middleofsomewhere | Event: Healing Waters

"Good morning passengers, it is day twenty three of the month of Grasshopper. All passengers of the Voidtrecker Express require rest. Next stop Jema’grethy Island. All passengers prepare to disembark."

It is a very strange morning message that rings through the train on the morning of day twenty three but as the passengers of the Voidtrecker Express wake their screens glow with the colour of the void and a holographic screen pops up for them to read.

World #2554098133741: A world once inhabited by an ancient civilisation and now preserved as a historical site, nature reserve and well-being retreat. It is famous for its relaxing hot springs, calming atmosphere and beautiful beaches.

It is a popular void-traveller destination, particularly among void missionaries as a place to rest and recuperate after difficult missions.

The Voidtrecker Express will spend three days here, arriving today and leaving on day twenty six of the month of Grasshopper. The dressing carriage is open for your convenience.

It is time for a holiday it seems!

Preparation

For those who go to explore the dressing carriage they will find a variety of beachwear and wetsuits. One cupboard has a pile of tents and groundsheets in all four team colours.

One cabinet is exclusively filled with beach towels, in a kaleidoscope of colours, designs and patterns. Another is filled with different shapes and sizes of plain towel dressing gowns. There is even a cabinet with buckets, spades and small rock-pooling nets.

It seems they are in for quite an adventure.

Arrival

"Shortly arriving on World #2554098133741. Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

The train lurches and rattles as it leaves the void they will get a glimpse of silver-purple sky and a beautiful ocean below.

However some passengers might be a little more than distracted, one staring at that table for a second too long, another seeming lost in thought for a couple of seconds, a longer than normal pause in a sentence. They see a vision, a glimpse of a life that is not their own. Not all at once, but here and there as the train descends to the island.

But then it is gone and things are back to normal. Just in time, as they come to land.

Jema’grethy Island

The train has landed on a grassy ridge, overlooking a beautiful beach of white sand and the ocean beyond. It is warm, but not too hot, a cool ocean breeze cutting through the heat making it pleasant. Behind them is a grassy plain, changing to forest in the distance. There is the sound of birdsong in the purple sky. To the west the land is more craggy, the silhouette of a fortress in the distance. In a word, it is idylic. A sense of peace permeates the island.

A little more worrying is the volcano-like structure in the north. But even a quick glance will show it is not a typical volcano. There is no smoke and the liquid slowly running down it in rivulets is pink and blue.

Exploring the passengers will find beautiful beaches, ragged cliffs to walk and caves to explore. Where it is more craggy the beaches are made of pebbles- perfect for rock pooling.

The place has no people, but it is clearly maintained. The eastern beaches have racks of shallow boats, both canoes and one- or two-person sailing dinghies. There is also a small building in which scuba gear is stored, along with several waterproofed manuals and instructional literature.

Ruins of ancient houses are scattered across the island, but the main settlement is built into a rocky section in the north-west that has been secured with ropes and stairways cut into the cliffs, perfect for scrambles and hikes.

There are no living quarters, but there are sheltered sections with basic toilet facilities marked as camping grounds in five different sections of the island - by the hot springs, within the ruined fortress, beside the harbour, on the eastern beaches, and on the northern face of the mountain.

Hot Springs

To the west are the hot springs. They have both outdoor and indoor areas; the indoor areas being wooden loghouse saunas, changing rooms and storage sheds, whilst the outdoor areas are a tiered series of pools spilling down the side of the mountain and shaded by brightly flowering trees. The waters are hot, mineral-rich and soothing.

Perfect for overly stressed, world weary Void heroes...

(OOC: More setting information is here, please feel free to go wild with the setting and have a fun and relaxing time. You can use this post as a catch all for your holiday or make your own posts on

middleofsomewhere. More information about how the memory event is structured is here!)

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[It's been a long time since Bucky has been to a beach, so maybe that's why he's not exactly in the most beach-friendly attire. He's wearing purple swim trunks, but also a white undershirt that manages to cover most of the scars on his chest and left shoulder. Today, his arm is back to bright silver, without the red star on the shoulder.

