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riverviewlogs2017-04-28 11:06 pm
franciscoramon) wrote in riverviewlogs2017-04-28 11:06 pm
OPEN | i wanna be where the people are
who: cisco + anyone!
what: catch-all
when: mid-april through may
where: anywhere; if you want an individual starter lmk!
warnings: will add as necessary
fireflies
[ When Cisco had gone firefly catching, he had been intending to study them - do a few modest experiments, see if he could figure out what was making them light up in so many colors. He has a scientist's curiosity, and needed something to get his creative gears going.
The trouble was, it didn't really take the scientific method to realize pretty soon that those fireflies not only bit (which is just so rude), but that their bite had some pretty serious impact on people's moods. It reminds Cisco of Rainbow Raider, and how he'd used color to send people into paroxysms of murderous rage. At least this isn't that bad - but the effects are still profoundly inconvenient.
The trouble is, knowing they might make his emotions go haywire didn't actually make him want to study them any less. In fact, quite the opposite. He wants to know how. But there's no good way to determine that without being around the damn things, so basically, that just means getting bit. A lot. And trying his best to manage the fallout. But, there's only so much avoiding he can do - he's bound to run into some people while tweaking on firefly magic. ]
moontech lab
[ Cisco's been settling in nicely at his job since his arrival. He's gotten things set up how he likes them - or at the very least, tolerably close to it. He's talked to a few members of the perimeter guard, the police force, and the firefighters, and he has a good idea of what they need. He's working on some interesting ideas for tech to keep them safe.
But he's also not hesitating to put the word out - to his roommates, and other random people that he speaks to - that if anyone needs a tech solution to any kind of confounding problem, that they should come and see him at the lab and see what he can whip up for them. Cisco might charge a nominal fee - guy's gotta eat, after all - but is aiming to make connections rather than make a profit. He knows from experience how important it can be to make friends, to have allies, and making stuff for people has proved to be a good way to do that in the past.
He can be found at the lab, surrounded by tables covered in bits and bobs - wires and circuit boards and tools and a laptop or two buried under things. ]
misc
[ Cisco isn't someone who does well with idleness. Sure, he appreciates the necessity of goofing off, of not working nonstop, but usually his leisure is busy - he's either marathoning some sci-fi show or playing his way through the newest triple a game in a single day, or devouring the latest science journals by the dozen, or going to clubs to dance until he can barely stay on his feet.
The trouble here is that here, a lot of those options aren't really open to him. So he ends up taking over a table at a coffee house that reminds him, just a little, of Jitters. He may stay there for hours on end, watching the people go by, but he is not wasting time. Cisco's brought a journal or two that he's using to sketch out designs for tech, to write down observations and theories about this place, and take notes on the few people he has met so far. Honestly, if anyone looked in them they'd probably find it a little creepy, but everyone acclimates in different ways. This is his.
Still, he has a smile to offer anyone who looks familiar or stops by his table to check in. ]
what: catch-all
when: mid-april through may
where: anywhere; if you want an individual starter lmk!
warnings: will add as necessary
fireflies
[ When Cisco had gone firefly catching, he had been intending to study them - do a few modest experiments, see if he could figure out what was making them light up in so many colors. He has a scientist's curiosity, and needed something to get his creative gears going.
The trouble was, it didn't really take the scientific method to realize pretty soon that those fireflies not only bit (which is just so rude), but that their bite had some pretty serious impact on people's moods. It reminds Cisco of Rainbow Raider, and how he'd used color to send people into paroxysms of murderous rage. At least this isn't that bad - but the effects are still profoundly inconvenient.
The trouble is, knowing they might make his emotions go haywire didn't actually make him want to study them any less. In fact, quite the opposite. He wants to know how. But there's no good way to determine that without being around the damn things, so basically, that just means getting bit. A lot. And trying his best to manage the fallout. But, there's only so much avoiding he can do - he's bound to run into some people while tweaking on firefly magic. ]
moontech lab
[ Cisco's been settling in nicely at his job since his arrival. He's gotten things set up how he likes them - or at the very least, tolerably close to it. He's talked to a few members of the perimeter guard, the police force, and the firefighters, and he has a good idea of what they need. He's working on some interesting ideas for tech to keep them safe.
But he's also not hesitating to put the word out - to his roommates, and other random people that he speaks to - that if anyone needs a tech solution to any kind of confounding problem, that they should come and see him at the lab and see what he can whip up for them. Cisco might charge a nominal fee - guy's gotta eat, after all - but is aiming to make connections rather than make a profit. He knows from experience how important it can be to make friends, to have allies, and making stuff for people has proved to be a good way to do that in the past.
He can be found at the lab, surrounded by tables covered in bits and bobs - wires and circuit boards and tools and a laptop or two buried under things. ]
misc
[ Cisco isn't someone who does well with idleness. Sure, he appreciates the necessity of goofing off, of not working nonstop, but usually his leisure is busy - he's either marathoning some sci-fi show or playing his way through the newest triple a game in a single day, or devouring the latest science journals by the dozen, or going to clubs to dance until he can barely stay on his feet.
The trouble here is that here, a lot of those options aren't really open to him. So he ends up taking over a table at a coffee house that reminds him, just a little, of Jitters. He may stay there for hours on end, watching the people go by, but he is not wasting time. Cisco's brought a journal or two that he's using to sketch out designs for tech, to write down observations and theories about this place, and take notes on the few people he has met so far. Honestly, if anyone looked in them they'd probably find it a little creepy, but everyone acclimates in different ways. This is his.
