may-time mingling (starstruck!)

[mucked]

Who: Starstruck crew + visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Aboard the Starstruck!
When: The merry merry month of May

[ there's been a tiny regime change and doubtless some debriefing after that masquerade! have at it, starstruckers. mingle away! ]

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[theroadwarrior]

[Sounds about right. Max is horrible on guard himself, but the voices — the ghosts — sometimes they dull his senses. Days like that drive him insane. He shakes his head.]

Takes time. Takes distance. You won't be fixed like new, but parts can be, I think. Parts can be, hn... replaced with something similar but better. Better operating piece. [... Like a car. Max can't help but compare in such odd ways; automobiles are highly valued and a part of him, at this point.] You just never forget the old part.

[He looks at Winter, sitting so calmly with hands on his knees, hunched a bit on himself. Rounded shoulders, not quite on the red alert but not ever quite so relaxed. He's still an eternity better than when Bucky — Winter, whoever — had detained him all those months ago. Sure, he doesn't face exists either, and sure he sleeps in shuttles for comfort, but he's not grunting and pointing weapons at everyone.]

Acting normal is worthless, anyway. Nobody's home.

[There's no normalcy to space, even for those from space.

They're trapped here, with odd enough circumstances.]

You're here for, um. The captain, right?

[He motions with his chin.]

She's that way.

[reconstitution]

Never going to be like new, anyway. Too many parts are missing. [ Memories, emotions.. limbs. ]

[ Max is right. It's worthless to act like something he's not, but the only trouble is, he's not sure what that is anymore. He thought he'd had an idea, but now they're nothing more than conflicting thoughts. Winter runs a thumb over the side of Rock's snout and pulls his hand away. Enough monopolizing the dog.

..What a good dog. ]

If she's around..Didn't really ask before.

[ He offers a nod to Max, moving in the direction of the hall. ]

[theroadwarrior]

[He waves a hand dismissively. It's fine, really.]

Mm.

Ask the dog where Peggy is, he'll lead you there. Good to know where she's at most of the time, anyway. She's as nosy as the rest of the crew.

[reconstitution]

[ He nods at Max, and after much deliberation, offers a muttered 'thanks'.

Turning to look at Rock he does as instructed, following behind the mutt as he does down the hall. He's still not completely sure what to make of Max, but Winter doesn't hate him. Peggy is very fond of him, so by association, he should feel the same way, right? That's totally how this works. ]