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Leon S. Kennedy ([personal profile] governmentninja) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-06-11 09:11 pm

No pain... [Open]

So, the hostages had been rescued successfully and were recovering. The crew members affected by the clock were back to their proper age.

Sherry was back to her proper age. Something which was both a great relief and tremendously heartbreaking at the same time. He was glad she was back to being his little linefacer, but getting a chance to see her when she was so small, during all the years of her life that he hadn't been a part of.

At least he took plenty of pictures.

Though, while a couple of problems were solved, there were still plenty more to deal with. The map; whether or not the GIA set them up at NiSaris; the Ohm; replacing repodded personnel... Though he was taking a break from that now. Or was trying to, at least. Not an easy thing to do with a ton of stuff weighing on his mind.

To help clear his mind, he went down to the City (which reminded him, at some point, he needed suggest to the Council that they actually give the City a name), and at the moment was hanging upside down from a tall fence doing one sit up after another. He wasn't out of shape, still barely having an ounce of fat on him, and by no means rusty, but the rescue mission had made him realize he had been out of the field and behind a desk for too long. Being some distant, hands off executive wasn't his style. And whatever was about to come their way next, he'd need to be at his best to help.

[identity profile] wantstobebatman.livejournal.com 2011-06-12 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
"How many of those have done now?"

Doc waved, his stance relaxed, expression fixed in a smile that came through in his eyes...

"Not that you look tired or anything, just curious."

[identity profile] wantstobebatman.livejournal.com 2011-06-12 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thanks. Feels good to be anywhere but in those mazes honestly."

The Doc gave Leon a quick look head to toe. Even when there was no reason for it he couldn't quite stifle his instinct to check people for injuries.

"How have you been keeping?"

[identity profile] so-pregnable.livejournal.com 2011-06-12 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Kon was wandering around the city holding an elf-baby. It was odd, he reflected, but wandering around with an cloned elf-baby on a spaceship, trying to find his time traveler surrogate dad, wasn't the strangest situation he'd been in. It wasn't even the strangest situation he'd been in with a baby.

Then he found Leon doing situps dangling from a fence for an extra dose of surreal.

"Hey, Leon? Have you seen Rory Williams? Uh, slightly shorter than me, older, big schnoz? Possibly was running off to punch Lex Luthor in the face?"

[identity profile] so-pregnable.livejournal.com 2011-06-12 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Mei-Xing's clone. They used some melting clock razzle dazzle and some other stuff to keep her deaged. She's going to age up normally now, actually get a chance to develop. I'm currently on babysitting duty."

Because of the aforementioned Lex-punching.

[identity profile] in-venting.livejournal.com 2011-06-12 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
His little linefacer had gone back to normal size indeed, and had returned to her usual stomping ground in the City. Today, instead of a stack of books, her leather bag was bulging with pictures. Every picture of her she could find that needed to be hidden. Immediately.

Especially that picture Paco had taken of her discovering neat foods like tacos.

He had said there were songs about the tacos and tomatoes. (She had a sinking sensation that she would never be able to live that down.)She'd just rounded the corner when she saw her father working hard and stopped in her tracks. Well, it looked like she'd have to find another place to hide the evidence of her ever being little or cute.

"How many is that, Dad?"

[identity profile] in-venting.livejournal.com 2011-06-13 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Sherry was under the impression he just browbeat them into appearing, actually.

"Going to find my hiding spots in the city. And maybe find Kon." So that her proxy brother could burn the evidence of the photos up. "You picked a really weird place to do exercises from, Dad."

Seriously, Leon. Who did sit ups hanging over a fence? Who?

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[personal profile] notlewis 2011-06-12 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I could do that too, you know. If I wasn't hurt. And if I felt like it."

Luis' arm was still in a hefty bandage, but it seemed that Faiza had finally had mercy on him and released him from his leg restraint in the med bay. He leaned against the side of the fence.

"You'll just have to convince me to show you sometime, clearly."

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[personal profile] thewunderkind 2011-06-12 10:29 am (UTC)(link)
Leon was an unfamiliar face for Lash to see as she moved around the city in search of pieces and parts for her many inventions. After returning to normal, she had gone right back into her old routine with renewed vigor, so spotting him of all people got her curious enough to walk up quietly to him before speaking. Her bag was already filled with pipes sticking out from all directions and pieces of metal she felt she could melt down into spare parts.

"Took a break from all the paperwork?" At least Lash assumed there was a lot of forms to fill out, having been a Commanding Officer once herself (but she always managed to get someone else to do it for her, as it was too boring.)

"I haven't seen you around here much. Or...at all actually! At least when I am. Any particular reason?" Hopefully a monster had escaped somewhere. Barely a full adult again and she already wanted in on some new action.
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[identity profile] seesbosscrotch.livejournal.com 2011-06-12 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
New to this scene: a paladin, who had wandered by, paused to watch, then -- after a thoughtful moment of chin-stroking -- said, "I never understood that."

Of course, wearing full armor literally everywhere tended to be quite a workout itself over time. Not as bad as most people thought, of course, and the fact that this particular suit wasn't forged out of metals as plebeian as iron... but still.
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[personal profile] fieldpromoted 2011-06-13 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Leon wasn't the only one who thought he was out of shape after that mission - Trudy had been spending too much time in a simulated cockpit and not enough time sweating. She alternated between runs through the simulated Pandoran jungle in the sensoriums and jogs though the City.

She jogged around a corner and saw the Captain, waving as she trotted over. "Afternoon, Captain," she said, and then took a moment to lean against the fence and get her breath back.

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[personal profile] letmelive 2011-06-13 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"You know, I'm pretty sure there's a jungle gym behind the school," which was where Claire was coming from, when she happened upon her boyfriend hanging upside-down on a fence. She smirked, walking towards him while crossing her arms and tilting her head to the side.

"I'm sure the kids wouldn't mind sharing."
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[personal profile] windyellow 2011-06-13 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
The Yellow Wind Ranger had decided to do some ninja streaking across the city, mainly for exercise. It wasn't until he spotted Leon, that he stopped momentarily and headed toward him. After being attacked by bear-Rachel he had spent part of the time getting healed. So he really wanted to speak to someone after being laid up.

The twenty-something Ranger waved to Leon. "Hi there, Captain."

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[identity profile] carrieswar.livejournal.com 2011-06-13 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
Clearly Leon needed a brother like Gaignun - one half of a team that split the work down the middle. While Gaignun was the desk and diplomat worker, Jr. took care of all the dirty work. A good settlement as each of them preferred what they did.

"Hey there, Captain!" Jr. called, staring up at him as he stood a few feet away from the fence.

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[identity profile] needs-release.livejournal.com 2011-06-13 09:40 am (UTC)(link)
One of Leon's visitors seemed to have a much more somber tone than the rest. He was wearing a polo and trousers, but sans his usual lab coat. Sam was clearly anxious about something, and since he'd spent the latter half of recent events running around attempting to seduce his fellow teenagers instead of doing his job as Chief Medical Officer, he felt he had a bit to answer for.

So that was why he was approaching the Captain of the ship to make an apology. Since it all had ended, he'd been running various situations through his head to be possible ways things could have changed. "E-Excuse me, sir," he started, rather formally. "If I could have a moment of your time? I can try again later if you're not interested right now," he finished. Again, his perpetual adolescence made this whole situation seem so much worse than it actually was.