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Who: SS Heron + People
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Heron
When: June

[ the awkward birds reunion ]

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Charles Xavier | OTA

[axiomed]

[ After the "accident" (because Charles refuses to call it anything else), Charles has either been in the medical lab working on the plant and animal samples he had taken from the last planet and cataloging their DNA strands, logging them into his notes.

Otherwise, he's wandering around the Heron, reading his new 50 Shades book with avid interest.

Or wildcard ]

lab

[diplomacme]

[ Padmé knocks lightly on the lab door. She's carrying a cup of tea and a plate of some approximation of scones. ]

Charles?

[axiomed]

[ He glances upward, momentarily distracted before smiling. ]

Oh, hello Padme. Please, come in. Can I help you with anything?

[athru]

[ Raven is quick to check in on Charles as soon as she can, visiting the Heron with the intention to come more and more often than she ever had before. It doesn't take her long to track him down, either - there are some things that don't change, and finding her brother had never been too hard for her - and she's soon leaning over the back of him and his chair, peering at the book over his shoulder. ]

That looks... Interesting.

[axiomed]

[ He glances up at her. ]

No, it's terrible. Worst pieces of writing I have seen to date.

[ When Charles had first started reading the book, he was properly horrified by it. Then it had become a bit of a tradition between him and Clover, reading excerpts of it to others to properly horrify them.

Somewhere along the line, he became a little endeared towards them. ]

[beathach]

[shortly after Charles' call, Hank makes his way over to the Heron. Which - honestly works out pretty well, because Hank has barely left the Blameless since said "accident", and only when he was invited. He steps out of his shuttle and heads for where he knows the lab is, figuring it's one of two places Charles would be.

He better not have any erotica with him. Hank might have to hit him with it]

[axiomed]

[ Wow, Hank, how is that any way to treat the invalid.

Once Hank draws nearby, Charles tidies up his table and finishes writing up the last of his notes. ]

medical lab.

[astrobleme]

[Between his own fears and Captain Winter's violent outburst, Shinji has more or less disappeared from daily ship life. He definitely hasn't been willing to pursue "training" with Charles Xavier or whatever they talked about. He just locked himself in his room, or stayed elsewhere with his friends, refusing to deal with that sort of stressful stuff.

But his seclusion doesn't last. His avoidance doesn't last. There are some things he can't run away from forever. By the time Shinji enters the medical lab of his own free will (I mustn't run away), he has a dark, haunted look on his face that is more than a little distraught.]

Xavier-san? Are you in here? I'm... I know it might not be a good time, I'm sorry, but...

Re: medical lab.

[axiomed]

[ Oh dear. Charles immediately puts his things away, wheeling towards him. ]

You have nothing to apologize for. Are you all right? You look upset. Did something happen?

Winter || OTA || second half of June

[reconstitution]

[ Everyone missed their Captain, right? After about a week of radio silence, Winter's back on the Heron. Talk about awkward..

Nobody will have to worry about that metal arm, at least. Most of it is rusted, some all the way through, exposing the wiring and components. Which are also out of commission. Winter's not moving quite as stealthily, thanks to Wrath. He's sporting a bit of a limp from that particular engagement. So that's fun.

While he'll mostly stick to his quarters to avoid the inevitable, he can (on rare occasions) be found in the cargo bay or the kitchen, usually late enough most people are asleep. ]

[ quarters ]

[axiomed]

[ Charles gives it a few days before he heads over to Winter's room, rapping his knuckles smartly on the door. ]

Winter. It's Charles.

[ quarters ]

[reconstitution]

[ If he's being honest with himself, Winter wasn't sure how to handle everything after what he did. A small portion of him considered transferring ships-- though what ship would take him?

He's not doing much when Charles knocks, just resting. Winter's still so damn exhausted, and he can't fathom why now. Not that it's anything new, he's always tired. Maybe he's just unused to being out of cryostasis while he heals..

