riverviewlogs | [Open with some closed prompts] Where have all the good men gone?

who: Steve Rogers and anyone else!
what: Various bonding type things
when: General March catch-all
where: Different locations, pick your favorite!
warnings: Nothing yet. Will update as needed?

I. Training exercises [OPEN]

[For any members of the Perimeter Guard hanging around the compound when they aren't on jobs or for those who just frequent the local gyms and need some extra exercise, Steve can be found at both, either very early or late when there aren't as many spectators, running through his routines. It's mostly for his own mental health, although during the midday he offers to do self-defense and combat training or take jogs with people who just want some company. If there are people he's spoken to before that have expressed some interest, he'll probably drag them into a session or two.]

So how do you feel about obstacle courses? We could race.

II. Shield toss beyond the city fences [OPEN]

[Of course Steve Rogers is exploring out alone in the dangerous open wilderness. Of course he's out of his Guard uniform and wearing the navy blue issued to him by SHIELD before he ended up in Quarantine. And of course he's poked his nose right into the middle of a nest of lizard-like creatures each the size of very large dogs, which look none too happy about the human's arrival. This normally wouldn't be too much of a problem, but Steve has somehow managed to find them in a sea of tall grass where they are hunting and the pack is far greater in number than even a super-soldier can handle alone. He's left stranded on a tall rock surrounded by very tall, angry versions of Komodo dragons that are slinking around below, trying to figure out how to reach their dinner. If he tries to attack, he'll most likely lose his one defense and possibly a limb trying to retrieve it. He might make a run for it, but without knowing where all the lizards are, his chances are pretty bad. If anyone happens to pass by or overhead, at least he has their attention.]

This is probably when I should call for help. But it'd be pretty bad for a Search and Rescue member to need rescued. How about it, boys? How smart are you, exactly?

[He may just make a run for it.]

III. Aftermath from his walk in the wilds [OPEN]

[Within the city limits on a few evenings Steve is found limping down the streets. He's probably on his way to buy a burger or some easy food from one of the familiar places he goes to after a hard day out. He has definitely been thrown around and is sporting some interesting scratches and bruises, which mostly means he'll take his meals outside so he doesn't bother other patrons. But he could stand to clean up.

If he happens to run into someone literally by not watching where he's going or if someone gives him and his battered style funny looks he'll stop and give them a polite nod.]

Sorry. I hope I'm not disturbing you.

[It's a zombie Cap cosplay!]

[Closed to MCU!Bucky] Tracking down an old friend (again)

[Steve did try to behave and respect Bucky's privacy. He's been trying to give the man some space and not crowd him, but when his Bucky mentioned that James Barnes of the other world knew who Pierce was and had a history with him, he had to find him. So he starts tracking, asking people around the city if they've seen a guy that looks like Bucky around, and hunting through the city is thankfully not as hard as tracking a man across an entire country, so eventually, with painstaking effort, Steve does catch up. He approaches him in a secluded spot away from everyone else, dropping down before Bucky can bolt.]

I was hoping that you'd call me. Or leave a message at least.

[Closed to Hiccup] Baking can be an adventure too

[As promised, Steve comes to visit Hiccup with a bag of cake making supplies. He might be a bit late considering it's a few days after their talk about his birthday, but Steve is still there and still keeping his promise. He contacts Hiccup and makes sure he's home and then heads over, knocking on the room door of the first floor where the young man and dragon are staying.]

Ready to tackle the oven?

[Closed to Pierce] Tea with enemies

[He's not happy with his own decision to meet with Pierce, but he also hadn't been entirely happy to meet with Loki the first time he did it. This choice is Steve's attempt at keeping an open mind and giving even the worst possible figure in his mind a chance to prove that he's not just out for destruction the way Steve wants to assume he is. It goes against everything Steve believes of him, but at least at this point he doesn't think Pierce will make any hostile moves. Not yet.

So he shows up as planned at the diner, nodding once he finds Pierce even if the motion is slightly stiff.]

After you.

[Because he's going to make Pierce go in first.]

[Closed to Tony Stark] Is this a serious talk?

[Tony did invite him to visit and see his work, so Steve, out of the blue, decides he's going to do that. He also wants to visit JARVIS and Dum-E, so it's not entirely a professional visit, but since Tony seems to be caught up in his own business most of the time, it's up to Steve to bridge the gap. He shows up at the workshop doorstep, greeting JARVIS and asking if Tony is around. And then, of course, making conversation.]

Are you making sure he remembers to eat? He was looking a little thin before.

[You're welcome, Stark.]

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[He looks surprised by her point, like it wouldn't bother people to see a man limping down the street like that. Maybe because Steve still approaches the world like it's home, where crowds of people walk by injured superheroes every other week and generally their concerns are how the damages are going to be paid for.]

I guess so... But they shouldn't ignore that danger does exist. We manage to keep most of it at bay, but it's good to be prepared.

