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[proudlywehailed]

Who: Commander
Broadcast: Fleetwide video!
Action: SS Golden!
When: 6/6


[lo and behold, we have video!

[commander is, for once, not in his gear. though he's in a simple t-shirt, he's holding the camera with his metal arm, making it hard to see it. you might be able to catch a glimpse of shine where his shoulder closest to the camera almost comes into view, but that's it.]

So I've talked to a few of you about doing some physical training and learning how to defend yourself. If you wanna come test it out, head on over to the Golden. I'll meet you in the cargo hold, and we can see what you're made of.

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[realhumanbeing]

[As usual, Steven doesn't bother with messages, just beams right on over. He has a sword strapped to his side-- steel, and short, obviously made in consideration for his short stature. His shield isn't apparent, but he hopes that he's excited enough to summon it.

God, he hopes so.]

Commander!

[proudlywehailed]

[WOW. HELLO THERE. Have a bit of a surprised face and oh my god you are so small?]

Steven.

[but he can't help smiling down at him.]

Nice to meet you in person.

[now that he's really here, he can see that one of commander's arms is entirely bionic.]

video; (oops)

[isinvincible]

Oh, me! [ she raises her hand up. ] I'll head over ASAP! But it's a bit late, should I bring lunch? Do you want some too?

[ #priorities ]

video;

[proudlywehailed]

A guy like me can always eat.

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[feathery]

Are you a karate master or something.

video;

[proudlywehailed]

I've had a lot of time to learn to fight. You interested?

video;

[asinisterkid]

You mind a non-beginner sitting in?

[ He wouldn't mind helping out, either. But right now, he knows pretty much nothing about the Commander's chosen style, and he'd like to see what he's dealing with first-hand. ]

video;

[proudlywehailed]

Not at all, if you're willing to demonstrate some.

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[interspace]

[ Video schmideo. Here's the smallest redhead on the Golden poking her head into the cargo bay. At first it's to see if anyone's beaten her to Commander's offer, but when she notices no one else is there, she steps in fully. ]

Does that offer of yours extend to shipmates too, or are you trying to branch out or whatever? Some kind of exclusive, invite-only club?

[proudlywehailed]

[commander glances up, eyebrows raising at misha.]

Oh, it's definitely exclusive. See, you have to be one of my favorites.

video;

[geonomy]

Being an astronaut pretty much demands physical training 100% of the time, but there's not much in ways to do that here, and I could definitely use some self-defense lessons. Flailing my fists at bullies in high school prooobably doesn't count, huh.

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[proudlywehailed]

Flailing your fists at bullies is where all "heroes" start. Come on over.

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[redactions]

[ The world's ended three times so far. The first time, he woke up stitched together with spit, glue, piss, and vinegar, and Schmidt's tanks rolled over them with the dawn. The second and third are simpler in comparison: screeching metal and the distant sound of a voice calling for him — that's a lie. Steve didn't die screaming. Peggy never cried, not for him. And then: cold filling his body, packing the holes with ice, and even if the bloodflow stopped the wounds never closed. ]

[ The world ends again when he hears Steve's voice, and he falls still where he is on the Marsiva, ground to a halt and drops like he's been struck, breaths coming in shallow gasps and the damn air won't reach his lungs. He coughs, and fidgets. Inhale, exhale, for as long as it takes for his heart to stop hammering. Honestly. Add a radio playing the Dodgers game and it'd be a more welcome sight than this. Steve's face. Almost against his will the gears turn: flicking through the details. There's something hard and threatening about it and a Hell in his eyes that's on one too many soldiers, but never on Steve. Tired, he wore. Determined. Never haunted. The shine of the prosthetic limb, same as the one Bucky himself has, and his jaw clenches tight, promising another slow and painful death to Zola. The dull, spiritless tone that'd be unrecognisable if he didn't dream about this voice and hear it on the worst days. ]

Well, if you're offerin'.

[ His voice is even, friendly on the edges. Natasha says it's about an efficient use of faces, and while Bucky's never been as seamless about the transitions as she is, there's no doubt he trades simply in duplicities like she does. There's always a show — someone to perform for. And if Steve hurts, then he slips naturally into someone who hurts too. Nothing more than someone from those years in Brooklyn. ]

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[proudlywehailed]

[immediately, commander switches to the use of an audio feed from his end as well. it's out of instinct, at first; if he offers video and receives less in return, he'll only continue to give what he was shown. he's not going to give an edge to someone he doesn't know. if bucky wants to be able to read his face, he'll have to offer his own.

