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TYPE: Personal log

LOCATION: The Last City, Earth

PARTIES: Three [3]. One [1] Ghost-type, [1] Guardian-type, designate Blaze-37, Class Titan [[personal profile] rekindledtitan], One [1] Unconfirmed, designate Rogers, Steve [[personal profile] juststeverogers]



ASSOCIATIONS: Multiversal Nexus; Rogers, Steve; Harrowheart; Earth; Ixis Naugus; Blaze-37; Shaxx



You can’t teleport straight into the Tower, so once again Blaze and Ghost are bringing a guest aboard their ship. The Exo stands back a step as the materialize, not wanting to crowd their human friend in the cramped interior.

“So this is our jumpship,” she explains, gesturing at the little cabin. Ghost’s already powering up the lights - and the life-support, which fires up with a hiss of fresh air. It’s fortunate they’ve been keeping the place better heated since their last organic visitors. It looks pretty bare and cold right now, everything that might mark it as a living space tucked away behind patchwork metal plating. “Sorry we have to take the long way round, but on the bright side that means you get to come in the scenic route. Go ahead and take a seat.”

She has to mean the only item of furniture there: the hefty pilot’s seat with its worn padding. Blaze is going to move around it and go right for the cockpit controls. And hey, the interior decor might not be much, but the view from the big forward displays is nothing to sniff at: a sweeping window with the glowing blue curve of Earth visible below, and no atmosphere masking the countless stars above

Date: 2017-05-14 09:41 pm (UTC)
juststeverogers: (Profile)
From: [personal profile] juststeverogers
"It was a birthday gift from a friend."

Steve's voice is proud when he speaks about the shield. Harrow had it made specially for him. But that also means it's probably more magical than it is scientific in design.

"I'm not sure how it works much beyond 'magic'." He pauses when Blaze is chastised, and then shakes his head. "I'll thank you instead. And not because you've done me a favor. Because you've given me a chance."

Date: 2017-05-16 08:25 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] juststeverogers
Steve figures that makes a lot of sense. Harrowheart is undead and his skills definitely aren't what one would consider aligned to the Light. Any kind of light. And he said Ixis Naugus helped with it, and Steve's got no idea what kind of magic the wizard wields.

There's no words for how grateful he is that Shaxx doesn't let go of the shield until it's resting on the ground. What was funny once would mostly just be sore and embarrassing on repeat. When he's able to lift it again he'll strap it back on his arm and follow Blaze out.

"I think I'm gonna die." Steve laughs nervously after he makes the comment but shrugs. "I didn't think he'd let me, to be honest."

Date: 2017-05-29 06:33 pm (UTC)
juststeverogers: (Default)
From: [personal profile] juststeverogers
"Because of everything that's wrong with me, mostly. All the recruiters used to say they were saving my life by not letting me enlist."

The sunlight is a warm reminder that this is still the world Steve calls home, even if nothing else about it is anything that he knows. This world could very well be his own in the far off future. He raises his head to look out across the base Blaze calls home and squeezes the leather straps that affix his shield to his arm.

"It's for the survival of everyone. The greater good. Yeah. I get that."

Date: 2017-06-21 12:51 pm (UTC)
juststeverogers: (Shield)
From: [personal profile] juststeverogers
"I'm ready."

Says the small man in a thick blue coat that makes him look more like a child set to go play in the snow than a soldier. The tasty smells are cataloged for later inquiry but for now the human is eager and ready for anything.

Well, ready to be completely crushed but as long as he learns something he's going to count this as a success. There's several stalls all along the way to the elevator--a huge industrial looking thing that may have once hauled grain before it was used to shepherd Guardians and their gear. Steve picks up his pace to keep step with Blaze and makes right for it as well.

"Have you met her before?"

A Different kind of Museum Experience

Date: 2017-07-07 03:24 pm (UTC)
juststeverogers: (Default)
From: [personal profile] juststeverogers
"Are all of these Titans...er...deceased? Now?"

The pace has slowed considerably once they're out of the elevator and in the stone hallway. He isn't sure where to look first and so follows Blaze's directions and studies each of the statues in turn as they pass. Every banner has a story. A person who wore those colors.

For it being some version of his own world, Steve has a hard time imagining this place as Home. But Blaze calls it as such. He wonders if people would view his place in Brooklyn much the same way. An alien place with unknown customs.

The heat from the forges keeps the halls from being too chilly, much to the human's gratitude. He has to remove his hood before long lest he overheat.

But past the statues and down to the right there is more noise than there was when they got off the elevator. He squares his shoulders and tries not to look as small as he feels.

"Okay. You can do this, Rogers." He's not nervous. Shut up. Okay, maybe a little bit.

Date: 2017-07-14 04:49 pm (UTC)
juststeverogers: (Dark)
From: [personal profile] juststeverogers
"Ma'am, yes Ma'am."

Steve stops and salutes her as he had Shaxx before, standing as tall and straight as someone with scoliosis can while he tries to remember all of these new names and faces. Armors.

Whichever, really.

It's not until the very perky Ghost pops up that Steve relaxes even in the slightest. He steps out of attention to see the little Ghost, a smile flickering across his face.

"I..it's good to meet you. All four of you." Because he does consider each's Ghost their own person. It would hardly be fair not to considering how close he is to Blaze's Ghost.

"It's an honor to train under you Tarana, Ma'am."

Date: 2017-07-22 03:27 pm (UTC)
juststeverogers: (Shield)
From: [personal profile] juststeverogers
There's something comforting about his trainer being human.

Nothing like thinking she would be weaker than Blaze or anyone else either. With her heritage, Steve figures she understands the weight of a life more than others around here. It's not nearly so simple for his kind to come back after dying.

Something simmers hatefully beneath Steve's skin. Who has he fought?

"Bullies and louts, mostly. The occasional mugger. I get knocked down a lot. The best skill I've got is getting back up." With his medical history, giving up is tantamount to death.

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