[Wait, was that the wrong answer? Steve looks around at the passersby uncomfortably. Is he really disturbing them?]

[It is the wrong answer, but Shalimar's expression suggests that perhaps it shouldn't be. Even as her words are mostly level, there's an edge to them that suggests she's dealt with too many people who'd sooner bury their heads in the sand, even if not in respect of this particular situation.]

They shouldn't. But people can be incredibly stubborn about keeping to their own little bubbles and shunning anything that threatens the life view they've made for themselves. Danger's someone else's problem if they're not being paid to make it theirs.

[Mercenary? Yes. But in Shalimar's experience, there are very, very few people who don't have at least a little of that in them.]

[He doesn't look surprised by her assessment of the situation or of the people around the. Steve just nods, agreeing with her and looking both disappointed and resigned. This is how people are. Just as even children can be extraordinarily cruel without being provoked. He still carries the scars from that lesson in his memory.]

I know. They're happy to live inside the city, away from the problems outside. I doubt most of them would know what to do if they did venture beyond the fences.

[He smiles, weary, but warm.]

It's all right. They're safe for today. A brief look won't ruin their day.

I'm not sure they'd agree, but for what it's worth I do.

[In Shalimar's experience, anyone who can have their day ruined by something so small generally doesn't have much in the way of real things to worry about.]

But to ask the question they won't: are you all right? Because I know we just met but I'm guessing you've seen better days.

[Sure, he doesn't seem to be sporting any serious injuries over and above the scrapes Shalimar would expect of someone who's been fighting. But maybe he's just an incredibly good actor when it comes to things like that.]

[She's right, really, and Steve knows this. Civilians desire comfort, and plenty of them have looked at him as an inconvenience or a potential problem when he came limping into the city looking like that. To them he might as well be part of the dangers they face.

But they'll learn, he thinks. He wants to believe that they'll eventually accept him if he just proves he's on their side. Shalimar's concern is at least more than he's been getting. Steve smiles tiredly, almost guiltily as she points out how he looks.]

I'll be all right. I misjudged a route outside and caught the bad side of a rock. Turned out the rock wasn't too happy to have company. I guess I woke him up.

Well I won't lie, that's a new one on me. Something worth remembering when I'm out there.

[Admittedly, most of Shalimar's fights back home were with other mutants and the occasional human but she is at least aware of some of nature's dangers. Stands to reason there'd be creatures out in the wilds here that are a threat but she'd be lying if she said she'd expected a rock to be one of them.]

Guess pet rocks aren't such a big thing around here then. Whole point of those is that they're not actually living creatures. Doesn't really work if the rocks are going to fight back.

It was a surprise to me, too. The things beyond the fences are different from the normal wildlife I'm used to seeing. Maybe that's just where I come from, but usually we don't have as many animate objects attacking people.

You know, now that you mention it, I don't think I've spoken to anyone with a pet rock.

[That opens a whole new box of questions for him.]

I wonder if that means the buildings are alive.

Makes sense. Most people forget about them after they're bored of the joke that they couldn't look after anything more complex.

[At least, she's pretty sure she hasn't met anyone who's taken their pet rock seriously, at least anyone not still a child.

Then again, around here who knows. Maybe they're actually more popular here because they're sentient. And speaking of that:]

Interesting question. Probably not one I'm going to think about too hard while I don't have to. Communal living's rough enough without having to worry about what the building itself is up to.

I guess they would have told us if we had to worry about that. Still, the place is different. It's got a nice city, but sometimes I miss having the people back home. Compared to Earth, it feels smaller.

[Maybe Steve has been thinking about a road trip lately. He had wanted to do one of those eventually. See the country and learn about different places. Now he's so far from home he's in a completely different world, but it almost feels confined at times.]

The communal living is a bit too close sometimes.

Won't hear me arguing that one.

[The only real reason she's still there is because she hasn't yet saved enough to afford somewhere of her own. For someone with innate territorial instincts, shared spaces with people she doesn't know and only a very small space to call her own that still grants no privacy is not a fun place to be.]

Sounds like you're used to travelling more than I am, though. But I guess it is smaller, if this is the only part of this moon that people are living on.

I travel on assignments. Lately I've been on my own... I guess I got more used to that than sharing space.

[Funny since he used to live in military housing and then with the Avengers for a while. Steve has become more used to doing his own thing after all these years and he's only really thinking about it now.]

I haven't found that out yet. As far as we know this is all that's left, but it might be something worth finding out.

Might not even be a deliberate secret.

[She's not sure she entirely believes it but she'll be generous for the time being.]

Depending on how long ago this place was cut off from whatever other civilisation there is. Assuming it wasn't a deliberate decision to establish this place so far away from whatever local life there might be.

[Honestly, she'd believe either as an explanation.]

Just begs the question, is that for our protection or theirs?

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