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[ladybro]

Who: Kate Bishop + YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Iskaulit
When: Yesterday evening.

Want to play a game? [ kate's surroundings are, quite evidently, a lush little corner of málum. the neon-y blue tinge of the bar's decor casts its colour over her features. there's a tall, impressively concocted cocktail at her elbow. ] I mean, I know I do. So here's how it goes: you tell me anywhere you'd rather be but here, with the caveat that it can't just be a home. I think it's safe to say that home is a very understandable answer, but it's also a little too achingly realistic for my purposes. So pick somewhere else. Pick Ibiza. Pick Iceland, if you want.

Well, unless Iceland is your home. Then please refer to rule numero uno. It also happens to be the game's only rule. [ short and sweet, that's our katerade.

and maybe about an hour (and maybe another drink) later: ] ...Does anyone wanna come dance with me?

[ swipe right, dear flooters. swipe right. ]

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[residu]

hey man
don't knock tea it's badass
but yeah see you in 30

[ he's actually...really curious to meet her. he didn't think he would be, but so far their correspondence hasn't been too bad! He's just wondering what she'll be like in person. ]

[ladybro]

[ -- purple. in person, she's very purple. kate hops off the short-range shuttle and embarks upon the first breath wearing a fairly understated outfit of denim shorts, a purple t-shirt, and a pair of purple aviator sunglasses perched atop her head. why is she carrying around sunglasses in space? best not to ask. even her earrings are purple.

she doesn't rush to the kitchen. instead, she stops by clint's room for a brief chat -- a little conversation about everything that's recently gone down with the winter soldier, and how the avengers-from-another-world are handling that. their words don't go too deep before she slaps the side of his doorframe and announces that she's got a date to get to. (she doesn't, of course. this is absolutely not a date. but she just likes seeing that look on clint's face.)

which brings her presently to the kitchen, where she strolls in and tosses a shoulder-bag nonchalantly onto the back of a chair. kate's very familiar with this ship, and seems to treat it a little like a home-away-from-home. ]

[residu]

[ A date hfffff Kate, please. That would rattle him so bad even as a joke!! So it's good he isn't there to witness that and is instead just a few moments later to the kitchen than her--he had to make sure he actually wore a shirt that didn't smell stale (because, he realizes, he only has one actual set of clothes here and has to make due with the jumpsuits this place provides while he does laundry).

But...wow. That is a lot of purple. And when he sees her he stops in the doorway, wondering if this is who he's supposed to meet. ]

.......Hi?

[ladybro]

[ -- she's already helping herself to the kettle's use, filling it with water. kate glances over her shoulder, smiles, and pauses in her work so she can properly greet this poor unfortunate soul. ]

Jihwan? Hi.

[residu]

[ Poor and unfortunate describe him so well, she doesn't even know. But hey--if she's doing the tea thing...this must be the gal.

He'll nod, a little stiff and awkward because that's just how he is with people in the flesh. ]

Hey.... Kate, right?

[ladybro]

Got it in one. [ meanwhile, kate is the opposite of stiff and awkward. she's a natural at this socializing thing -- perhaps due to years and years of dinner parties and roof-top galas due to her family's status in manhattan's social scene. it doesn't make it any less of an act, of course. something that can be switched off and on at will.

the fact that she's almost too social: too frank, too talkative, too bold? well, that's her own little rebellion against being raised a bishop. ]

I hope you don't mind. I started without you.

[residu]

No, that's fine. [ More than fine because he had no idea where the kettle even was. She's doing a service here, in more ways than one. ]

I was changing. [ how does one people ]

[ladybro]

...Okay. [ a low drawl, and a quirk of her eyebrow. she's not certain why he told her so, but maybe it has to do with his whole weird shut-in culture back in midgard. ] That's cool. Like I said, I know the ship. I don't mind taking a few liberties.

[residu]

[ SOMEONE BURY HIM, HE'S DONE ALREADY ]

Oh. Okay. Uhh. Cool.

[ladybro]

[ oh, sweet valhalla you are a project and a half aren't you?

kate leaves the water to boil, but turns away from it so she can lean against the counter. casually, her arms cross. ]

How do you like your tea?

[residu]

[ It happens when you become the #1 social outcast overnight and lose all connections to everyone aside from doctors and therapists. He's trying. ]

.......Steeped? [ HOW ELSE DO YOU HAVE IT JIHWAN, REALLY. ] Or did you mean like, what kind of tea?

[ladybro]

Sure. Black? Green? Chamomile with a sprig of lavender? [ she teases, mischief dancing behind her blue eyes. ] Milk? Sugar? Milk and sugar?

[residu]

[ She's doing all this on purpose!!! ]

B--black! No milk or sugar...

[ladybro]

[ you don't learn how to swim by doggy-paddling in the kiddie pool. ]

Black it is. I suppose I should have expected that.

[residu]

......How come? [ He's not sure he wants to hear the answer to this ]

[ladybro]

It sorta seems like even sugar might be too adventurous for you. No offense.

[residu]

.........................................

I can have sugar, you know. I just don't like it.

[ladybro]

Oh, I believe you.

[residu]

.... [ LMFAO and here is where he'd respond over the network with some snarky comment, but it's harder to do irl than behind the comfort of a screen. So he just sort of squints at her. ]

[ladybro]

Laugh, Jihwan. It's okay to laugh. [ she smiles. ] I'm only playing.

[residu]

[ ONLY PLAYING. Playing with his poor nerves, more like.

He's just going to make this face and nod. ]

[ladybro]

[ at long last she holds out a cup of tea, strong and steaming. kate offers it to him. ]

Relax. Please.

[residu]

[ He's trying )8 and mumbles an apology as he takes the offered tea and looks down into it rather than at her for a moment. He's trying not to be jittery but she is so forward and upfront and chill about all this. Like being in space is just normal.

It's surreal. ]

...I'm bad at this sort of thing. Sorry.

[ladybro]

It's okay to be bad at it. [ ... ] It's not okay to not at least try and adapt. Adaptation's about as natural as anything else when it comes to human beings, right?

[residu]

I--yeah, I know. I'm trying, I swear. I just--this...whole thing. [ His sense of his place in the cosmos has been greatly disturbed, and he feels incredibly displaced and lost. Not to mention? Freaked out. He's never been good with the "Fantastic." ]

A couple of days ago space was impossible. And now...