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(open) mission: hit the beach

Date & Time: July 18th-24th, Exsilium Time
Location: Sea Shore during the Late Cretaceous Period
Characters: All! Oh those pesky mandatory missions.
Summary: In lieu of the success of the space shuttle's test flight, all of the Transports have been sent back to the Cretaceous period to gather mineral supplies and volcanic rock, while doubling as a sort of 'vacation' and chance to get Transports out of the Initiative's hair. With well stocked supplies, camping gear, and more burlap sacks than anyone could possibly ever use, the Transports have been set under a protective dome and told to collect what they can... and to enjoy the sunshine.
Warnings: Shenanigans!

The overflow log can be found HERE!

It's almost surreal, the quality of color, of light, of oxygen saturation in the air once people arrive. It's so rich that the Initiative sent people back with respirators, to help ease the transition, and warned those who would listen about the effects of too much oxygen on a system.

What they don't warn for is the sheer alien familiarity of the landscape, the warmth, the roughness of the sand on the beaches. This is not the fine, sandy beaches out of vacation dreams, but a rougher, larger granule sort, with shells that might be recognizeable as ancestors to ones those from Earth would remember washing up on familiar beaches, millions of years later.

Most striking is the lack of abundant wildlife found among the fronds and leaves and foliage, or underneath the surface of the saltier, much warmer waters extending off the beach. While acting as a permeable membrane to oxygen and water, along with the sorts of phytoplankton that kept sea creatures alive, all the larger animals had been pushed out by the Initiative's installment of the safety dome. Along the transparent walls, curious creatures would come close, peer in, tap against the barrier and run off if frightened, but very few were found inside at any size larger than that of a house cat. It was for the better in the long run.

Too bad that the Initiative didn't have ultra-violet blocking technology in their shielding. For all the atmosphere is in much better shape millions of years in the past, the sun is as strong as ever, and the unwary will be burned through and through if they're not careful.

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This? This she could deal with. For once, Asuka's actually grinning and looking like she's enjoying herself. Once the respirator comes off, anyway. There's actual sunlight, there's a breeze in the trees, rippling the water just off shore. And for a girl who grew up on a half-dead world, the sheer amount of green and living creatures that she can see past the edge of the dome are amazing. What makes it all the cooler is the fact that they're dinosaurs. Asuka adjusts her eye-patch slightly. She's made a half-hearted attempt at actually collecting stuff, but for now she's set herself up on the beach, leaning back against her backpack and watching the clouds drift by overhead.

"I could get used to this," she comments to nobody in particular, one toe tapping against the rough sand. She hasn't pulled out her swimsuit (yet). For now she's sunbathing (even if she's still in jeans, hiking boots and a t-shirt, she has an appropriately sized sunhat).

"Why can't they always send us to places this nice?"

"I guess because we'd get too comfortable with it," Yukki answers, coming to sit next to her. He sits down cross-legged, clad in a (rather long) pair of swimming trunks, and a plain, white T-shirt. Oddly enough, he had no backpack, or even any kind of luggage. Who knew why?

"It's nice to see you actually enjoy yourself for once... I was kind of worried the last time we talked." And was he ever; she looked like she was on the verge of panic. How could he not be? She had never been anything but nice to him, even if, in some ways, she kind of reminded him of Yuno. Only, y'know... without the sharp and/or pointy objects.

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"Worried? Why?" Asuka scowls and then haughtily lifts her chin, eye pressed shut as she tries to look dignified (she just looks a bit bratty) and lifts a hand to flick Yukki's temple.

"It'll take more then some stupid bombs to get the better of me!"

Of course, at the time she'd been ready to climb the walls, but see if she'd admit that now.

He flinches as she flicks the side of his head, raising his hand to his temple to rub where she flicked him. "Because I didn't want you to get hurt..."

As stubborn as always. He doesn't press the issue further. She's fine, that's all that's important.

"Don't you swim?"

"Duh, of course I swim! Just not right now!" She laughs - yeah, she's in a good mood. She's still going to (kinda) pick on him a bit. it's how she celebrates her good moods, after all. She leans over toward him, getting into his personal space with a wide grin.

"Why? Were you hoping to see me in something skimpy?"

He can tell. It's nice to see her finally able to relax. Honestly, he's almost used to her teasing now; it was different than Yuno's clinginess, Minene's abrasiveness, or Murumuru's trolling, but in a way, it was funny.

... until, of course, she gets to that. "W-What!? No!" He's blushing, and he knows it. "I-- I don't think of-- I have a girlfriend!"

"You don't have to deny it, I know I'm a beautiful young woman!" OK, so maybe she's mostly doing this to watch him squirm. She can still stroke her own ego while she's at it. She pauses and then leans in even closer as she watches his face turn bright red.

