driftfleet | 002; action.

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002; action.

Who: Sam Wilson
Broadcast: nope
Action: yes! on the planet, in the pathstone, and anywhere else (might be updated)
When: month of june/july! open catch-all for all things sam and anyone who would like to interact with him. this will be updated with new starters for various plotting things but for now there are a few below! all throughout the planet-time.

CLOSED TO PATHSTONE

[ ‘good luck, pilots’. yeah, well, he kind of needs it. considering the whole ‘space ship piloting’ is a generally new thing for him (never mind the sudden influx of knowledge and experience that he really can’t account for), suddenly having to land a space ship in the water brings a whole different meaning to ‘new experience’.

it isn’t his smoothest landing, and it certainly isn’t his prettiest, but accompanied by some rough language and a couple of bumps and bruises, the pathstone makes its landing with a splash. they made it though, which is good. sam counts that as a win.

sam will spend the first couple of hours after landing making sure the ship is in well enough order for them to be able to leave the planet again before he starts to make his way land-bound, so feel free to come find him around the pilot’s seat. ]

OPEN: SHOPS/PIER

[ sam doesn’t have a whole lot of extra cash to burn when it comes to shopping and stores, but that doesn’t stop him from taking advantage of the solid ground and open air. he’ll be wandering around the market quite a bit during his time here - if only because there’s definitely enough to see. the whole hand-holding bit catches him off-guard at first, but he’s one to roll with the punches more than anything, and he catches his stride easily enough.

now, he’s not going to be the one initiating any of this hand-holding, but he sure as hell isn’t jumping away from the sudden slip of someone else’s hand into his own (like he might have those first few times, cueing very awkward conversations with the natives). he’s not necessarily up to hugging strangers quite yet, but he could work there given enough time.

or enough drinks. ]

OPEN: GIVING TREE

[ sam heard rumors his first few days here, but he wasn’t sure what he felt about them. a tree that gives gifts? gifts from home? there’s no way it’s possible, but the longer he hangs around the people and the planet, the more possible it seems.

it takes a couple of weeks but eventually there comes a day where he decides, you know. maybe it’s worth a shot. he’s not all that hopeful, really, but if he could something from home that was maybe a bit useful…he doesn’t know. maybe his wings? that would help a lot.

granted, he doesn’t really know where he’s going, and that forest? is very large. and thick. and an easy place to get lost. anyone want to help? ]

OPEN: GENERAL

[ COME AT HIM ANYWHERE YOU’D LIKE I’M READY TO ROLL WITH IT ]

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Yeah, that doesn't surprise me.

[ sam doesn't mind it, honesty. but he also doesn't, generally, mind people. sure, sharing emotions and potentially memories isn't exactly the first thing he'd want to do, he's not too worried about it.

then again. he's also not a brainwashed soldier for the russians. so in a way, he can understand the reluctance.

part of sam almost didn't expect winter to take it - fully prepared to pocket one of them and eat the other - but he holds his ground with his eyes on winter's face and a slightly raised brow until the other moves, holding out his hand. sam tosses it - just a short arc up in the air - so that it drops right into winter's palm. he keeps watching winter for just a second after until he shrugs, taking a bite of his own and starting to walk off down the aisle of the market.

winter can follow if he wants to. that's the feeling sam kind of leave between them. ]

[ While he immediately doesn't trust the fruit, he's not really going to turn down food if Sam is offering. Sure, Winter may save it for later, or eat it at his leisure after inspecting it thoroughly, but he takes it. Maybe he wouldn't have done the same a few months ago, but he's not the Winter Soldier anymore.

Sam turns and takes a few steps away, and Winter follows, but keeps a few feet between them. It's telling to him, that someone would even trust to have him at their back after he lost control. He could easily stick a knife in his back.

He won't, but there are a million reasons why Sam shouldn't turn his back on him. ]

[ sam hadn't really expected winter to take it - so the fact he accepts it without too much issue is telling. telling of what, sam isn't sure, but he's trying and sam is not going to be the one to stand in the way of that. so when winter moves to follow, sam actually has to hold back the tiny smile he wants to show.

maybe there are a million reasons he shouldn't turn his back - maybe there are a million more that sam should just leave him be, telling him to get lost, but sam keeps walking, going on to finish his errands. it's at the next stop that he stops again, picking out some of the items for the room at the inn he's taken out. ]

You staying on land or up in your ship?

On the ship. Easier to respond if the need arises.

[ Mostly, in case a particular new crew-mate decides to try and disturb the peace again. He really hopes not, but Winter knows this type of guy. Not willing to concede a point when he's in the wrong. Goddammit Hux. ]

I stay planet-side most of the time.