He moves into a sitting position, calling out. ]

It's open.

quarters

[grandstanding]

[It takes a couple of days for Erik to fully confirm that Winter is back on the Heron. He waits until he can feel minute movements in the metal, indicating a presence exerting force on them. The locker opening, the door shutting. He doesn't go look; frankly, he doesn't want to.

But once it's confirmed, there are certain things that need to be said. And he's not going to be beaten to the punch. It has to be on his terms.

Erik walks down the hallway and stops in front of Winter's door. A reasonable person would knock, at this point. Erik, by contrast, makes a cutting gesture and slams the door open instead.]

quarters

[reconstitution]

[ A reasonable person would knock, but the Heron is lacking in reasonable people, lately. He's not expecting the sudden noise or visitor, so Winter's reaction is purely defensive. His hand goes under his mattress, pulling out the knife he keeps there. The execution is a little sloppy, but he grips it firmly, standing.

It's just Erik, but the abrupt entrance has him on edge. ]

What is it?

[throwsdown]

[Takeshi comes to find Winter to assess him.

Yep, a little kid is coming to assess your danger levels right now. But more than that, he does want to see how you're doing; from what he can gather, you're not actually a bad guy. But he needs to verify. He needs to check. It's part of his job, isn't it? So when Winter makes one of his sparingly few trips to the kitchen, Takeshi's sitting at the table, watching him like a hawk, a bit serious for someone his age. Like he's waiting for the secret password before a top-secret conversation.]

What kinds of people drink coffee?

[He just wants to mostly make sure you talk, because talking seems to be an important thing for you, man.]

[reconstitution]

[ Takeshi is a bit of a surprise, especially this late. Don't kids have a bedtime.. He spots the kid as soon as he enters the kitchen, but busies himself by making coffee. ]

Adults.. People who don't want to sleep.

[ Takeshi, thankfully, doesn't look hurt. He doesn't need another hurt kid on his conscience. ]

quarters;

[uprightness]

[ Steve visits. It's one of the things that just go without much explaining. He comes and goes from the Starstruck to the Heron and always with one purpose. He would nod his head at the others if they catch sight of him but besides that, he's there to see Winter. There is a sense of relief that he came back, that he doesn't wish to isolate himself on the Red Fish anymore and especially, that he gave up the idea of restraints.

( they remind steve a bit too much of when he found him, bucky, tied to a bed at a HYDRA base )

it will take time, he knows. he doesn't pressure Winter to come out more than he asks to be let in.

he made himself a sort of a knock, three times and then one more, to notify of his arrival. ]

Erik Lehnsherr | OTA

[grandstanding]

[Erik has been more frequently on the Heron since returning after the fiasco with Winter. His right forearm being in a cast (and strict orders from a certain doctor) mean that he hasn't been leaving to go exercise on the Iskaulit. Instead, he's been occupying himself in whatever way he can.

His natural inclination is to haunt the kitchen, now that he has a supply of basic flour. He continues to experiment with the supplies on hand, but it's very likely to find him baking scones at least a couple of days in the week.

Once or twice, he tries the new pinball machine in the cargo hold. This doesn't hold his attention for long, given he can push the pinball into behaving the way he wants. That, and it costs credits. Waste of time.

In the afternoons, he'll be reading a borrowed library book on the bridge.

Or maybe you want to go wildcard.]

cargo hold

[athru]

[ It doesn't take Raven that long to actually go and see Erik, considering how exhausted and tense she'd been for the last handful of weeks. It had crept up on her, and she knows she can't fight it - the familiar urge to be around someone she cared about, to check in on them... It had been something she had been missing for a long time, and it makes her feel a little young and vulnerable all over again. She's grown up a lot, of course, but she doesn't mind clinging to some things she had left in the past.

This was one of the good things.

She stops in the cargo hold and steps out - and her eyes land on Erik quickly, shaking her head as she walks over, peering over his shoulder with tiptoed feet to try and look at the machine. ]

Surely this is incredibly boring for you.

