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Feb. 25th, 2011 01:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
If wasn’t exactly glad he was on the island, he couldn’t deny that he wasn’t enjoying it. That made him feel a bit guilty though, that he was relaxing and enjoying himself when his family was an entire reality away. There was no helping it, he knew that, if he could go home he would. Part of him felt like he shouldn’t be enjoying himself this much without Mikaela, and as much as he missed her and there was a real, genuine ache at the absence of her presence, he couldn’t get past the fact that he was in what amounted to a tropical paradise.
Sure, there were dinosaurs on part of the island, some people were fictional characters, he slept in a sort of common room, and sometimes the island turned into candy, but overall it wasn’t that bad. There was even free food in the kitchen, which is where Sam found himself now, having a slightly late breakfast.
Next to his plate piled high with fruit and other assorted breakfast items, Sam had set a list. The list was of things that he should or needed to do here. He could just go through the rest of his time on the island doing nothing but hanging out. Room and board were free, clothes could be found in the clothes box (even if not reliably), and there really was no external need to do anything than just exist. Which was fine, for a bit. Sam definitely needed some decompression time. After everything back home with the Autobots and then finding himself here, doing and worrying about nothing for a while was healthy. But it wasn’t a routine that Sam wanted to keep forever. He had realized lately he wanted to do something with his life, he wanted it to mean something. Sam wasn’t sure just what he wanted it to mean, but he know he didn’t want it to mean nothing at all.
“Alright,” he mumbled to himself as he bit into an apple. “There’s school. Definitely doing school. Should I get a job? Do they have jobs? Maybe Zell could teach me to fight? Because that is seriously on a list of skills it would have been nice to have back home. Not that I could kung fu a Decepticon. Maybe I should add ‘learn to use a rocket launcher’ to my list. Is that even a possibility here? Do they even have guns on the island?”
Sure, there were dinosaurs on part of the island, some people were fictional characters, he slept in a sort of common room, and sometimes the island turned into candy, but overall it wasn’t that bad. There was even free food in the kitchen, which is where Sam found himself now, having a slightly late breakfast.
Next to his plate piled high with fruit and other assorted breakfast items, Sam had set a list. The list was of things that he should or needed to do here. He could just go through the rest of his time on the island doing nothing but hanging out. Room and board were free, clothes could be found in the clothes box (even if not reliably), and there really was no external need to do anything than just exist. Which was fine, for a bit. Sam definitely needed some decompression time. After everything back home with the Autobots and then finding himself here, doing and worrying about nothing for a while was healthy. But it wasn’t a routine that Sam wanted to keep forever. He had realized lately he wanted to do something with his life, he wanted it to mean something. Sam wasn’t sure just what he wanted it to mean, but he know he didn’t want it to mean nothing at all.
“Alright,” he mumbled to himself as he bit into an apple. “There’s school. Definitely doing school. Should I get a job? Do they have jobs? Maybe Zell could teach me to fight? Because that is seriously on a list of skills it would have been nice to have back home. Not that I could kung fu a Decepticon. Maybe I should add ‘learn to use a rocket launcher’ to my list. Is that even a possibility here? Do they even have guns on the island?”
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Date: 2011-03-25 04:03 am (UTC)That sounded bad. How they couldn't foresee something like that and stop it baffled Sam. He wasn't an Astronomer yet, but he had studied enough to know they keep pretty close tabs on things like that. He figured 'hey, how did your world screw that up?' was not a great question to ask.
"Because there's not a lot of other stages in history where there's that sort of thing going on."
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Date: 2011-03-25 11:14 am (UTC)"No one expects asteroids to come raining down on Earth," she conceded, before her nose wrinkled and she tilted her head to point out. "Then again, to send a bunch of lazy bums off the planet, where they'll have to completely rebuild? You can imagine that it takes quite a bit hit to get that level of change going."
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Date: 2011-03-27 08:33 pm (UTC)"So how far along is society on those other planets?" Sam asked. He wondered if they were barely surviving, or if they had all the comforts that they had been used to back home. If it wasn't so horrific, it would be interesting to see a city that was built new, without having to accommodate previous infrastructure but had all the advantages of modern technology and planning.
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Date: 2011-03-28 05:08 am (UTC)But she didn't exactly want to speak to him, not if it could be avoided in any way.
"Society's the same as it ever was. Huge disparity between the rich and poor, only now we have three planets to sprawl over instead of one," she shrugged, resting her chin on her hand.
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Date: 2011-03-29 03:59 am (UTC)"Although, I guess the problem isn't Earth so much as it's that people suck."
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Date: 2011-03-29 11:18 am (UTC)"Pretty sure people will always have the same sorts of problems, no matter where they go. It's selfish, but it's also self-preservation."
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Date: 2011-04-01 03:55 am (UTC)"I mean, we can keep drinks cold now without sticking them in the snow, right?"
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Date: 2011-04-02 08:55 pm (UTC)"Yeah, I didn't mean it that literally," she nodded just a touch. "If anything, progress in technology sometimes takes people back, doesn't it?"
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Date: 2011-04-02 08:57 pm (UTC)"And none of that makes sense if you don't have YouTube in your world. Or the internet. Or monkeys, I guess."
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Date: 2011-04-04 02:17 am (UTC)She could imagine the inane remarks that would come with that.
"No YouTube, yes internet, yes monkeys," she rattled off with a shrug. "I'm guessing by the name that YouTube was meant to be some kind of personalized television on the net."
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Date: 2011-04-04 07:47 pm (UTC)At least other worlds had the internet, and he was pretty sure people would be just as stupid online in other worlds as they were in his. He wondered if anyone was from a future that didn't have that level of stupidity expressed. Maybe hundreds of years in the future, people wouldn't be so stupid.
"And the comments are the dumbest things you will ever read. Ever. It's almost scary, what people will say when they're mostly anonymous. It's like they're secretly ignorant and are just looking for a place to express that ignorance."
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Date: 2011-04-06 03:24 am (UTC)Like it was all a bit futile, knowing that it wouldn't last.
"People are idiots. Men are babies. Everyone's lazy when they can afford to be," she sighed, stretching. "Getting to hide just makes it a million times worse. Because then you're no longer accountable."
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Date: 2011-04-07 05:14 pm (UTC)He hoped that he never got that bitter about people. Or about anything, really. Of course, having Earth nearly destroy would probably color anyone's outlook on life so he couldn't really blame her. There wasn't much more they could talk about on the subject though unless he wanted to hear her rehash how people suck, which he was pretty sure she would get bored of doing.
"So are you liking the island?"
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Date: 2011-04-09 10:04 pm (UTC)She needed to let him know that she didn't need that.
"It's an island," she replied at last. "Whether or not I like it, I'm stuck here anyway for the foreseeable future. Like an extended vacation."
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Date: 2011-04-10 04:20 am (UTC)"Well, it was nice meeting you, but you'd probably like to actually finish your meal in peace," Sam said, standing up from the table. "Thanks for the chat though."
Sam gave her a smile and a small wave before heading off to put his tray back.