somethingwithturquoise | The Junkyard, and then Parts BEYOND; Thursday Morning [09/16].

So, it came to Summer's attention that her most recent school-assigned friend had never been to space, and, since she apparently couldn't meet a person who had never been to space without offering them a ride in her ship, there was a little jaunt up to the moon or maybe past Mars in order, because unlike all those other times, they actually decided to do it the next day so that Summer didn't get caught up in the million other things she threw herself into and forget and/or forget to make time for it.

(S'up, Moon Date with Tisarwat and Lucille from a million years ago!)

She got there a little early, though, with a thermos full of the promised coffee (because that's what you needed in your stomach, the first time you went into space, coffee) so that it didn't get cold while she got started on the basic checks and overview to make sure everything was in working order before they headed out. Clipboard and checklist and everything, baby! She was totally going to blame T&C for this, but she did love a good checklist-on-a-clipboard montage sequence.

[[ expecting the aforementioned school-assigned friend, but it can definitely be open before him in the timeline! ]]

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"Sometimes," Summer admitted, settling in comfortably and just taking a moment to finally enjoy the view for what it was. "It's nice to come out here and just exist, you know? Or just fly around, sort of forget all the bullshit that some people manage to squeeze into one tiny planet for a while...

"But there's lots to do," she added after a moment of just sort of lingering on that thought. "Maybe not here, in this dimension, but that's why we have portals. Some dimensions' space is way more interesting than others. I have a few favorite spots. Just last week I was doing a little planet hopping for me and the BF's anniversary, actually. Hit up the same spots we did on our first date, you know? And, man, if you thought the universe was infinite, just wait until you start getting into the infinity of multiple infinite universes. This is, like, nothing."

She smiled a little, though, looking out the window.

"But it's nice."

"It is rather nice." Getting over his expected fear of the Vast, it was peaceful out here. "It almost seems like portals would be cheating. Not really our space, you know?"

There was a moment at that, and then Summer looking over at Jon because the words portals would be cheating had just come out of his mouth and she had to actively reminded herself that he was new here.

"Well, I mean," she said, turning back to the scenery again, "not your space, maybe. This already isn't my space. That's not even my Earth. My Earth has almost been blown up about a million times," and would almost be blown up tomorrow! Not that Summer actually knew that, "and was invaded by bugs one time."

Twice tomorrow!

"This spaceship itself is from a different dimension that doesn't even have an Earth," she added, realizing that she could go on, "so technically, we're already cheating pretty hard."

With that, she reached for that thermos in the cupholder.

"Coffee?" she offered, pouring some into one of the mugs she brought and offering out to him.

It was definitely pink with adorable little cat paws on it.

Ah, right. To be fair, Jon's only interdimensional travel had been rather ~~traumatic~~ unorthodox, and he wasn't keen to repeat it.

"Thank you." He took the mug and smiled at it. "Here." He handed her the box of avocado toast.

"Your Earth sounds...hm. Eventful?" Let's go with that.

"It wasn't always," said Summer, as she leaned in to pick out a piece of toast and removed it, careful not to disturb any of that fancy avacado. "Either that, or I just didn't notice it as much, but things didn't really start to get wild until my grampa showed up. Makes sense, though. You can't really have a narcissistic supergenius mad scientist patriarch come crashing into your garage with out it shaking things up a little bit, I guess. And now, five years later, I'm sitting in a spaceship hanging out over Earth, eating acocado toast with some guy who went straight from some apocalypse shit to teaching a literature class at a multidimentional high school, and it's just, like, a Thursday."

That made Jon laugh. "That does put it into perspective, doesn't it? And your grandfather sounds like quite the character."

The Junkyard, and then Parts BEYOND; Thursday Morning [09/16].

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