The Viewing Globe

WHO: Quinn and Staffan
WHAT: Video games and catching up
WHEN: 9/2, Lunch time
WHERE: Staffan’s apartment

The sandwich bags dangled from Quinn’s hand as he approached Staffan’s apartment. He smiled, time with a friend was always good, time with a friend that involved food and video games, was well, just great. It’d been awhile since he’d managed to spend time with Staffan, it would be good to catch up.

Stopping outside Staffan’s door, Quinn knocked.

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: Staffan and Abbie
WHAT: Meeting.
WHERE: The Mall.
WHEN 8/29, 1pm

Hell yes. Okay, so it was kind of childish. Maybe. Just a little.

You keep telling yourself that. Whatever.

Staffan carried a bag at his side, and in the bag was a box. Inside the box? A brand spanking new, just stocked, top of the line nerf gun. He had plans drawn out to attack Kamal with it when everybody got back from camping. Maybe he'd get Erin and Evie with it, too. Regardless, it was going to be hella fun. The thought alone nearly made him burst out laughing in the middle of the mall.

But his stomach was growling, begging him to put food in it, and he was absolutely down for that. The problem is is that the food court was full of choices, and he couldn't decide between Chinese, fast food, or any of the other options they had. He stopped and looking around, a small pout forming on his lips. Mmm, pizza would be so good right about now. No, he had to keep in shape, and greasy, cheesy, gooey and oh so delicious.. To hell with it, he was getting pizza, dammit!

WHO: Will and OPEN
WHAT: Shootin Pool
WHERE: Get Some Bar & Grille
WHEN: 8pm, August 21st

The balls were splayed across the table in an odd assortment of solids and stripes, in a multitude of colors, and numbers. The prismatic effect they had against the bright green material of the table brightened the atmosphere of the room, and for an instance drew the eyes of anyone who passed by as any table like it had before. On the edge of the table sat a glass bottle, dark in color, its contents unknown to all but the man standing at the table holding the pool cue. Dressed in a red button down shirt, and light colored jeans, Will surveyed the table thoughtfully. The only ball that mattered to him at that moment was the cue ball, and where it was going to go. For some it was the geometry of the game that appealed to them, while others it was the rush of adrenaline that came from putting down money against the guy standing across the table. Will appreciated the luck of it all. You had to hit the ball at just the right spot to determine if whether it would go in, or if it would spin out of control, and knock nothing in at all.

He had been at the table for the past twenty minutes, already playing two games by himself. It wasn’t that he was killing time he told himself, it was more about centering himself, and bringing the focus to his mind he needed. Meditation came in many forms. Some sat silently in a room listening to waterfalls; some put colored balls into pockets. With the shot lined up, the grit of the wooden pool cue starting to dig into his left finger as he used it to balance the end of the stick, he was willing to risk his luck, so he pulled back the cue, and pushed it forward, the tip smashed into the cue ball and sent it hurtling forward, nothing obstructing its path as it landed in one of the corner pockets across the table. He had scratched.

WHO: Staffan, Evie and OPEN
WHAT: Playing soccer
WHERE: On the lawwwwn
WHEN: 10am, 8/21

Having the grid back on line was a major help, especially since Team NYC was dispatched to take care of that monster. Still, it felt good to be back in control, to actually have powers again. Sure, he wasn't out there fighting, but at least someone else was, and that's really all that mattered to him right now. So, without anything to do, Staffan decided to do what he did best, and that was keeping himself occupied with sports. It was a fairly nice morning, and he had just finished his morning training, but after returning to his apartment, he was still itching to be active. Staffan grabbed his soccer ball and headed outside, finding a decent spot to kick the ball around a bit.

He started with a few warm ups, dribbling the ball up and down the field before practicing his balancing. It'd been awhile since he last played, and he was truly missing playing the sport. It was a little humid out, especially for such an early time, but he was starting to sweat, and he peeled his tank top off, dropping it casually to the ground. With a smirk, he lobbed the ball into the air, chasing after it down the field. He reached it shortly after it landed, easily performing a rainbow flick before taking off down the field with the ball.

WHO: Erin, Staffan, Lisa and Evie
WHAT: Being stunned about the attack
WHERE: Zord Holding Bay
WHEN: 8/16 - 10am

Erin stared stunned at the footage being shown against one of the holding bay's walls, the projection of news against it a shock to everyone in the area. There was news of a monster attack, horrible destruction happening and the worst of it was that nobody was there to stop it. It was total madness. He checked his cell phone out of habit, flipping it open and closed again multiple times. There was nothing there, though it didn't mean he would check it any less. He couldn't help but feel anxious; this was bad for the Power Rangers, really bad. If they couldn't get up and running soon, they were going to be shut down. Protesting would sky-rocket, government funds would be pulled. All of these things went around in his head and rather than continue his work, he pulled an already filthy cloth off of a nearby table to wipe his hands clean. It was a little futile, but whatever. He could shower later, and Erin loved to shower.

He smirked to himself and dropped the towel back onto the work table, turning to glance up at the Zord he'd been working on. It was one of the first-year student's, a Cranezord, and after it's last flight there was quite a bit of repairing to do. It could wait, though, considering the circumstances.

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]