riverviewlogs | ( open ) get on board for perimeter guard shenanigans

who: Perimeter Guard members & visitors
what: a catch-all for routine Perimeter Guard stuff and shenanigans
when: throughout September
where: Perimeter Guard, beyond the wall, etc.
warnings: put any warnings in comment headers if need be!

[ This is a mingle log, so everyone feel free to write up your own starters, or just vaguely list out things your character might be up to, so other people know how they'd encounter them and where/how to engage. Some ideas for Perimeter Guard stuff:

• studying maps and working on map expansion;
• compiling wild animal data, reading/writing reports, other boring paperwork stuff;
• checking weaponry and devices, making repairs, etc.;
• going beyond the wall for a bit of surveying and exploration;
• checking out the shuttle currently being repaired (only Poe and Jim would actually be able to take it out for a test flight of any kind, but feel free to poke either of us if you'd like to thread that out!).

Go forth and have fun! ]

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[ She enjoys it as much as she enjoys any other mode of transportation. They're all a means of getting from point A to point B. (Except New York subways-- those are just awful.) ]

Indeed. And you are Jim Kirk. [ She takes his hand for a firm handshake. ] I did not know you worked with the Guard.

[ Flying is so much cooler than subways, though. Or cars. Jim would argue there's plenty of enjoyment to be had from it, usefulness and practicality aside. ]

Nor I you. [ Which is a miracle considering how striking she is. But then he does spend most of his time here beyond the wall, so there's that. ] Figured surveyor work was the best suited for my skills and previous experience, and besides I get to learn about missions more easily this way.

What about you? Are you part of any of the special units?

[ Flying is cool, when you're out in space without a space suit or ship. But inside of a ship, Angela rarely sits up front to watch the view. ]

Search and Rescue. It was what the city's officials deemed appropriate upon my entry.

[ Maybe she should try it sometime, it does get pretty exciting. Especially if she happens to be sitting behind the (metaphorical) wheel. ]

And is it? [ Which is his way of asking whether she enjoys it or not. ]

[ If Angela were the type to do so, she would make a shrugging gesture. ]

As fitting as anything else. I am more used to being paid for my services, but fighting beasts and rescuing the lost is along the lines of my experience.

Is it... not very common where you come from, for people to choose doing something they enjoy?

[ He has a feeling that's not how it works for Angela. At least it doesn't seem like it's what she's used to, personally. ]

[ That's a perplexing enough question, for Angela. She pauses to consider it justly. ]

In my culture, you do the task that is assigned to you, for equitable payment. No more, no less.

[ His question is probably just as strange to her as her customs and culture are to him, but he finds them fascinating more than anything. ]

That's so... unusual, to me. I mean, we also do work and we have our duties and tasks assigned to us, but we try to choose a career path that we enjoy, something we have fun doing, that makes us feel accomplished and fulfilled.

We are given tasks to which we are suited, but there is little enjoyment to be found, save the satisfaction of a job done well.

[ There aren't many artists or musicians in Heven. ]

Recreational activities must be a novel concept to you.

[ An observation, not a criticism by any means. He finds the differences in her world fascinating, actually. It's always interesting to see how different places and different cultures work, strange though they may seem to him. ]

How do you feel about this place, so far? Sounds like it's vastly different from what you're used to.

[ Angela nods. ] It is quite different from Heven, but much like Earth, or so I have found.

[ Thinking of Earth only reminds her that Sera is there waiting for her, which is a bittersweet memory. ]

Heaven? [ His brow raises in a sort of recognition. ] We have that place,where I'm from. I mean, it's nothing but a myth in my world, a belief that was part of an old religion, practically defunct by now. Wasn't aware a place with that name actually existed somewhere out there.

You are from Earth, yes? [ She's making an assumption, but if Heaven is a religious myth for him, it's a fair bet. ] The Angels of Heven used to visit Earth when man was in its infancy, just as the gods of Asgard did. It is these visits which lead to Earth developing their myths and religions.

[ Jim nods. Seems to be a pretty popular place among the people here, so it's a safe assumption for her to make. ]

Really? Well, look at that. [ He huffs a chuckle, adding in a playful tone. ] So you're an Angel. That's... very fitting.

I am no Angel.

[ That much has been made very clear to Angela, and so she must stress it to others. ]

I was born to the king and queen of Asgard, and stolen from them as an infant. I was raised among the Angels, but I was never one of them.

[ Well, he was just trying to flatter her a little, but of course she wouldn't take it that way. Should've figured that much. ]

I'm sorry to hear. [ Even if he's not sure if she is. Would she rather have grown up among her own people, or is she grateful for what the Angels taught her? He can't tell. Angela thinks too differently from him, it's difficult to imagine what goes through her mind sometimes. ]

Did you ever go back? To Asgard. [ And did her parents even look for her? The curiosity is strong, but he doesn't ask out loud. ]

Eventually, yes.

[ Though now she is exiled from Asgard and Heven both. It's a long story, but really, she's happier this way. ]

Doesn't sound like it was a lot of fun.

[ Or maybe it's just that Angela doesn't like talking much, he's starting to realize. ]

It's not all it's chalked up to be, I think. Going back to the place where you come from.

[ Angela could tell Kirk the story of how, when she returned to Asgard, she stole her infant sister and purged the evil possessing her in the flames of an ever-burning furnace, but she thinks perhaps that story might just confuse him further. ]

I have heard a saying, "Home is where the heart is." I find that to be as true as anything.

[ That would indeed be quite the story, and it would still confuse him even though he has met so many unique and different people. Asgardians (and any associates) still throw him for a loop sometimes. ]

That we both agree on. [ He smiles. ] Even if sometimes it might take a while to find that home.

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