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Visiting Pacifica (OPEN TO ALL)

[[ooc: Feel free to interact with Fujin anywhere in the locations listed in this post! (Though I know the one in the air is difficult for most characters, one can at least easily get his attention and he can come down) <3

Added note: The timing of this post, is roughly 3-4 days after Fujin's initial arrival. He spent most if not all of that time sound asleep as his body worked on healing itself. He was able to be cleared and leave sickbay once he woke up and got checked out. The day this log takes place is probably the day before the Enterprise leaves Pacifica (if I'm looking at the calendar right.)

I will most likely be tagging into the sickbay log when that comes up anyway so docs in sick bay can check up on him. :)]]

Arriving

After almost dying on arrival a mere few days ago (of which he slept most of those days), and still needing more rest to fully recover - visiting a foreign planet didn't seem like a good idea. But Fujin, separated from home and the life force of his own realm, insisted on it. He wanted to taste real air and be one with real winds. Real elements. Not whatever replicated environment the ship provided. His reasoning was that it would aid in recovering what energy he had lost both physically and energetically.

And so, the wind god had himself teleported down.

The moment his feet touched the sand of the white beaches, hearing the roar of the ocean waves and feeling the warmth of the sun and the salt kissed breezes - Fujin wrapped the winds about himself and shot straight up into the air. Sure it probably was a bad idea still as weakened as he was - but he was using the planet's winds, not his own so it would be fine, right? Besides, once he was hovering about a couple hundred feet up - all he could do was float with his eyes closed and arms spread, face towards the sun in absolute bliss.

It wasn't Earthrealm but by the Elder Gods it was wonderful.

Surprise nap/On the beach

Later, Fujin found a spot to relax on the sand under the shade of a tree. It was a spot close to the water where it was calmer and quieter. After being airborne for a while, he had grown quite tired. His intention was to meditate and enjoy the serenity of the area. But the warmth of the sand permeating his body and the natural world around him actually made him relaxed and drowsy. Sleep was a strange thing - and not something he really did. But there he was, sprawled on the warm sand comfortably and enjoying an impromptu nap.

Later, he even stayed so that he could enjoy the sunset and watch the stars come out. It had been a long time since he felt a peace such as this.

Marketplace
Fujin also took some time to wander the local marketplace, looking at the various foods and goods curiously. As an immortal, he didn't really need to eat to survive. But he really liked tea now and again. His long, braided white hair practically glowed in the sunlight, contrasting with his tanned skin as he walked along, content to people watch and decide if he wanted to try any food or drink while here. He was easy to spot considering his height and glowing white eyes. Anyone who spoke to him was met with a soft and polite word from the wind god.

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Raiden feels the breeze, and then the off-kilter slide of his hat. He opens his eyes lazily, having been really enjoying the quiet. That blue glow slides over to side-eye Fujin, his nose flaring and an eyebrow raising in amused annoyance. He reaches up, readjusts the hat so it's straight again, and closes his eyes.

Only to crack one open and just watch, suspicious of his brother, as if daring him to try that again.

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Fujin's expression was completely neutral, though there was a suspicious twinkle to his dimmed eyes as he reached out and smoothed his hands over the patterns he had made in the sand. He curled his fingers into it, dragging them through - focusing on the feel of it through his fingers.

So soon after what he had experienced and what he had lost, he needed this. To ground himself among the elements as an elemental and to taste the air. It was the only way he could think of to cope with being so weak. So vulnerable. He had come down here after barely crawling out of the bed in sickbay, and he didn't regret a moment.

So far, he had drifted on the winds and had enjoyed the warmth of the sand and the fire of the sun. He had yet to fully enjoy the water. And he had full intention of enjoying all of that again before they departed.

