I've been chillin' out on a star with my 5 star view

[lucetimods]

Who: All draftees
What: The space battle commences
When: After 3PM on the 19th to the 23rd
Where: In Space! On the Moon!
Summary: The battle finally begins! First there's asteroids to take down, then we finally arrive!
Rating: SPACE

MORE SPACE

All the details you need are here, so read up on it. This didn't get mentioned before, but you can tag the cultists instead of killing them. Details on this are on a previous draft post. Using the scanners are optional!

There will be a thread for interacting with NPCs, but they may not all go up at once, so keep an eye out for them.

Note: A log for the events in the village will go up on the 21st, in time for the hurricane and droid incursion.

Comments

[alloys]

[There's suddenly a cold feeling in his gut. There were reasons he'd deliberately avoided the comic books in the library, asked people like Adele to not mention his future. He didn't want to know what was ahead. And there was that tricky rule of multiple universes. If he ended up one way in one universe, would he in his own?

He's already got the feeling that he's not going to like this.]

And what makes you say that?

[selfhelp]

[Oh geez. Oh geez. Billy stares at him for a long moment, wide-eyed, then looks down, hands twisting together uneasily. This is a bad idea. This is a bad, bad idea.]

I- ...I've got... my reasons. Okay?

[He might need a little prodding for this, actually.]

[alloys]

[It's not convincing. It's not convincing at all. And he wants to know why. He should know why.

But he really doesn't want more to deal with right now. Whatever reasons Billy had for keeping his power a secret from him--Tony Stark--he wasn't that person. God, he wasn't even Iron Man in some other universes. What reason did he have to think he'd be anything like the Tony Stark Billy knows?

Still...it bugs him. But right now...

God, he already had a lot on his plate. It was a whole emotional buffet. He can let it go, for now.]

...Right, then.

[selfhelp]

[Billy watches him quietly for a moment, genuinely surprised- and cautiously grateful, at the same time. He has no idea if this is going to come back to bite him in the ass later, but he'll take what he can get for the moment.

Feeling a sudden desire to escape the conversation, though, he sits up, setting aside the empty soup cup.]

You should get some rest. I can leave the rest of the food here, though, so you can pick away at it when you're feeling better. And- and I'll check on you again. Ring a bell or something.

[Smile, smile. Everything's fine, because this isn't the Tony Stark he knows, because there's no reason for him to know. Because there's more important things going on right now.]

[alloys]

[He throws a tired look Billy's way. Kid's been through a lot. He doesn't need to make it worse for him--or both of them--at the moment.]

Oh, you can count on that. Trust me. I won't hesitate to let you know if you're needed.

[It's said with a pretty weak flair of snark. Yeah, rest sounds pretty good right about now.]

bayley why do we keep ending our threads

[selfhelp]

[Billy nods tiredly - though whether it's a physical or emotional weariness, only he knows - and nudges the table within arm's reach, standing up.]

Good. I expect to hear a lot more unreasonable demands when you're more like yourself again.

[He turns away to head off, waving over his shoulder. That... was weird. And a little scary.

Went better than he expected, though.]