Still, he has a smile to offer anyone who looks familiar or stops by his table to check in. ]
no subject
[ He says it all very matter-of-factly; not bragging, but rather just to reassure Peggy she doesn't have to start making contingency plans in case Grodd makes an appearance. It doesn't really cross Cisco's mind to boast (it wasn't like the headband had been perfect), or that maybe Peggy might not be quite as paranoid as he is about planning for even unlikely dangers. ]
Alright. I'll keep that in mind.
[ Peggy's guarantee does mean something, after all. Maybe not enough to assuage all his worries right away, but some. He could always make non-lethal weapons, could always sneak in some tech that allows Cisco to track the weapons, and monitor their usage. Would it be spying? Kind of. But once burned, twice shy.
Cisco tugs at the sleeve of the jacket as Peggy speaks, frowning and nodding, pinching at the fabric here and there, sizing it up by eye. ]
What do you think about design? You leaning towards recognizable, or inconspicuous? Personally, I say go for recognizable. You want people to know who you are if there's a situation, and to be able to recognize each other in the field or whatever. Then again, I'm mostly used to making superhero costumes and not police uniforms so might be kiiinda biased here.
no subject
[ she isn't being remotely sarcastic about it, either. She can appreciate brilliance when she comes upon it, especially since it lacks the pomp and innuendos that usually escort Howard's. ]
Perhaps both. Recognizable for one kind of mission, inconspicuous for a whole other.
[ she would go for the latter but then, she does try to think of police work rather than espionage, difficult as it may be ]
--- What on earth are superhero costumes?
no subject
Know how they say necessity's the mother of invention? Multiply that by a factor of "evil supergorilla has your friend captive in the sewers" and, well, there you go.
[ He seems insistent on this - that anyone could have done the same in the same circumstances. There are times when Cisco's modesty and underestimation of his own abilities borders on the actively delusional.
When she suggests both, he nods a few times, eyes narrowing as he thinks. He dives for the pad of paper and adds a few more quick notes, saying distractedly at the same time as he writes: ]
Or maybe... since you might not KNOW when a mission is going to require stealth in advance... something that can... adapt... for the situation... enough identifying marks for everyday.... but also.... tactical... stealth mode.
[ Once he is finished with whatever train of thought he had going, he looks up, blinking a few times as he processes what she had said last. ]
Right, I guess maybe superheroes aren't a thing when you're from? They're people who don't work for the police or the military, but they help people. Like, fighting crime, saving people from fires, keeping everyone safe. And no one knows who they are - usually they've got a mask or costume and everyone knows them by a nickname like 'the Flash' or 'the Black Canary,' that kind of thing. To keep their families safe, but also, so they can be, like, a symbol of hope, and good, and all of that.
[ It is clear from the way he speaks about superheroes that Cisco passionately believes in them, that there is a respect and admiration that's just a little short or adoration. ]
no subject
[ she knows this somewhat-distracted manner of having a conversation, she'd seen it on Howard countless times. Luckily for them all, mister Ramon's inventions do not seem keen on killing others and destroying the world by accident. ]
-- There was one.
[ she never thought of him as a superhero but then, Peggy was never fond of the costume and the grand title, either. ]
He helped a great deal in the war. Every child in our world knows Captain America.
[ Peggy was simply lucky enough to know the man behind it all. ]
no subject
One can make all the difference, huh?
[ Most of the time Central City only has one superhero working within its bounds, but Cisco's long ago lost count of all the lives that Barry has saved. ]
Captain America? [ Cisco sounds incredulous, a little amused at how ridiculous the name is. Then again, he's assigned some pretty ridiculous names in his time. He nods, mouth pursed a little, eyes glinting with suppressed laughter. ] Real patriotic.
[ But if he were a superhero fighting in a foreign war, it makes a kind of sense. The name isn't describing his powers, but rather, his allegiance. And for all his sly humor, Cisco can do basic math, can guess which war it is Peggy means. ]
So a whole lotta punching Nazis? Or... throwing lightning bolts at them or that sort of thing?
[ It's pretty clear from the way he says it that Cisco approves, deeply. ]
We're pretty lucky. The team I'm part of really only has to deal with local problems, most of the time.
no subject
[ and far greater than his legacy of radio programs and comic books in which he only knows how to take down enemies. steve rogers' greatness always had more to do with his humanity, in her own eyes. ]
No lightning bolts, no but operations during the war behind enemy lines. important work, he's done.
[ she arches an eyebrow ]
You have a team?
no subject
[ Cisco might be wrong, might be projecting, but it definitely seems like Peggy cares about this guy a bit more than as a figurehead for the war. Maybe he's wrong, of course. When you personally know superheroes, it's easy to imagine other people do, too. But he thinks that one thing is for sure - Peggy thinks very highly of this Captain America, and his gut tells him she's someone whose opinion he can probably trust.
Her question about his team has him smiling softly. ]
Yeah. That guy I mentioned, the Flash? Well... I work with him, and I'm not the only one. We help him keep the city safe. That's why I'm more used to doing superhero costumes.
[ Cisco looks away quickly, says with a hint of real sadness in his voice: ]
I really wish he were here.
[ And that, it seems, brings Cisco just about to saturation point for sharing for the day; the shift in him is obvious. He's still polite, and jokey, and friendly, but he transitions back to talking tech, explains some of the ideas he'd had to Peggy to see what she thinks, promises to develop a few of them further and contact her with updates. All in all, it takes another hour for them to finish with their business, and when that's finally over and Peggy is getting ready to leave, Cisco says: ]
It was really great talking with you. We should hang out. I mean... non professionally. Sometime. If you want.