He's camped himself out at the edge of the water, digging in the sand and looking for 'treasures'. Little shells, bits of glass or plastic, maybe a coin if he's really lucky. Or even just a few clams for dinner. He glances up when Kitty walks by to take another dip and frowns to himself.] Hey, miss! Have we met? Before the train, I mean. [There was just something oddly familiar about her.]

[ Kitty pauses a moment when she hears a voice calling out, and as she turns and sees Bucky, she can't help frowning a little. ]

I...I don't think so?

[ Even as she says that, though, the words don't sound entirely confident. She's pretty sure she's never seen him before...but somehow, there's something about him that seems familiar to her too. ]

[He frowns, sizing her up a little, before reluctantly nodding.] That's what I thought, but I got the weirdest feeling... [Like he's seen her before, but she's way too young to have been involved with Hydra when he was their prisoner. At least, if appearances are to be believed.]

[ She frowns, a bit puzzled herself. ]

Kind of a...déjà vu feeling?

[He nods, though he looks no less confused.] Yeah, except I don't usually get deja vu.

[ She can't help a puzzled frown. ] What do you mean?

[It takes him a few seconds to decide on how to explain this without going into an hour long lecture about Nazi scientists and World War II on a world that she may or may not be familiar with.] I have a photographic memory, and nothing ever happens the same way twice.

[ She blinks in surprise, tilting her head. ]

Oh wow, really? I've heard people having photographic memories, but I didn't know that happened.

I can't really speak for anybody else, since it's not like I was born with it, but that's how it works for me. [He shrugs a little because really, what else can he say? 'I got my memory from a Nazi mad scientist'? Sounds totally believable.

Even with the kind of other things they've seen on the train.]

You weren't?

[ She wants to ask a bit more, but she's starting to feel that this was starting to overstep personal boundaries. Especially with someone he didn't know. ]

Oh, sorry, uh...that's probably none of my business.

Pretty much everyone knows about it, where I come from. I've... made headlines a couple of times. [He offers her a wry smile.] I was captured during a war and experimented on by the enemy's science division. Whatever they did to me worked. I can even keep up with Captain America himself. [He grins, even though she doesn't expect her to get the reference -- she doesn't seem to be from his world, after all. Otherwise she'd probably recognize him as 'that guy who blew up the UN'.]

[ There was...a lot to unpack there. Part of her wants to say something about his experience, so similar to Logan's that it made her heart hurt just thinking about it. But she's also partially distracted by the name he mentions, which also sounds a bit familiar somehow.

And when she realizes why, she intakes a small breath. ]

Oh...oh! That's who that was!

[ Then, realizing that probably sounded weird, she clears her throat. ]

Sorry, I was just, um...Did you see some weird...vision when we first arrived here?

[There's a reason he tries to gloss over and rush through it -- to avoid all the questions the information tends to invite. He blinks at her question, but nods.] Yeah, a nasty fight with a bunch of powered people at a pyramid. Whoever they were, they got beaten pretty badly. I guess robots are a problem for everybody. [He chuckles, but he knows it's not a very good joke.]

[ Her frown deepens. Pyramid? Robots? ]

Was...Was the robot being controlled by a guy wearing a red and purple suit and helmet? Glowing eyes, glowing marks on his arms and face?

[His heart sinks when he hears the questions, but he nods.] Yeah, that seemed to be the case. What was your vision like? [Does he want to know? Not really, but in his experience knowing is always better than remaining oblivious. He just really hopes it's not a bad one. This girl is so young, she doesn't need that kind of nightmare in her head. No one did.]

[ She takes another breath. ]

I...There was a guy in this apartment. I don't think he was supposed to be there. And he was wearing this suit...I though the suit seemed familiar for some reason, but now I realize it's because it matches a story that my grandfather used to tell me about Captain America.

The person whose eyes I was seeing the memory through, though, was about ready to run. [ She frowns, looking at him again. ] That was you, wasn't it? That...That was a memory of yours?

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