With a soft sigh, he worked on removing his gauntlets and arm bands, depositing them in the sand with his shoes and shin guards. Then he undid the wide belt at his waist, shrugging off the sleeveless tunic and shoulder guards. Thankfully his clothing had been cleaned and repaired and were good as new. He couldn't figure out why Raiden insisted on covering up so much - and they'd worked together for eons. He couldn't do it. It was too restrictive a habit for his tastes.

Now bared, except for the pants that he wore, Fujin got to his feet slowly and stiffly, his tanned muscled back facing Raiden as he looked out over the ocean. He just stood there for a few moments as he got his equilibrium - not wanting to worry his brother further about his condition. His body, though physically healed, was still generating blood and energy (though at a much faster rate than a mortal - especially so with all the sleeping he'd been doing). So he still felt a bit light headed at times when moving from a prone position or sitting up.

He allowed the breezes to surround him like a comforting blanket, causing his hair to ruffle and long braid to sway.

"I shall enjoy the elements for a little bit longer. Care to join me?"

While Raiden was so closely attached to the Jinsei itself, Fujin seemed to be more attuned to the elements themselves. Raiden's suspicious gaze mellows as he watches him dig his hands into the sand.

The shedding of armor comes as a mild surprise, and Raiden's expression grows faintly confused until Fujin states his purpose and asks Raiden to join him. Fujin always seemed so much more at ease, and as he wraps that wind around him, Raiden can see his brother is trying to regain his balance with all that is.

Raiden has been fighting the emptiness left by the Jinsei with anything he could find to fill his time with some purpose, or focusing on a way back. He hasn't given himself the opportunity, or had a planet, to try and find his equilibrium. He had kept plowing forward, hoping to eventually break through some unknown obstacle in his way.

He sighs, still feeling the weight of Earthrealm's protection heavy upon his shoulders, he had been feeling more like the mortal's fable of Atlas when it came to his task. The burden was not lifted here, but seeing Fujin indulging in the air, land and soon the sea, did stir a desire to be released of it for a little while.

"Shortly." He nods, still undecided if he wishes to make good on that word as he feels the breeze through his hat again. The brim lowers, and uncertainly he reaches out, letting his fingertips drag through the sand, drawing shallow lines as they went.

Fujin gave Raiden a knowing look, raising a brow. Yes, he understood Raiden's burden. He lived with it for so long after all as he worked alongside his brother. He'd seen what it had done to him. How it changed him. The wind god himself was never one to shirk his duties - considering them first and foremost even before his own needs.

But here....they were cut off from home. Here was a chance to at least be free from that burden. Just for a little while. It didn't mean that they didn't care or that their opinions on their duties changed. Being separated from the Jinsei clearly hurt Raiden as much as it did Fujin. This was a way to ease that pain. Fujin prayed that Raiden could see this. He was an elemental just as much as he was. An element in physical form.

"Perhaps later we can create a contained squall to ease your worries." Fujin said, knowing how his brother enjoyed storms. He could create part of one, but it was usually a combined effort between the two of them. He used the winds around him to lift him up and he sat cross legged on the air. He honestly didn't feel like walking right now.

He eyed the cove they were situated in, assessing. A squall might be better further out where there wouldn't be risk of people. But here? Perhaps a water spout - if Raiden wasn't going to the water, perhaps Fujin could bring the water to Raiden.

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It never once crossed Raiden's mind that Fujin thought any less of his duties, but Raiden had spent so much time among the mortals that perhaps he had acquired some of their bad habits.

At the mention of creating a squall, though, Fujin immediately has his attention. With a resigned sigh, he digs his hand into the sand and picks up a fistful, letting it drain through his fingers with a faint smile.

"I would like that." After the complete disappointment of the holodeck, the promise of a storm actually brought some of that familiar spark into his eyes. With a sigh, and knowing his brother, Raiden finally stands and approaches the surf. He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath and lifting the brim of his hat so he can really feel the sun on his face.