[but it's afterward that something clicks, and he feels the pull in his chest of a far-off memory. in the cargo hold, he goes completely still, breathing stopped while the sensation washes over him. he runs through his mind, as far back as he can, searching for the source of the voice, but he turns up empty. it's on the tip of his tongue. the name. the voice. the words.

[but it won't come.]

Can't train somebody I can't see.

Video

[save_the_souls]

[honestly, after the reunion he had this week- he's could use the chance to hit something that isn't Punchy the Punching Bag.]

[Sokka named it. Not him.]

I'm not a beginner. But it's been awhile since I've been in a fight, so I could use a chance to make sure I haven't gotten rusty. Would...that be alright?

Video

[proudlywehailed]

I'd be fine with helping people refine their skills. It's part of my job, back home.

[tothefly]

[It's only the second time she's seen his face, though she's watched and re-watched that first video more than a few times. Studying it. Listening to his voice. Hearing Steve and not hearing Steve at the same time. Thinking. The first time they spoke, so to speak, she was willing to think that maybe this was just a future Steve. A Steve with amnesia, maybe, brainwashed and confused. He knew enough about her to make her nervous. The second time they'd texted, she'd started to have doubts about that. So much venom in that text, so much bitterness that even she could feel it. Betrayal. She'd never betrayed him, at least not in the way he seemed to mean. She was more or less sure that he wasn't who she thought he was, as much as she was sure she wasn't who he thought she was.

But now she's seeing his face again, hearing tones that aren't Steve from a face that isn't Steve's, not quite, and there's really only one way to be sure.

She gets in a shuttle, leaves a somewhat cryptic note in her office just in case. Heads for the Golden. Goes looking. Goes hunting, more accurately. By the time she reaches the cargo hold, she's got her defenses in place, both physical and psychological. She's ready for what she might find. Hopefully he is, too, since there he is, half-turned--and while that arm might shake her convictions, it doesn't show anywhere that matters.]

Nostalgic for your army days, soldier?

[Her voice is cool, neutral in every possible way. She isn't presenting herself as an antagonist. Not yet.]

[proudlywehailed]

[this moment is precisely why he hasn't told anyone where he is. he knew the instant he released the information, she would hunt him down. it's not like it is with maximoff; they were over text before, and with how friendly he's being, she might not even make the connection. but natasha has seen him since his first day.

[she knows. she knows him.

[when she speaks, he's already aware of a presence. he isn't, however, aware that it's hers. he tenses upon hearing her, and turns his head slowly to look her dead in the eyes.]

No "nostalgia" to it.

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[radiantwingedone]

[ So that's the face that goes with the voice of 'what are homeworlds like' and "favorite fruit". ]

I had learned a little of hand to hand. I would not mind learning more, if you have time. [ Since.. it seems like it might be a bit in demand, and Duke can defend himself other ways. ]

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[proudlywehailed]

I've got time, don't worry. Everybody should know how to defend themselves if they're weaponless.

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[recopy]

[Most of the day is already past by the time Megaman pokes his head into the cargo bay himself. He certainly hadn't missed the video from earlier--and even if he had, it would have been even more difficult to miss the cargo bay's racket over the course of Commander's visitors. But it had felt politer to wait until things had quieted down somewhat, and the bay looks empty enough to match when he does check in on his way past the doorway, smiling a bit at the man lingering inside.]

Man, it sounds like it's been a busy day for you! I hadn't figured there would be so many people that don't know how to defend themselves around here...it's pretty nice of you, offering to teach people like this.

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[proudlywehailed]

[commander has a towel around the back of his neck and a water bottle in his hand when megaman pops in. his face brightens at the familiar face.]

Hey, if I know how to teach, it's my responsibility to help them protect themselves.

Video

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[The face on her communicator's screen looks very familiar, and yet... somehow a little different. It only takes Wanda a few seconds to put the pieces together in her head, but when she responds she still sounds like she's not completely sure if this man is who she thinks he is. Yet, there is hope in her voice. Hope that she may have actually found a familiar face.]

Captain Amer- [She stops, corrects herself. They were past simple hero alias', right?] Captain Rogers? Is that you?

Video

[proudlywehailed]

[captain... what?

[he prickles and has to give himself several seconds to reel it in before he turns on his feed to answer her.]

You've got the wrong guy.

[but she clearly doesn't. it's the same face, the same build--were it not for the beard and the hint of a metal shoulder, just about everything would be perfect.]

[ video ] /shhh, late to the party but here

[peacockherald]

If you know how to use a sword, I would interested in a spar.

Also - any luck in finding that guitar?

[coppermarigolds]

I wouldn't mind giving you a hand. We should be ready.