Log:A Place to Belong

2020/05/09 Blockbuster Phantom 1

Phantom took a breather from the group today, after dealing with Mystery yesterday. He left the base on his own and wandered the island, sitting on the isolated side of the island, on the eastern side past the old prison. He sits now on the ground, propped up against a washed up log on the rocky beach. His body is limp, with his head dipped forward as his mind wanders free of his body.

Blockbuster arrives somewhere late in the day. She lands in a seated position next to Phantom's prone form and lightly rests a hand on his chest. You know, just to make sure that there's a heart beat. Looking around thoughtfully, Blockbuster just waits.

There's that gentle, steady beat in his chest, along with a rhythmic rise and fall from breathing. It's like he's taking a nap. It's a few minutes before Travis returns from his outer body experience. His head starts to pick up and he stretches a little.

"Welcome back," intones Blockbuster, looking curiously over at Phantom as he stretches out on the ground beside her.

Phantom turns his head toward Blockbuster and smiles a bit. "Thanks. And sorry. Were you waiting long?" he asks as he sits up properly.

Blockbuster shrugs a little bit and offers a gentle smile.

Phantom rubs the back of his head. "How's junk?"

"It's junk, y'know?"

Blockbuster offers a gloved hand to Phantom and smiles.

"Do you trust me?"

Phantom smiles, the whites of this teeth showing through his shadowy psionic self. "Of course. I ran away to a whole other world with you, didn't I?" he answers as he reaches out to take her hand.

Blockbuster squeezes Phantom's hand in hers, the opera gloves momentarily pulsing with light until the pressure differential equalizes. She giggles and leans in to plant a kiss on Phantom's shadowy forehead.

"You don't have to try to impress me," murmurs Blockbuster as she starts to drift upward into the air.

The familiar streamer of light starts to pour from her hips and legs, propelling her upward at an almost casual pace while she draws Phantom in against her body with both arms now.

Phantom's smile becomes a bit dumber at the kiss. "I wasn't trying to," he says honestly. Maybe subconsciously, but it wasn't his intent. He's relaxed as Blockbuster draws him to her. He tries to find a nice neutral place to rest his arms around her, not really gripping for support. He's trusting her for that.

Blockbuster is not nearly as strong as Phantom. She should probably work on that. For the moment, though, she seems to be holding her own - and Phantom! - as she rises up into the air with him held gently to her body. Drifting ever upward, Blockbuster slowly pans around as she bumps her forehead to his in silent offer of her senses.

Phantom can't stop smiling, though now it's just a closed-mouth smile. He feels the gentle bump as a signal. He accepts, borrowing her sense of sight to let him see what she wants to show him.

Blockbuster adds some spin to her slow rise into the evening air. She lets Phantom observe the horizon and the silhoueutte of the city and the endless openness of the waves. At the fringes of her vision lingers some of the light cast from her body and costume.

"Don't forget. This is our place now."

Phantom turns his head in the direction of the view shared. He admires the view she wanted to show him. It certainly is a nice vista compared to some of the worlds they had to hop through to get here. "So it's official? You've all voted to stay here and we're finally stopping our wandering?"

"It's not official," replies Blockbuster, "But I think it's conspicuous how we haven't had a team vote yet. I think it speaks, like, volumes that no one's really complained about being here. Not, like, serious complaints."

Blockbuster hovers in place about 150 meters up in the air, sighing softly as she holds Phantom in her arms. She absorbs the sight, enjoying the panorama as much as she's enjoying holding Phantom in her arms.

Phantom is looking the same direction as Blockbuster, then lightly rests the side of his head to hers. "Then I won't forget. Not a thing. It'll be nice to not have to be on the run again. Though it also means we may have to get used to fighting for what's ours."

Blockbuster laughs softly, resting her head against Phantom's as she bobs in the air. She smiles warmly and sighs out a little, relaxing gently as she starts drifting downward.

Phantom is completely relaxed in her arms, a show of total trust. "You sound happy," he observes warmly.

"It's nice to have a place to belong," murmurs Blockbuster, continuing to drift downward. She keeps pirouetting as she goes, letting the sight sink into both of their visual cortices.

Phantom gets the full view of everything as she spins during their descent. It gives him a good idea of the city they're in and where some things are. "I felt like I belonged as soon as we all found each other. Doesn't matter to me where we are or where we go, so long as we're together."

"That's belonging," replies Blockbuster, "But this is a place where we can belong. Where we're free to belong because we belong."

"Sounds good to me," Phantom agrees with all she has to say on the matter. "So what comes next?"

"We land on the ground and I let go of you," replies Blockbuster, smiling tightly.

Phantom laughs. "Makes sense. Maybe I'm getting too ahead of myself."

Phantom's feet hit the ground before Blockbuster's boots do. She lets go once she's sure he has solid footing. Blockbuster promptly collapses into a heap on the ground and sighs heavily.

"I need to workout more. You're definitely not that heavy and I'm..."

Blockbuster huffs heavily and closes her eyes as she sags on the sand.

Phantom is caught by surprise as she collapses. He doesn't manage to catch her, so he sits down on the sand next to her. "Sorry. I appreciate you making that effort to give me the view," he offers, trying to reach for her shoulder to give it a pat in gratitude. "Just take a breather."

"Maybe that could be a good exercise. Being able to benchpress a tight end is pretty strong, right?"

Phantom laughs. "It is pretty strong. But I'm not the tight end on the team," he says, referring to the football team.

"You keep telling yourself that," replies Blockbuster, "But I'm pretty sure I could bounce a quarter off that tight end of yours."

Phantom stares silently for a moment, then bursts out laughing.