"You have a girlfriend? Really?"

Well, to disagree with her on that point would have been a blatant lie. Asuka is beautiful, there was absolutely no denying that. But at the same time... well... if in the off-chance Yuno did show up here, the last thing he wanted was for that to inevitably blow up.

"Yeah... her name is Yuno."

Asuka settles back on her elbows, out of Yukki's personal space. At least for now, anyway.

"What's she like? You're like the last person I would've thought would have a girlfriend, though."

She picks up a pebble and flicks it toward the water absent-mindedly.

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As she leans back, he can't help the bit of relief he feels. Asuka was undeniably attractive, but some habits don't die easily, with or without the poster child for 'yandere' around.

"She's..." He was about to say, until she made that comment. In a way, she was right; before Yuno, he barely had any friends, let alone a girlfriend. He was a socially awkward loser who was in no extracurricular activities, and whose grades were mediocre at best.

"She's... well, nobody ever cared about me as much as she did." His father was a deadbeat drunk who never spent any time with him, and his mother was a work-a-holic who was rarely ever home, but that wasn't really her fault. A lot of business trips. "And she saved my life several times. Even if... well... she did it violently."

And she had an absolutely legendary jealousy streak combined with paranoia, but he won't mention that.

"Well, I guess she sounds like a keeper..." Asuka shrugs and picks up another pebble and tosses it toward the water again. She doesn't know Yuno, doesn't know what Yukki's feelings are toward her - tha tdoesn't mean she's going to stop teasing, but she might tone it down a little.

"You think that she'll show up here? Would you want her to?"

Asuka wouldn't wish the place on many people. It's stupid and complicated, but she'd still rather be here (and alive) then back home.

Yukki slowly nods. It's not an easy question to answer. He loves Yuno, but he'd have to be stupid not to know what she's likely to do once she got here, and found out about all of his friends... particularly the female ones.

"I miss her, yeah." Of course he does. It's been months since he's seen her. "But if she did, well... I'd have to talk with her for a while."

Continued here!

A voice near Asuka chuckled a little. "If only life could always be so easy. They sent us here so we could relax a little for once. So much stress, I guess they figured trying to help us cool off was worth it."

Pidonus, of course, hadn't changed her outfit in the slightest. Nor had her rather pale skin tanned at all.

Asuka adjusts her hat and squints up at Pidonus. Her lips press into a thin-lipped, barely-there smile as she eyes her.

"Don't you ever change clothes?"

"... My Queen designed my Uniform. It wouldn't be proper to not use it without a specific reason."

... Like not having seen said Queen for months, and being at a beach party? What was with this woman's logic sometimes?

"Right. Whatever. I keep forgetting how much of a weirdo you are."

Asuka groans and flops her head back to stare up at the sky.

"... I'm not crazy. Really."

... She'd really like to think that, but sometimes...

"Lemme go... Figure something out."

Utena's a little taller than she was a few weeks ago (unusual) and a few shades more tanned (also unusual). The other, less obvious difference, is that she looks more enthusiastic and cheery than she has in months. All the sun, from New Orleans, and now this, have gone a long way toward improving her mood.

She's already in her swimsuit by the time she finds Asuka, and goes to flop down next to her.

"I dunno, but we should enjoy it while we're here, right?"

Asuka blinks at Utena as she tries to process the few physical changes. Then she remembers that Utena had been sent on a mission somewhere or another. She shifts to one side slightly to make room and tugs her hat back slightly so she can keep an eye on her.

"Hey, you made it back!" There's a note of glee in her voice - it's genuine pleasure at seeing someone. She arches a brow, her smile turning a bit smug, "Well, I intend to enjoy it as much as I can before I have to go back to that gloomy old apartment building - hey, you didn't strangle Kiryuu while you were gone, did you?"

There's a trace of hope in her voice. Honestly, she still can't believe the two are from the same place, let alone know each other.

"Mm! I was gone a long time, but it seems like no time has passed here at all. I'm never gonna get used to that...but it's good to see you again, Asuka-chan. Gee, I thought we were never gonna get back." She grins, but her smile turns the slightest bit strained at the mention of Nanami.

"Ah, nothing like that. ..Er, between you and me, I thought about it once or twice, but it wasn't so bad by the end." She stretches her arms in front of her. "How have you been?"

"She's insufferable-!' Asuka looks (and sounds) like she could go on and on about all of Nanami's failings, but Utena's question cuts her off. She lifts her shoulders in a shrug and leans back, tilting her head to peer up into the sky.

"I'm doing better now that I'm not getting bombed..." Asuka laughs. It wasn't that funny, but it was easier to try and play it off like it hadn't been a big deal. She gives Utena a little dig in the ribs with her elbow and grins, "You look like you're doing great. Where'd they send you guys, anyway?"

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