006 - Rip Van Sokka

[alwayscomeback]

Who: Sokka and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Blue Fish
When: Right now!

[Sokka has finally awoken from cryosleep. He looks a little older (which, of course, he is, he's a whole 19 years now) and his hair is in disarray, but awake he is. His communicator catches him sitting upright, blinking confusedly around him as he tries to sort through three years worth of memories and try to work out where the hell he is.

After a few moments, the pieces fall into place, and he lets out a low groan, flopping back on his bed.]

Ugh. I thought I was done with this place.

[Then, he gets up, reluctantly, ties his hair back up in a pony tail, and heads up the hatch and out into the Blue Fish himself. It's like going back to a dream. Or maybe a nightmare. The familiarity is fuzzy and off, but it's slowly creeping back to him. ]

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[dancingmd]

[Smirking.]Skywriting, huh? I guess you really do like me.

[She runs the tricorder over him - see, Hawke? Totally painless - and is relieved to see that none of the fungus has entered into his systems. She was fairly certain it wouldn't, as it seems uniquely fitted to the insectoid physiology, but she still needed the confirmation. And he's in good shape otherwise... well, as good of shape as you can hope for someone who grew up in medieval conditions.

Mental note: get this crew on some daily multi-vitamins.

Oh yeah, and Hawke might notice the mildly alarming beeping sounds the tricorder is making right now, though Beverly seems to be paying it little mind.]

[forcemageure]

There was doubt in that department? Beverly.

[ He claps a hand over his heart, ridiculously. ]

I suppose I've just been too subtle with my affections. Happens to me all the time.

[ No it doesn't. Ever. Meanwhile he's summarily derailed by the beeping, eyebrows exaggeratedly (but uh, kind of genuinely) alarmed. ]

Is it meant to be doing that, or am I dying?

[ Ha, ha! Jokes. ]

[dancingmd]

[Yep. Subtlety is his middle name. Garrett Subtlety Hawke, as he is affectionately known in these parts.

Right, the beeping.]

Don't worry, you're not dying. The tricorder is just confused by you. It's not used to someone so ... ~electric~.

[Yes, she absolutely does say that in a stupidly flirtatious manner. Tildes and everything. Hawke, you're a bad influence.]

[forcemageure]

[ Hawke chuckles appreciatively, pleased to be wielding such influence. No one should let him do this, but it's too late now. ]

That would explain all the sparks between us.

[ It's too bad he can't make a 'magnetic personality' joke. Really. just awful. ]

[dancingmd]

[Beverly groans.]

Oh, I walked right into that one didn't I?

[forcemageure]

You did, a bit. [ Shiny smile. ] Don't tell me you regret it. I'd be shocked to hear such a thing!

[ ...just. ]

[dancingmd]

You'd do this all day, wouldn't you, if I let you get away with it?

[forcemageure]

Only if it's not going to build too much static between us.

[ Yes. ]

[dancingmd]

[A monster. Hawke's an absolute monster. She shakes her head.]

How Aveline's put up with you all these years, I'll never know.

[Nonetheless, Beverly is grinning very fondly at him.]

[forcemageure]

[ That is exactly the kind of response he generally desires. Beverly what have you done. ]

She hits me. A lot.

[ His mournfulness is an enormous lie. ]

[dancingmd]

[She offers him a pseudo-sympathetic pout.]

Oh, you poor thing.

[forcemageure]

Can your creepy scanner thing pick up bruises from years ago? You can check for yourself, if that's the case. They're probably still there. Malingering.

[ :( ]

[dancingmd]

[That earns a raised eyebrow.]

My "creepy scanner thing?" What exactly do you think I'm going to do to you with this?

[forcemageure]

Now? Nothing. The first few times [ because this can't possibly be the first ] I thought maybe melt my face right off, pull out my soul through my nose ....something pleasant like that.

[dancingmd]

[This is one of those moments where she can't tell if he's being serious or not. With as little as she knows about Thedas... maybe that was a reasonable fear for him to have had. So she chooses to answer him more or less seriously, just in case.]

Hawke, I promise, all the tricorder does is check your vitals. No soul stealing involved. And even if it could do something that, do you honestly think I would ever use it to hurt you?

[forcemageure]

[ Oh no you don't, he is immune to manipulation via guilt. Between his mother and Anders.

...not this Anders. Never mind, it's complicated. ]

Naturally not! The demon inside probably wouldn't listen to reason, though.

[ Again: how serious is he. .....................some. Not much, but some. ]

[dancingmd]

How do you know? Maybe I'm a famed demon tamer in my world, hmm?

[forcemageure]

[ Hawke's eyebrows go up, half in incredulity, half in amusement. ...maybe a third half in more incredulity, because despite his lack of reverence for like, everything, saying that on his world would qualify as incredible blasphemy.

Which means of course it's exactly the kind of thing he would personally say, but never mind that. ]

Are you? Beverly the demon tamer. Do you have an outfit with more spangles and much less cloth under there?

[dancingmd]

[Yes well... human Starfleet officers aren't always that good at understanding religion, much less blasphemy. If she knew, she would have never said it. As it is, she gives him a wide, mocking smile and chides him.]

Hawke. For shame.

[forcemageure]

[ if Hawke were at all bothered by blasphemy he'd probably have to sew his own mouth shut, so she's fine. It's just entertaining because yes, Beverly is clearly not the type. ]

I didn't say it sounded like a bad thing, did I?

[ ;D? ]

[dancingmd]

[She bites the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing as she glares at him. Her tactic is only moderately successful.]

Watch that imagination of yours, mister.

... I would say it's going to get you into trouble, but no doubt it already has. Multiple times.

[forcemageure]

Bit like telling someone not to think of elephants, isn't it?

[ Uh. ]

Not that you're an elephant.

[ ....yes. Yes, it has. ]

[dancingmd]

[Luckily Beverly is sympathetic to your plight and simply laughs.]

An elephant wouldn't be a bad thing to be, all things considered.

[Better than a dog at least. Though Hawke probably wouldn't agree with that.]