#darkgin

[talesofaperture]

JUHANNUS - MIDSOMMAR - MIDSUMMER

Last Friday, we enjoyed a wonderful Juhannus evening. I made a cocktail to sit and nip from around the campfire.

I used the @kyrodistillery Dark Gin mixed with cloudy apple juice, over ice, with an apple slice as a garnish. Simple, but absolutely delicious!

Later that evening, we also made some makkara on the campfire. How did you celebrate?

[ask-darkvoyager]

[Chapter 1, Season 4]

DarkGun had been walking on the hill that overlooked Tomatoe Town during a normal night. With the moonlight out, everything seemed, well, normal.

“As long as I disregarded anything with meteors, superheroes and villains, this is all completely normal.”

Holding a bag full of Durr Burger delights, he sat below a tree to snack away. He looked up at the sky. The cool breeze of the wind went great with the night sky.

“Especially when you can get 4 for 1 in a fast food place!”

He ate his burgers away, and as he looked into the sky, he saw a beautiful looking star. It bigger than the others…and it had flames?

chokes on burger and clears throat "That isn’t a star because stars don’t try to fall outta the sky!”

His quick-thinking was correct, as it crashed onto the tree. What surprised him more is that it didn’t destroy the tree, or start a little fire around where it fell. Confused, DarkGin approached the tree again slowly. He held out his Hand Cannon out as he saw the figure of a person.

Г EMERGANCY | ABANTU’S STATUS INJURED | LIFE SUPPORT NOW COMMENCING ¬

His vision was blurred his body ached. Trying to undestand anything, he rolled onto his side, face down. thing made sense as he very slowly picked himself up. What was the surface he stood on? Why does the air feel so, liberating? When did he-

“I wouldn’t move an inch if I were you buddy.”

The barrel was pointed at the back of his helmet. His body trembled but only slightly, as he put his hands up, still laying down.

“ГPlease…do…do not harm me..I am not a threat to you!..¬”

“….”

“What did you just say?” All he heard was whispers coming from the helmet. “You’d better speak up right now befo-“

“Please do of n-not fire veapon at me, am not harmful please!”

“Huh, so you do speak dontcha?” Resting his gun on his side, he lended a hand to him “Um, bud, you can turn around now.” He wasn’t fully sure if he trusted this strange guy, but he didn’t have any reason to do so.

Turning around slowly, he looked to the hand that reached for him

Helping him up, “You’ve been here for about a year haven’t you? I remember when everyone was super crazy over your suit. The black and orange palette and all.”

“Huh? Vhat is, Island? A- and pal…pale eats?”

“?”

Was he serious? The past year he remember seeing all these new people with their space suits and everyone saying they were the best fighters possibly.

“Well..Don’t you worry about that..uh…I never got to know your name. What should I call you, Mr. Ruined My Durr Burger?”

“u-uh…Vell, I-I not know what name by ‘Durr Bur of her’, but if need know name…” Normally he isn’t nervous but considering his circumstances, lack of weapon and the strange gun on the man’s hip, “Can call…”

“Voyager.”