[ But as a Captain, he has certain obligations to the ship and the crew. ]

[ he nods, not necessarily because he agrees that he can see the point in it. why winter would want to be up on the ship, always at the ready.

still, sam isn't going to waste the chance to move around. to get some open air. there's only so much he can do cooped up inside that very tiny space (with a very huge ego....it feels even smaller with tony at the captain seat, honestly). ]

Have to stretch your legs where you can, right? [ sam never considered himself claustrophobic, but this has been a different experience entirely. ]

You think we're going to run into anything that requires a need on this planet? [ violence, events, battles. sam hasn't been in this whole ship-show for very long, so there's always more info he can get. even if winter isn't exactly sam's first source to go to. he'll take what he can get. ]

This planet is at least good for that. Some of the others haven't been this forgiving.

[ The claustrophobia sets in occasionally, but it's hard not to, being confined to a small metal tube with limited mobility. Sure, the Iskaulit is a shuttle ride away, but it's still not the same.

Everyone feels it at some point.

Winter considers the question with a frown. ]

I hope not. It's hard to tell, though. The last attack was sudden, though there were no casualties. They were herding us.

I'll take anything that doesn't try to actively kill me.

[ he really hated those gas-masks. like really really hated. and he doesn't use repetition lightly.

nothing worse than losing your wings and your ability to walk around with a horror-movie gas mask attached to your face.

he's not yet sure what he hates more- that or spending extended periods of time in the ship with tony. either way, he's happy to be out and free. ]

Herding us? What makes you say that? [ the question comes with a raised eyebrow. feel free to explain, winter, he's ready. ]

When we were attacked, the ships were steering us toward this black hole. They left once we were all there.

[ No other real explanation of that. It was not to long after he'd joined the fleet. Since ships were damaged, but the atroma got them where they wanted them to go, in any case. ]

An enemy that doesn't aim for the kill is toying with you.

[ well that's.....interesting.

sam comes to a stop in the middle of the street, plenty of people walking by in each direction. he's always on the watch for possible eavesdroppers. he also turns to face winter, entirely, his expression a bit more curious than anything. ]

So they don't control the ships? [ a beat, before sam's arms cross over his chest. ] If they have to herd us using an apparently enemy, then they can't actually steer the machines. Can't make us go anywhere. Right?

[ Winter raises an eyebrow. ]

If they can control our augments without lifting so much as a finger, why would they need to steer the ships?

Our perceived control of a situation gets ratings, Wilson.

But they couldn't steer you into that black hole?

[ the mention of ratings has him tense, but other than a slight grit to his teeth, not much changes.

he's still getting used to that part. ]

And they're just keeping it in their pocket until someone acts up enough to use it? Seems like a cheap out.

I don't know, we were a little more focused on other things.

[ He knows better than anyone how much bullshit the ratings are. He'd gotten a pretty hefty sum after his own little glitch on the Iskaulit.

Bastards. ]

Fear is a decent motivator.

[ sam contemplates that, before nodding once. just once. it's something to think about.

they should probably not talk about winter's most recent little romp about. sam's not exactly...well. a fan of it. and without steve around, sam will have a lot more to say. ]

It is. It just depends on what you use the motivation for. [ he can hear steve in the back of his head. knows what he'd say.

he doesn't feel like he needs to repeat it. ]

[ Don't worry, Sam. The only people who probably enjoyed that were the Atroma and the viewers.. If everyone's credits afterword were any sort of tell. ]

They use it to create drama. To make sure we're paying attention.

[ They being the Atroma, because aside from a few people in the fleet, things are generally peaceful. ]

[ well, they all knew this place was fucked up. the reaffirmation of that is just kind of. part of the job. ]

They can use it however they want. I'm more interested in how we use it.

[ Steve Rogers Voice ™ ]

How would you use it, then?

[ Sure, they can all rally together against the Atroma or whatever else, but with a direct link into their heads, what the fuck can they really do? ]

Guess it'd depend on the situation.

[ he shrugs, unsure a bit himself. granted, he may have a bit more of that optimistic streak since he hasn't been here very long, but that'll prove one thing or another the longer he hangs around. ]

What they're going to try and use it for. [ at 'it' he taps the back of his neck. ]

They use it for multiple purposes. To stir things up, to make our lives complicated, make sure we aren't snooping too close for comfort...

[ It's obvious now. He glitched out, Sam Winchester started digging and he glitched, too. People falling asleep from nowhere... Waking up with new memories, new scars.. ]

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