Edited (moar typos) 2016-02-17 01:59 (UTC)

Fujin leaned slightly forward from where he floated as Raiden let sand fall through his fingers. There! There was that faint smile. It lifted the wind god's heart to see it, along with that old spark in his brother's eyes. It elicited an open grin from the wind god, his dimmed eyes narrowed with the almost playfulness of the expression. He didn't even know the last time he had allowed himself to be playful.

The wind god hovered, rising a few feet into the air, watching his brother approach the water. He darted out over the water with familiar grace, as natural at flying as breathing and always at home in his native element. Even on another world. Fujin skirted over the water's surface, dipping his hands into it and creating spray in his wake. He saw Raiden by the water's edge lifting his face to the sunshine.

"You'd be able to enjoy more of what the elements have to offer without all that covering you." Fujin said lightly, knowing the matter of how Raiden dressed being an 'in-joke' between them. In contrast, Fujin showed more skin than Raiden ever did. Now he was showing even more. Just because.

The winds swirled and gusted around the cove, guided by Fujin's hand. His control was such, that it didn't disturb the sand nor the landscape. It made the water choppy though and the trees sway gently and rustle. When his brother was ready, the wind god would allow the winds to carry him.

Raiden's eyes open, giving Fujin he best nonplussed look that is only barely able to cover his amusement at the age-old jab. Watching Fujin be playful, it was a hearkening back to millenia ago, before the fall of Shinnok, when the Earth was young and protecting Earthrealm had meant a gentle tending to the realm's elements and the occasional visit to the Jinsei instead of the constant vigil.

Raiden gives a mock-harrumph, but then lets his feet lift off the ground a bit. So long as Fujin didn't tire himself, Raiden would entertain his brother's whims today. Perhaps, for whatever reason the Q had brought him here, the Elder gods still had a hand in events here. Perhaps, it was time he reaffirmed his nature, and let himself be.

His control on his wild element always so tight, he releases it a little, and feels the comforting prickle of electricity around him as he hovers a mere few inches off the ground. Whenever Fujin was, Raiden was ready.

Fujin circled Raiden, seeing that look and returning it with a knowing smirk. The wind god was normally so serious and reserved, but there was something about this planet and surrendering to the elements like this that lightened his spirit. He couldn't help but express it.

It was strange to see him in just his pants, rolled up to the knee. But the look suited the surroundings. He saw Raiden start to hover with lightning flickering around his form and he grinned again, reaching out a hand. The winds in the cove drew in close and surrounded Raiden, picking him up effortlessly, causing water to spray up around them. Oh he was going to be so tired after all this but gods it was going to be worth it.

"There's a spot not far from here where there's no people. We can always make a squall there. I'll make sure to keep it tightly contained so it doesn't effect the rest of the planet's weather systems." He assured. "We'll have to keep it smaller than we'd like..." But hey at least it would be something.

"I would be satisfied with even a small rain shower." He doesn't make Fujin do all the 'lifting', but it's a pleasant feeling to not fly on entirely his own power. As he watches Fujin hover, pant legs rolled up, his entire posture starts to relax as he sheds the weight of Protector and reclaims the mantle of storm god.

The lightning starts to spark through his hat, arcing around him a little more as they rise higher in the air.

"It will be nice to make a storm with your help again, brother. It's been too long. Let the others stay dry, out to sea will do for our needs."

Fujin nodded at the mention of a small rain shower. Right, one must not get too excited and accidentally create a monsoon a few miles wide. Bad idea - and one that the locals might not appreciate. They had to be careful so that they didn't disrupt the local ecosystem either.

It sure filled him with joy though to see Raiden finally relaxing as more of his element surrounded his form. It had been way too long for either of them to allow themselves to relax and be joyful. He could also tell that Raiden was helping with the flying - making it easier to carry him on the winds and didn't require much thought on Fujin's part.

"It has been way too long." He agreed, causing the wind to gust and carry them away from land. "I am quite looking forward to this!" He even twisted in mid-air in an almost happy roll, indulging in some acrobatics as they flew.

