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[MINGLE] Scout's Honor

WHERE: Hot Springs
WHEN: 21 Sept, after sunset
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
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It's been a strange, rough couple of months for our intrepid villagers — Bunkers, superpowers and clones, oh my! Perhaps the Observers are sympathetic to their plight, or maybe they just have a peculiar sense of humor. At any rate, they've set up a gathering space chalk full of summer camp goodness, no strings attached. Not that anyone knows that part.

Just before sunset, a cheery message pops up on wrist devices all across the settlement and beyond. The instructions seem simple enough, although one does have to wonder at what dubious gift awaits them all after everything is said and done.

Marshmallows are on the house, so grab yourself a stick, strap on a sash and get to roasting, villagers. Skinny dipping, sing-alongs and friendship bracelets optional.

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"He's around here somewhere. His name is John Constantine. He's...he's not a good man but he's better then most."

He settles into the fire, "I'd like to help with that. I spoke with your friend Banner and he agreed to help me with some chemistry but I..." He stared at his hands, "...I could use all the help I can get."

"I wish I could be more help with the food aspect. My dad helped me learn how to forage but I haven't had a real meal in...years."

"Sexy Gandalf?" He snorts quietly. "Yeah I can see it."

So there is some overlap in more than just people from his world. That's good to know. Maybe? Sort of? He's still getting his bearings.

"Mostly I'll need space so- town hall. Then it's a question of food for getting everyone together because you can't throw something like that and not have food. Booze too but that's limited." Maybe he'd get lucky and get another crate? Who knows.

"...Did he start making passes at people yet?"

His tone is gentle That's John. The man had seemed just as discombobulated as he did.

"...I did a graduate school project on home brewing. Where are you getting your alcohol?" The fire spits again and he holds up his hands and looks away, "I can-ngh- I can help if there's someone doing the brewing. I don't need to sleep. Makes it easier to multitask."

"Not in earnest but give it time." Tony'll wear him down.

Or rater he won't at all.

"You wanna take a few more steps back? We can-" He gestures to a shaded area, further from the bonfire. "Seriously. And I've just been getting it given to me, really."

He meets Tony's gaze and nods, "I would be...grateful. Without my connection to the green I can't regrow my body."

He pauses, staring at Tony before looking down at his hands as he stands. No point in discussing the grim reality of his nature but hopefully the other scientist gets the point.

"How do you get supplies? I can show you how to make moonshine with the bare minimum ingredients." A memory flooded his mind and he chuckled, "If you can get piping or shape metal into the right ingredients."

"...What do we do if you're injured?" Not that he's planning on it but- people can soak in the springs to heal. Consume peaches. What would work for Alec? It's a new problem, a new worry on top of the rest. Tony steps away from the fire, away from heat and crackling sparks, shifting till he stands between Alec and the bonfire.

"They just showed up on my doorstep in a box, card with my name on the top." A beat. "I can probably make what we need easily enough. Tubing's a little fiddly but I've got some forms made."

"...I don't know. It's never come up. I've been connected to the green and used it unconsciously before I knew what I was."

He stares at the fire and back at Tony, "I can take pain if it comes to it. Losing a limb or the like. Hence my need to keep people calm around me." He frowns, "Unfortunately it doesn't work very often."

He considers this before raising an eyebrow in Tony's direction, "When I was in grad school, I once blew my eyebrows off making moonshine in our dorm. I got kicked out of the room, off the floor, out of the building, but I met my wife. Even trade. It'll be good to help people with that again."

"I'll see if I can't get you a still set up made before winter hits." It's the most he can really promise with everything else on the list. Though-

"...does the spring work for you? Soaking in it or eating peaches helps the rest of us heal. It might not be the green but- it might help you? If you get hurt. This is not my area of science at all and it's also a little magic, so..." Not a lot he can say or do or offer to help.

"I haven't tried it yet." He frowns, "I hope I'll never have to, but if the occasion arises I'll make my way over to it and see what it can do for me."

He clenches a fist, "...It's frustrating. If I had my abilities I could solve all of this."

"I'd like to say 'maybe it'll never come to that' but I know my luck. And it seems like the rest of the people here? Don't have much better." Which just goes to show that fate and probability are cruel, petty bitches.

"...I mean, that's probably why you don't have them, but- What all can you do when you're connected to the Green?"

"Everything."

His tone is regal. He straightens and looks distant, ancient, "I speak for the trees and grass, the interests of the plant kingdom. Since the first protozoa created the first plants, the green has existed. It's chosen an avatar, a protector and king to speak for their interests against the other kingdoms. I'm their champion. I don't control the earth. I am the earth."

He shrinks again, "Which comes with certain magical benefits, like the ability to travel anywhere through different plants."

Knowing Thor, Tony's had a few moments of feeling incredibly young and small in the scope of the universe- he was an ageless alien that'd been around for centuries, it made sense. He wasn't exactly used to feeling that way about something that came from his own damn planet. But for a moment he feels- young and small and insignificant, shaken a little until Alec goes from that tall, ageless thing to-

The slightly viney sarcastic scientist he's come to like. "I- right. Magic. That is kind of absurd and kind of...incredible?"

"Ordinarily this is where I'd demonstrate some sort of ability here to prove my point, but I don't like the...thought of this green. Everything is balanced in nature and it's my job to keep that balance. No matter what it's cost."

His expression turns grim, "...This is the longest I've ever been disconnected from the green. Among humans...in a long time."

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