video + action || the first

[speedboat]

Who: Howard Stark and YOU (I'm sorry)
Broadcast: Video Transmission, Fleet-wide.
Action: The Marsiva
When: Now

[ howard begins by painstakingly peeling himself up off the surface of the deck. this is a familiar position for him so he's not overly worried, smoothing back his hair as he rises unsteadily to his feet. he blinks heavily a few times, expecting his eyes to be heavy and for the customary knock in his head to follow. nothing happens. he feels remarkably alert, actually. wait a second...

the hairs on the back of his neck raise up, triggered by that eerie feeling of being watched. ] If this is a ransom demand, you're going to be sorely disappointed. [ it's not directed at anyone, scarcely above a mumble, he doesn't know anyone can hear him yet. howard steps towards the viewing ports, sticking his hands in his pockets and wondering what form of trickery this could possibly be. very advanced and very clever, surely, but just as frustrating. ]

I must admit, I'm impressed with your holographic technology. I could almost believe I were really in space... if we weren't at least a few decades off from such an advancement anyway. [ unless, they aren't. that disquiets him, smugness dropping from his tone as he continues to look around, but his voice only grows smaller. ] ...Hello?

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[speedboat]

1.0 then. Carter told me there were two of you and I already spoke to the other.

[ so he's willing to float his denial to the end p much ]

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[redactions]

[ God bless Peggy Carter. Jim switches to video, and smiles faintly. He's dressed in the dark black jumpsuit of the ship, with long sleeves and gloves. There's a small grease stain on his cheek he hasn't noticed enough to wipe off, and his hair's messy but the same length it was in the War. ]

Hey, pal. Good to see you.

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[speedboat]

Yeah... you, too. [ he frowns. this bucky does indeed look like the one he remembers. but something is off, something he can't put his finger on. maybe it's just himself and this place, warping his mind. ]

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[redactions]

[ There's more lines around the eyes, and Jim stands like he commands the room instead of fading to the side of someone far more imposing. ]

I've been here a long time; anything I can answer for you?

[speedboat]

[ after a beat, he nods. ] What's the currency here? And how do I get a hold of some?

[ the pretty girl he's been talking to said something about accounts being frozen... ]

[redactions]

Credits. All our accounts are frozen. There's a decent robotics sector, I could put in a good word for you.

[ Howard would have no trouble charming anyone, but Jim can't not offer. ]

[speedboat]

Robotics. What exactly does that entail - here?

[redactions]

Depends. You want software or hardware?

[speedboat]

I'll take any wares you're peddling. [ cute right c: ]

[redactions]

[ Okay, he does snerk. ]

Come over soon as you can then. The ones I have are rudimentary, but you might like lookin' at the programming software.

[ in fact... give Howard a week and he'll probably be selling better ones. ]

[speedboat]

Which ship? [ he needs to start taking notes for this shit. ]

[redactions]

The Heron.

[speedboat]

I'll come see you once I can break away.

[redactions]

I'll be waiting.