It didn't take them long to find an adequate spot away from land and away from people. There was plenty of water on this world, and Fujin was aware of the fact the natives lived on and under the sea. So he picked a spot carefully. The wind god immediately got to work (though this was more fun than actual work) - helping with bringing up some water into the atmosphere for Raiden to work with.

He dove towards sea level and then started to spin rapidly in place - the water drawing up around him in a narrow, twisty water spout. He made sure that the air barrier he created around them would give them enough space to work, but also make sure the rain storm would be small enough to not create much of a footprint. With the warm climate, it didn't take long for mists to start forming. Soon clouds would grow.

"Here, catch!" He called up to his brother from the water spout, all ready soaking wet and grinning like a young god again.

Raiden's hat again betrays that he catches Fujin 'playing' as they search for a spot to make their little rain storm. As tired as they both are, there's still that pleased spark at seeing his brother truly happy for the first time in what Raiden is only now realizing has been too long of a time.

When Fujin starts bringing up the water, creating a windy mist while Raiden hovers higher up, he starts to charge the air and weaving his own magics. In short order they get some clouds forming and while there's a part of him that wants to build the whole storm right up into a proper thunderstorm, he curtails his enthusiasm and suffices with a small layer of rain clouds.

His own charge is enough though to send a few wisps of electricity arcing between the clouds, keeping it safely away from any creatures in the water. Once the rain starts to fall, and an arc of thunder crackles weakly by him inside the storm, he stops building it, and just lets himself sink below the clouds. Looking up through his hat, he puts his arms out to the sides and soaks up both the rain, and the full sensation of the tiny storm above him. Closing his eyes, his entire form is relaxed, even more-so than when he'd been basking in the sun. It's not exactly Earthrealm, but for a moment all that matters is the smell of ozone and falling rain, and he can almost forget his troubles for the time being.

Fujin enjoyed his time spinning and almost dancing with the water spout as Raiden worked the weather up above. The sun got dimmer as the clouds thickened above them and grew darker and heavy with rain. He even caught sight of some heat lightning flickering among the clouds, though not strong enough to be a true thunderstorm.

He eventually released the winds making the water spout, allowing the water to fall back down into the sea. The winds gusted lustily, carrying him upward as the rains fell. Up near the base of the clouds, Fujin found Raiden enjoying his element. His winds howled and gusted safely around them, causing the rain to go sideways at times - not that he minded and he knew his brother wouldn't. The storm was small enough to not disrupt anything, and his wind barriers around it would help keep it that way. In their section of sky, it was misty and dark. Perfect.

"Just like old times!" Fujin called to his brother, allowing the winds to carry his voice. He floated contentedly on his back nearby, arms spread and let the rains lash at him as he looked upward. It felt wonderful. "Feeling better?" He teased in good humor.

"Yes." Raiden's reply floats back to Fujin, a small arc of electricity tracing from the clouds to dance along Raiden's hat. He's intentionally drawing the charge to him, to keep it away from Fujin or making a connection back down to the surface of the water.

"Are you?" His eyes open, a clear expression of contented calm fixed on Raiden as he looks over to his brother. He still worries some for Fujin's strength, but trusts the Wind god to know his limits, and not push himself too far.

Fujin floated closer, mindful of the fact that his brother was acting like a living lightning rod. He was completely drenched, and not minding even with the lack of clothing. The rain was warm and so didn't bother him too much.

"Much." Fujin nodded. "I will be pretty tired after this but by the Elders it is so worth it." His eyes were still dimmed, but he sighed happily. "The planet's elements are supplying what I need. I'm just guiding it along."

He closed his eyes for a few moments, winds embracing him. He savored it, knowing that it was only temporary. He didn't know much about this Enterprise, or how often it visited planets. He looked over at Raiden, his winds rustling the thunder god's clothing.

"It sure is good to see you content after so long, brother. It lightens my heart." He said with complete honesty. He knew that Raiden's burden was quite large, and he always worried for his brother.

