driftfleet | [open] INVADIN' UR SHIPS AND GYMS

Who: Takeshi
Broadcast: N/A
Action: On your ships. Yea rly. (Except for the Blue Fish..... he'll just knock.) Also, the Iskaulit gym and garden!
When: Today!!

[Takeshi's kept to himself, mostly. Maybe it's a strange depression phase — he's usually very productive, really!! Before he was always doing a job, after their ship crashed on a planet, or before that, when he was morale officer on the Tranquility. But now... Now everything feels so weird. He has his own little room again, but his things... they're gone. He used to have the wooden cut-outs his dad made him. Reika and Mattie, the princess-warrior and dragon. Now they're gone... and so is his drawings. Things that reminded him of good things. Well! He's not gonna let it hold him back anymore!

Which is why he's randomly teleporting into everyone else's ships to look around them. In your kitchens, your cargo bays, your medical areas and main controls. Everywhere. What? Nobody ever said touring the fleet was off-limits! He's got his flexi-armor on under his large sweater and a small holster with a gun on his hip beneath the hem of it. Because that's normal. Just like it's normal to wander around people's places of living.

... Ahem, but the Blue Fish's door is shut, and he just knocks and waits in front of it expectantly. Not sure if you can see him out the door, seeing as how he's like... not even four foot tall yet. But he's there.

After he investigates thoroughly, he goes to the gym, because now that he doesn't have his power suit? He's gotta get fit and prepared as best he can. Granted, he's by no means going to take anyone in a fight, but he's still gonna practice. His dad, he practiced, like, all the time! So it stands to reason he's gotta work out, too! You can hear is little huffs and puffs all the while; a careful release of air as he punches.

He can be seen punching a bag on the lowest section (because, y'know, shorty), his brow fixed in a determined stare. While he's clearly not inflicting any damage with those strikes because he's not exactly grown enough to, anyone with any skill in hand-to-hand combat may notice that he's actually not throwing punches with reckless abandon like a child playing pretend. No, actually — it's a genuine technique, albeit not perfected yet. He had studied his adoptive father quite often and picked up a few moves of his own, to be sure.

Practice makes perfecter!]

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[He blushes, proud of himself. Making people laugh is always a victory!

(He just hopes he didn't say something dumb.)]

I guess...! I dunno! What's observant mean? If it's something good, then I'd like to be!

It means you notice things. [ she leans back a moment. ] It means you've got good eyes. Like a hawk.

Hawk eyes!

[He makes his eyelids wider with his fingers, pleased with this explanation.]

I met a Hawkeye before! He made me get out of the vents!

On my old ship.

Takeshi -- did he happen to be blond? Maybe also went by the name Clint? [ maybe she shouldn't go all private eye on a little kid but -- hey, this is relevant to her interests! ]

Mhmm! And he liked arrows.

He should be careful, though. Those're real pointy. It'd be bad if he fell on one!

[REMEMBER, KIDS, PRACTICE ARROW SAFETY.]

He was friends with Natasha.

[ friends? with natasha? hah -- but kate figures the term 'work wife' probably didn't resonate with someone so young as him. ]

Right. Arrows. You know, he's definitely fallen on one before. I've seen it happen.

[His eyes go wide.]

I knew it! I knew you gotta be more careful with sharp stuff like that!

Maybe he should fight with his fists instead...

He does that, too. But he's better with his bow. [ ... ] Second greatest marksman in the world, actually. Back home.

Second greatest! Woooow!!

... I bet he's grumpy about being second. It's so close to first!

[LIKE MAN HOW ROUGH. Not that Takeshi cares to be first on anything but still.

Man, so close yet so far.]

He used to be first.

... Oh!

[He pats his fist on his palm, striking a new realization.]

Because you're first now!

[ her laughter is so sincere, it shakes her shoulders. she has to stop nail-painting for a moment. ]

See? You're keen. Logical and observant. You could probably be a Young Avenger.

[ she's just being generous, don't take it too seriously small child!! ]

Is that like being a super hero?

[Man you can practically see him sparkling at the thought.]

It's exactly like being a super hero.

[He giggles uncontrollably in response, looking pleased.]

I'd like to be a super hero! My dad's a super hero. He protects me from aliens!

Aliens, huh? He must be pretty brave.

[He nods.]

Really brave. The aliens, they was real scary. Before I got good at fighting, they made me cry a lot more. Because I was pretty scared! They always wanted to blow me up or eat my face...

-- Aliens are really scary, [ kate admits. ] Or they can be. Depending on the alien. I don't blame you for being scared.

[He nods.]

Yeah... But sometimes when I'm scared, I fight better!

[He nods.]

One time I throwed a monster that was as big as a house!

... But then I got really tired.

W-wow. As big as a house? [ outwardly, she tries to look impress. while inwardly she's more like this. screaming, silently, over how futzed up it is that a kid should be so calmly explaining such facts to her. ] With your suit, I guess. It must be some pretty rad tech.

Mhmmm. He's really strong without his power suit! But he's super strong with it. But we gotta be, 'cus the monsters are way, way stronger than people. Even when people wored their suits, they died a lot anyway.

[He nods patiently, quietly.]

Our team changes all the time, 'cus new people have to come in when we lose people.

You lost a lot, huh? [ -- well, damn. ]

[He shakes his head. His expression is somber, older.]

No... I didn't lose a lot — those people did.

[He won, because he was alive. He didn't die.]

I was real lucky. I got shot bad once — and it was bad. So bad! And I remember I could barely open my eyes 'cus everything was blurry and I couldn't move... That was real close. I was scared I was gonna die all over again, but there was nothing I could do!

But I'm lucky, real lucky!

Edited 2016-04-19 08:57 (UTC)

[ -- she finishes up the polish on his other foot. kate's shoulders sag. it's all so damn tragic. how is she supposed to turn this stodgy old boat of sadness around?

so she leans in and blows cool air on takeshi's toes. y'know...to help them dry.

ostensibly.

(girl's gonna get kicked in the face isn't she?) ]

[Lucky for Kate, there is no face-kicking, though honestly if the moment had been right there would have totally been a kick to the nose. As it is, Takeshi rolls backwards to try to escape the attack on his newly painted feet.]

Hey!

[He's smiling, though, the boyish charm replacing that rather unsettlingly mature expression from before.]

Don't make me mess it up; I like it!

[He wiggles his toes, as if that's some kind of legitimate nail polish test.]

I look cool.

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