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Who: Orion
Broadcast: Voice
Action: Iskaulit, gym.
When: 3/11

[it seems it's question hour again. this seems to be orion's favorite way to do things.]

What do you miss most about your home world?

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... Had a little trouble with Natasha, when I got here. But we worked it out. The rest of them, I mostly avoided. They all... really like that Steve guy. Kinda bugs 'em when they see me.

Hard position for all of you. Even when you're on the same side and it's good to see them and be seen there's always a little bit of wishing they were someone else and knowing they probably feel the same way.

Not a bit of probability there.

[he huffs.]

On their end, at least. I kind of prefer the ones here.

Well, that's something since you're all here. Fleet-wide peace and protection? [There's a little smile.]

... Yeah.

[there's a smile in return again, at last. that's right. the life he has here is.. something he can focus on. something he can affect.]

We're doing what we can to keep people safe and happy. Especially those who can't do what we can.

And what can we do? I see the arm. What else have you got?

The ability to take a punch.

[he grins a little sharper.]

And bench a horse.

It's almost like you're daring me. [That's silly. She doesn't want to punch him.]

Now when you say bench a horse, is that more of a creative strength challenge or do you coach an all-horse basketball league where sometimes you have to put them on the bench for acting out on the court? The first one is okay, but I'll really be impressed with the second.

[he pauses for a good long moment. and then, abruptly:]

The problem with horses is that they're really stubborn, you see, and they have trouble discerning which basket they're supposed to be getting the ball into, plus they use their feet too much, and that's against the rules--

[Okay. You win. She likes you.]

The shoes probably scuff up the court too. It's a mess out there.

Total trainwreck. Everybody on the board wants 'em shut down.

Bunch of neighsayers if you ask me.

[clay is cheering, somewhere]

[That gets a laugh.] That was terrible. I hate myself for laughing. [Still trying not to though.]

[oh and he is just grinning away. it's been a while since he's been able to have fun like this.]

That was perfectly timed artwork. Clay would think so, anyway.

Oh yeah, just practicing our craft so we can start charging admission. [Or they are actually on TV right now if she stops to think about it which she doesn't.]

Allen's boyfriend? [Not that there couldn't be other Clay's but she'd made note of the name, curious to see who Allen was with. Even if the Allen here is basically a stranger and not one of her closest friends.]

Uh--yeah. [that's the first time someone's referred to him that way in front of orion. not that he wasn't the first person clay spammed with texts when it happened, but. he just usually knows people who knew both of them or knew clay first.]

He's... [shrug] My best friend here, I guess. [it's visibly strange for him, to have to call anybody that.]

[She tilts her head, looking at him and noting the hesitation in his voice now.] Did I say the wrong thing?

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