Raiden's content turns into a warm smile, between the rain, the sensation of the lightning and his brother's happiness. Three elements of their own he has not had in such a combination in far too long.

It was sad to think of Fujin cooped up inside the ship until the next planet, but they could not stay here, as much as Raiden actually felt himself desiring to do so.

The rain is letting up, and the dark clouds are starting to let the sun through in little fingers of light. Their little squall is raining its last and Raiden is holding up his end of the adventure by letting it fade away. The lightning stops arcing to his hat as the final energies within the clouds discharge.

"Then I will be our return. You have done enough for me today, brother. Allow me do my part." He had not needed to physically recover on top of gaining back his energies and was better off than Fujin, though only marginally so. Regardless, he still had more energy to give than his brother, and he would not make him expend any more than he really needed.

Fujin returns the smile. The moment makes him think of what it was like eons ago, when they, and the Earth were young. Spots of sun were starting to come through the thinning clouds, highlighting them. It was a little bitter sweet. Though Fujin was not a true storm god like Raiden, he was still linked intricately with the weather. He had enjoyed that little storm and it was a pity they couldn't make it larger.

Though he was glad he was able to enjoy a storm at all. And with his brother.

To add to the moment, a rainbow started forming as more sun started coming through - shining through the last sprinkles of rain. Fujin floated closer and clasped Raiden's shoulder when it was safe to do so, just silently taking it all in. Once the clouds dissipated enough, he released the wind barrier he had created to contain everything. He finally lowered his eyes with a sigh (though it was content) and nodded at his brother's suggestion.

"All right." He said, with a last look at the fading clouds, and the remnants of the rainbow. It sure was beautiful, even on this foreign world.

It was indeed beautiful, and Raiden's in no rush to get them back to the island that started their little adventure together. He basks alongside his brother in the natural perfection of this very alien world, until the last of the storm clouds are little more than white fluffs in the sky.

With a pleased nod, he sets his hand on Fujin's shoulder, and while he can't transport like he used to, he can still conduct them along a lightning bolt that will take them quickly back to their starting point. He doesn't land, not wanting to turn the sand to glass, stopping them above the little cove with a roll of thunder.

He looks down to their footprints in the sand, and then brings them back down to the ground with a relaxed sigh.

"Thank you, Fujin."

Fujin landed lightly on his feet, looking over at Raiden at his words. He gave his brother's shoulder a fond squeeze with a smile on his face and in his dimmed eyes.

"Anytime." He inclined his head. "It was the least I could do, my dear old friend." His soft spoken voice was warm with open affection. He leaned into Raiden's shoulder for a moment, giving it a fond shake before letting him go and heading back to where his things lay in the shade under the tree. "We should make a habit of doing that any time we visit a world. I wonder how often this ship visits planets anyway..."

There was an embroidered bag sitting there by his clothes where he had gotten a couple things from the market. He intended on going back there later to continue exploring. He reached in and pulled out a small shaped bottle of what looked like blue sea glass. He then worked on wringing out his braid and carefully collected the rain water that dripped off the tip into the bottle. When it was full, he capped it and looked down at it for a moment before putting it into the bag. There was a few more things he was hoping on collecting before leaving this world.

Raiden can't help but return the smile, and set his own hand on Fujin's shoulder in return. As much as he liked to be called 'brother', it was something else whenever Fujin called him an old friend. Among gods such an acknowledgement almost meant more than family, and it warmed Raiden's heart whenever he heard those words.

"We will make it a habit. I swear to it. I do not know how long it will be until our next landfall, but I promise we will do this again." Raiden stays in the sun, letting himself dry out but he watches Fujin curiously as he captures the rainwater from his hair. Raiden's never seen him do this before, and he wonders if it has something to do with the state of his arrival. Either way, it's clear it means much to the Wind god, and Raiden turns his face toward the sun, giving him a moment.

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