meadowlarklogs | we've got the vision

WHO: daisy johnson & you, i hope!
WHERE: throughout the city.
WHEN: october 1-15
WHAT: open log for non-event shenanigans.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: lots of open opportunities, but as always, feel free to holler at me if you have questions or want something specific!

@ the boxing gym, which i have dubbed sucker punch

[ since arriving in new amsterdam, daisy has been a semi-regular visitor to one particular branch of one of the city's more populous (though not necessarily more popular) boxing gym franchises. located across the street from an up-and-coming vegan smoothie chain, it's a great spot to work up a sweat and treat yourself after; with fewer posh amenities than some of the competition, it's an even better place for avoiding yuppies who swing in wearing unblemished lululemon gear to take photos of themselves on equipment and leave.

(unfortunately, that's still a bit of a problem in this century.)

on her visits, daisy focuses on sparring in the rings available for public use. there are no pre-arranged matches, but on busier days, the staff will post up a waiting list for ring use — if she comes alone, she'll take on anyone who's amenable; if someone opts to come with her, or if she runs into a familiar face, she'll sign them both up for ring time together.

should she have to wait, she'll entertain herself with the standing targets and punching bags on the far wall. on good days, she's happy to chatter while she does, pausing conversation only long enough to adjust her gloves or reaffix the target should it slip. on more stressful ones, it might be easier to assume the bag she's attacking stole her lunch money, and far more difficult to get a word in edgewise.

feel free to interrupt her at any point during her visit — arrival, pre- or post-sparring, working out, or even just washing up afterwards! ]

@ the caves for powers training

[ for the last handful of weeks — not counting her unexpected disappearance — daisy has semi-regularly hosted personal powers training sessions underground in the caves, a familiar location for anyone who remembers the insomniacs' ball. with the continued influx of new arrivals and the realization that their unique abilities present both an opportunity and a challenge, she's decided to make these sessions a more permanent thing. while one-on-one training will still be offered when her schedule permits, she's going to be transitioning to a twice-weekly group session set-up.

on tuesday and thursday evenings, daisy will have chalked out space in one of the larger cave rooms for people to mingle and talk. anyone who has questions will be welcomed to ask them, as well as share any recent developments or concerns they may have with the group as a whole; once discussion has petered out, anyone in attendance will be encouraged to partner up to practice the following skills:
• summoning their ability, either by active motion (squeezing their fists, for example) or passive recall (intense focus or a specific mantra)
• utilizing their ability in some capacity, whether on their own or in reaction to someone else's actions in the case of more defensive or passive skills
• suppressing their ability, specifically focusing on calming the blue glow that comes from use in their chest implants
though she does not make it a point to show off her own abilities, daisy will (upon request) provide small demonstrations of focused use and disuse of her ability, specifically by disassembling and reassembling a generic countertop appliance — such as a toaster, microwave oven, or alarm clock. she won't advertise it, but she'll also accept item requests during these sessions, under the expectation that the requester provides any materials needed and that they allow appropriate time for completion.

not sure if your character would have opportunity to know about these sessions or item requests? daisy's posted a network-wide invitation here for classes. you can also feel free to handwave coming to her about training opportunities; she's fairly frequently mentioned on the network as an expert in this sort of thing! for item requests, daisy has made items in the past for leo fitz, rey, kylo ren, and prompto argentum. if your characters are friends with any of them (or at least chatty), feel free to come chat with me or their players to handwave discussions! i'm super keen to play out this aspect where i can! ]

@ the fighting rings

[ though daisy does not enter into wagered fights, she is a fairly regular attendant and better at the underground ring. observant attendants might notice that she tends to arrive with the same person, and someone particularly keen might notice her patterns of betting as well — on fellow displaced, she bets higher on their later fights, when exhaustion would normally make them poorer contenders and thus worse bets for the general public. it's not an exact science, but daisy's done very well for herself over the last few months, accruing a relatively high sum of winnings that she's as of yet done exactly nothing with.

however, she's not an unemotional viewer. when familiar faces climb into the ring, daisy watches these fights fully transfixed; she's not shy about cringing or biting at her knuckles when things get rough, and should someone manage to draw blood, she may occasionally go a little pale, though she's gotten better about resisting the urge to walk away lately. looking down for a moment or two or taking a deep breath generally helps settle the rolling nerves, anyway.

though fighting rings are inherently loud, busy places, she won't turn down a little companionship! feel free to approach her at the bar, where she'll treat herself (and maybe someone else!) to a drink, or ring-side. she can typically be found fairly close to the action, but she is small — it's not uncommon for her to have someone step rudely in front, or for her to have to elbowcheck her way back into her previously held spot. so sorry if she accidentally jabs you, et cetera. it's also absolutely fair game to call her out on her surprisingly sensitive reactions! ]

@ anywhere else!

[ have an idea for something you'd like to do but aren't sure where to put it? pm me, hit me up on plurk @ semicolons, or disco me at quake#2740 any time! ]

Threaded | Flat

[If there's anything Keith knows, it's losing himself to his temper. To his mood. There are some people who would never believe it of him now. Awkward and cantankerous, he's done better to keep himself in check since he's arrived than ever before in his life. There's been a single exception to that rule time and time again. A single exception.

That's not to say he's not had other cantankerous moments, but there's fussy Keith and angry Keith.

(And infected Keith, but that's a whole other story altogether.)

Why is Keith here? Because he likes fighting. Training. Making sure he knows styles that aren't just self-taught or alien (or a mixture of both). He's come across his fellow displaced before at various gyms around the city, so he's not surprised to see Daisy. No, what's surprising is the intensity.

Worried—but genuinely horrible at expressing that worry—he moves to spot and hold the bag from the other side, hands gripping it.]

I've got it for as long as you need.

[ He's fresh from the fight. A split lip (old injury, reopened) the only thing to show for it. None of the men here tonight are terribly difficult to down, which honestly he's thankful for. He hasn't been matched with any of the other displaced to boot. It's a damn good night to make some easy money. ]

Johnson.

[ Call him shocked to see her here. He doesn't usually pay attention to the crowds aside from discerning that there's not a threat among them - he's too busy beating his opponents absolutely bloody. Damian stops short at the sight of her, brow furrowing a little. ]

What are you doing here?

[She's found it easier each time to calm her mind, harder to think on her own nature - that's a mess of a minefield (Alayne Stone or Sansa Stark) - but there's a quiet she finds in it, much like when she's stitching something. What she's trying to do here, though it stitch together fragments of her own self - of who she's been and who she is - but she's had little success in finding what she can do. She wants to be patient, she's trying very hard to be. It hasn't even been that long, so there's time.

So she stops trying and just watches anyone else she can - wonders if they are thinking the same thing she is - if that's the key to all of this. Is it the calm or is it the storm? (Am I Sansa or am I --

//Alayne //

--no, that wasn't me. It was only a face I was told to wear.)

She'll catch Daisy's eye when she can, offer a slightly sheepish smile and a shake of her head: Nope. Not yet.]

boxing - whose face is on that bag??

@ the fighting rings

@ the caves