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Who: Winter & You
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Iskaulit
When: 3/20

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How does everyone deal with loss? How much of an impact is it meant to have?

Similar. Unrelated. Is anyone familiar with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder? I would like to know more.

[ Action >> Iskaulit ]

[ If you happen to be on the Iskaulit at any time in the wee hours of the morning, between two and six, you may run into Winter utilizing the gym. There aren't really posted hours, and that's usually when no one else is around.

The poor sandbags that he helped Jim hang all those months ago are getting a beating. Winter's focus is zeroed in on the same worn spot, but apparently something gives. Winter reels his left arm back, a high metallic whine the only warning before he lands a blow. It's enough force that not only does it knock the sandbag from its hook, but it goes flying across the room like it's nothing.

Emotional? Who's emotional? Nobody here. Mind your business! ]

[ Action >> Heron ]

[ Winter may have been restless before, but without Jim, this is something new entirely. Crew have been coming and going regularly over the past few months, but this is different. The Atroma decided that he should be captain? Over someone who would probably be more capable at it. He sees what you did there. You just couldn't pass up the chance to not have to change names in the roster, huh?

He's trying to wrap his head around it. Sure, he led teams on missions as the Winter Soldier, but that was different. He wasn't really calling the shots. Being Captain is new and scary and leaves room for so much to go wrong.

If anyone wants to bother him, or happens to be visiting, he is more than likely roaming the halls trying to burn off the nervous energy. He's comfortable with the ship, but now he wants to know it inside and out. As if he hadn't already done that. Honestly, he is distraught without Jim and doesn't know how to handle it. It's not as if he can talk to Natasha about it, either. Or Steve.

The message is more than clear- don't get attached. ]

Comments

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You both had a fall? [And he was rescued and you weren't? At least not by the good guys.]

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That's right. [ He's not going to get into the specifics of that just yet. ]

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[How did all the king's horses and all the king's men handle that?]

Has anyone ever told you that you're too chatty and forthcoming? [But okay, some things you don't talk about lightly. She gets that.]

He might come back.

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..They haven't. [ Guess what he's going to work He's still colossally terrible at jokes most of the time.. ]

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You want to spar a little? [Maybe take the mind off things for a bit.]

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I could spar.

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Any preferred ground rules?

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None for me. [ He looks to Kitty for her to specify if she has any. ]

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No taking kill shots. [Did that need to be said?] Otherwise, I'm good.

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Acceptable terms. [ It really didn't, but it's okay. That's not really something that he wants to do anymore. ]

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[She knows that feeling even if part of her is still very much wired for it.] Then let's play. [She'll make the first move. It's late and who has the patience for the whole circling each other and waiting thing?]


(OOC: Do you want to play out sparring or maybe just come to an agreement of how it went and kind of fastfoward over it? Or possibly fading out here though I'd like to have them talk more whether it's in this thread or a new one somewhere.)

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[ And who is he to deny her a decent sparring match? He's not going at her full tilt, but she keeps up with him the entire time. It's refreshing, because Winter doesn't feel like he has to be as careful as he would with others.

Not that he...spars with many others yet. When they're both decently tired and come to an agreement, he sits on a bench nearby, giving Kitty a nod in appreciation. Overall, a welcome distraction. ]

Not bad.

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[A good sparring match can be satisfying and that one qualified. There's always some level of holding back when you don't want to be killing or maiming your opponent, but she appreciated he didn't want powers to be off limits. She spent a good amount of the time solid, but it always feels like she's playing with kid gloves when that's a restriction.]

It managed not to suck. [She gives him a little smile and then sits down next to him.] And I didn't end up like the punching bag which is always a plus.

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[ A very good thing she didn't end up like the punching bag! Their earlier conversation did help to dissipate some of the misplaced emotion. ]

I just have to figure out how to hit a ghost, now. [ He's half joking. There's something to be learned in fights with uncanny abilities like that. You simply have to adapt; he just has to figure out how. ]

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[That gets a soft laugh of amusement.] Sounds impossible. I'd give up and just try to be her friend. She sounds cool.

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[ Oh my god, Kitty. That's not what he meant!!! ]

Giving up isn't in my blood. [ But he's not opposed to another friend. ]

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[She didn't think he'd want to do it outside of sparring. Probably. Maybe. Hopefully.] So serious. [Meanwhile she is more relaxed than when she came in, not that she was as tense as some people.]

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[ Definitely not. Well, Kitty, you did good. You got him to relax, even a little bit. ]

Thanks.

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For what? [Tilting her head toward him.]

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This. [ He makes a vague gesture to the gym. For talking to him, for sparring. Getting him out of his own head for a while. ]

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You're welcome. Next time I get you a gym I'll put a bow on it. [But she figures he means the rest of it.]

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[ ....What. ]

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[You look confused.] I was joking. Effectively, since you found it hilarious and all.

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..Right.

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So chatty.