Closed to Charles and Erik

[only_skin_deep]

[As news started to filter out about the incident with Winter and the list of those who got hurt got named, Mystique had held off being involved with any of it, sticking back and just taking in any information on what had happened as she came across it. It was through that same long grapevine of info that she had heard several of the injured was returning to their ships, leading her to board the Heron and sort out at least one of the individuals.

Was it out of concern? Maybe in a way, at least in regards to how Charles had impacted her time there. He certain made it more tolerable, able to speak more openly with him than anyone else she had been able to for a long time. But a big dose of this was curiosity, and what kind of individual could injure both he and Erik so badly.

Stalking her way through the ship, she came across them both together, moving to rest a hand on her hip and gaze at them through slightly narrowed eyes.] How the hell did you two get hurt so much?

[axiomed]

[ Charles has the good grace to look a bit sheepish. ]

It's a long story.

Hux- ota

[therewillbeorder]

[So this would be his new ship. It was quite a bit smaller than the Finalizer but he knew he would have to adjust.

Hux only spent a moment to exploring his new quarters before going to inspect the rest of the ship, hands clasped behind his back.

There were others on the ship but while he heard them from time to time, he had yet to meet any face to face his first couple of days. He occupied himself with inspecting the weapon's systems to the best of his ability, thinking of ways he could try to figure out how to improve them. Without resources though, it would be difficult.]

omg I'm sorry this is so late..

[reconstitution]

[ He's been slacking since what happened on the Iskaulit- understandably so, but he still has duties as Captain. That includes meeting with new crew when they get shuffled in.

There's no mistaking who the newcomer is, surveying the Heron like it could use a face lift. (It could, but that's very much beside the point). He finds Hux inspecting the weaponry. ]

I'd ask if they were to your liking, but the Atroma don't supply us with real weapons.

[ Maybe if Hux knew where to look, he would find some of the weapons caches hidden away throughout the ship. Handguns with limited ammunition, decently made knives. Winter doesn't take chances in case there's another attack. ]

Ethan "FlickerFox" Travers | OTA

[syntech]

♪First Arrival

[The newest member of the Heron is perhaps among the most "done with this shit", really. He isn't a social creature on a good day, but this... it makes his stomach twist, really. Broadcast reality shows are nothing new, even in his VR world, but he would never willingly participate in one.

He should probably meet his fellow shipmates, but instead he makes himself scarce - as much as you can on a small ship - and ghosts between the kitchen and his room, mostly.]

♫Lab

[Not everything is sunshine and roses, though. Meeting shipmates, getting acquainted with the ship itself, all of that's relatively well and good. But... Fox isn't exactly healthy. He feels less tired than usual, but blood diseases don't just... go away. So, eventually, he ends up in the infirmary. This time, it's nothing serious by his standards. Just a nosebleed.

Of course, his blood is fairly thin, so it looks a lot worse than it is.]

I'm fine. This happens, and it will go away soon enough.

[As soon as he's sitting down, he's hedging off any concern, possibly before it even arises. The voice he uses isn't his own, though it comes from nearly the exact right place - it sounds a bit more androgynous, almost feminine, and has a tinny quality that's a little hard to recognise immediately but is distinctly a recording.]

♪Anywhere else

[Fox can be found in various places, naturally. He's curious about the dispensers and such, so he might be found fiddling with those. Or just straight-up fucking taking them apart, setting each piece in a neatly ordered pile and scribbling nigh-illegible notes on a napkin. He might also be found in his room or in the common area, usually with at least three bubble-shaped holo-monitors around him displaying all kinds of confusing information.]

[axiomed]

[ What is it with teenagers and this fascination with blood? Clearly Charles has missed some kind of memo. While he's not technically in charge of the labs, he spends a great deal of time in them, continuing his research and work in genetics.

( and he keeps an eye on the labs, just in case )

So he clears his throat loudly. ]

Is everything all right?