Second Life -- Welcome to Fairplay [Stage 1]

[cityship]

It had been the usual mission briefing, not that any of them remembered it. The crew knew they were gone and had no idea when they'd be back, and likely wouldn't attempt rescue for quite some time, especially with Stacy considering the mission "ongoing."

They had no idea when they'd be back, either, namely because they never remembered being on the ship in the first place.

It was home. It had always been home.

Welcome to Fairplay, Iowa, folks, happiest little town in the Midwest.

[ooc: Read this before tagging.]

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Re: Location: Lunch Room / Fairplay High School

[neverwastenaya.livejournal.com]

Tenaya carefully made her way through the cafeteria, being sure to stay toward the sides of the room. Her lunch tray was in one arm, held close, while she used her other hand to maneuver her cane. Though she'd had strange dreams the night before, she couldn't afford to think about them right now. She had to find an empty table.

Though it was weird, to be honest. She'd had dreams before about still having her sight, but they mostly involved doing things she'd done before the fire--playing basketball, going to the movies, hanging out with friends. Why she dreamed now that she was some kind of martial artist or something was beyond her.

It hadn't bothered Dylan when she mentioned it at breakfast; "Tennie, it's probably normal. You had dreams like that before the fire, so you're probably just adjusting back to normal. Now I've got to get to work, so get your backpack and let's go."

"...Damn," she muttered when she realized she'd reached the last row of tables. None of the corner seats were empty--or kids were purposely moving into them just to mess with her. Searching down the middle seats would be harder--she couldn't just tap at the edges to feel for anyone's feet; she was still too new to everything to have figured out a system. The only other option would be to ask for help.

Re: Location: Lunch Room / Fairplay High School

[puny-parker.livejournal.com]

"I'd offer a seat, but it'd probably wouldn't do any wonders for your image to be seens siting next to the so-called pyro-kid." came a voice from the table, accompanied by the slight tap of the voice's owner prodding at his food.

Re: Location: Lunch Room / Fairplay High School

[neverwastenaya.livejournal.com]

(Sorry, ended up out all day. I'll be able to post more into the week)

Tenaya grimaced. She recognized that voice--if only vaguely. She'd been lucky so far to avoid having to deal with Pyro Parker, but without most of her old friends, it was only inevitable.

"Not like it's going anywhere now," she groaned as she used the cane to guide herself to the empty seat. It was slow going once she got there: feel for the table, set down her tray, sit down, keep her cane as close as possible. Frustratingly slow.