon, too)
WHAT: Figuring out what happened
WHERE: The Academy, main school building/morphing grid
WHEN: Same day as all the riots

Lindsey let out a muffled noise of pain as he slumped to the floor; he'd arrived on the bottom floor of the main school building, recognizing the halls immediately. Down the way to his right lay the room with the morphing grid, and stumbling past him were most of the Alpha bots, chattering back and forth with their arms in the air. Something bad had happened while they were gone. He sat up slightly, noticing right away that his uniform was gone... and he wasn't really glowing. Their powers had been cut off as well. "Shit," he muttered. His head throbbed, the wet red spot on the back matting his hair together. He would need immediate medical attention, which pissed him off right away. He wanted to be involved, find out what was going on. Instead he'd have to be sent off and looked after as though he'd broken a leg.

(( Posting order: Lindsey/David, Desmond/Aiden, Kamal, Nicolas, Leon, Angela/Quinn, Penny, Jake. ))

WHO: All Active Rangers!
WHAT: Riot control
WHERE: Dallas, Texas
WHEN: July 27th, 2009 - 1:30pm, onward

[ Note: We can have multiple threads here, one solid one or whatever works! If you want to start your own thread, that's fine too! ]

Lindsey sighed when he heard the beep of his communicator, but ducked out of sight and into the bathroom of the shopping mall he'd been scouring over. New shoes would have to wait for now. He brought his communicator up and listened to the message, the scowl on his face deepening, his jaw tensed. This sounded like a big deal. This sounded like the kind of deal that could ruin an evening... or several. "Of course," he muttered.

The bathroom wasn't an ideal place to respond to the call, but after checking to be sure he was alone, Lindsey locked the door and pulled out his morpher. Quick - to be sure he wasn't heard - he called out his animal spirit, "Firefly!" and was immediately teleported away from the mall. A streak of yellow energy followed him through the sky as he was sent to Dallas, Texas, and when he arrived, he was in full uniform and prepared to do what he needed to handle the situation.

The riot was already out of control. Thousands of people filled the streets as far as Lindsey could see, screaming, the sounds of metal hitting metal filling his head. Nearby him the creak of a car being lifted up caught his attention and he watched in horror as it was flipped over and swarmed by people. There were anti-Ranger signs on the ground, fires growing in nearby buildings and shattered glass everywhere.

Lindsey pulled out his Blade Blaster and set off into the crowd, his heart pounding as the crowd pulsed around him.

Who: Penny and Lindsey.
What: Snuggle bunnies and kitty ballerinas! That makes sense okay, shut up.
Where: Lindsey's apartment.
When: Now.

Penny sighed, knocking on Lindsey's door and shifting between her feet. She had a key to his place (because privacy between them was overrated, and honestly they both knew when the other was getting laid), but she knew him well enough to know he probably wouldn't feel like having her barge in right now. And Penny wasn't feeling so intrusive, herself. At least at the moment. They had a strange sort of ESP between them, an intimacy that went beyond being the same colour ranger and being in the same line of work. Penny sometimes felt like he was her soul mate- it was too bad he was gay. "Bindsey boo," she said softly, knowing he liked the nickname, hoping it would bring a smile to his face, no matter how small. "Lemme in? I brought you your favourite scented candle. And your favourite tasting muffin," she teased slightly, hoping the bribes would make him open the door. She felt a heavy sadness and frustration behind that slab of wood.

WHO: Lindsey, Prof. Jason Applegate, Quinn, Penny
WHEN: Thursday, July 2nd, lunchtime
WHERE: Just outside school cafeteria
WHAT: Chillaxin'

Lindsey sat on the steps leading out from the cafeteria, the spread of grass in front of him tempting -- but not quite good enough for him at that exact moment. There was a soft California breeze and as it moved his hair he took in a breath, holding it briefly before letting it out in an exaggerated sigh. He flicked the ashes off of the end of his cigarette, watching the flecks of light and ash out of boredom alone. He knew the students in the cafeteria were buzzing about their first week of school, today being Nutrition & Personal Wellness, of course. He rolled his eyes, recalling how much he'd hated that class. It had been a total bore, and he'd nearly failed it.

Times like this make him look back at his decision to join up, to come to the PPRA in search of... well, whatever it was he'd seemed to achieve. He raised his eyebrows at that, his thoughts easy to read on his face. He wondered what it was he was still doing here, if he was really happy, if he'd made the right choice. And so what if he hadn't...?

It wasn't as simple as turning in his power coin and going about his way. He didn't have anywhere to go.

He shifted his weight and his legs, bringing them forward to reposition himself. His feet were falling asleep and that felt downright awful. Lindsey brought the cigarette to his lips again, squinting upward into the sunlight; his skin reflected the light back up into the sky, a mirror and a host of what he felt was a powerful weapon -- and a damned curse. It wasn't as though he could trot around out in public whenever he felt like it. His free hand rose to touch the cool metal of the bracelet he wore, thankful that the Academy had been able to give him this small gift. With it he could keep his powers hidden for short periods of time, long enough to go shopping if he needed to.

"Need new shoes," he grumbled, eyes settling on what appeared to be nearly perfect Converse sneakers.

WHO: Lindsey and Aiden
WHEN: Sunday June 29th, 2009 - after classes
WHERE: History of the Rangers classroom
WHAT: Harassing Professor Lancaster

( Hey there, man... my favorite professor... )

WHO: David, Lindsey, Ana, Grace, Danica, Aiden, Eddie, Kasumi, Nicolas, Jason (that's the posting order so far I believe)
WHEN: Sunday June 28th, 2009 - evening
WHERE: Training Grounds, outdoor
WHAT: Welcoming the new students!

( David lingered on the training grounds... )

If we want to continue this, the posting order is:
Nessy, Chloe, Gynelle, Brandi and Christen