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[pain_train]

Who: Windrose crew and friends!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: All Windrose, all the time
When: In the general August area

[We may be sad to leave the beautiful planet behind, but we still have each other!]

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Wrath

[pain_train]

[For the last several months, Wrath's been out and about in the ship less and less as her back got worse and then finally got shattered. And now? She's everywhere. If anyone thought her rather enthusiastic attitude was just that, be prepared to be shocked and awed at the apparent level of hyperactivity.

She barely seems to be in her cabin at all, probably because she's spent so much time in bed over the last months. Instead she's either in the armory (poor Tenno), on the bridge, or in the cargo bay. While she still draws sometimes in the cargo bay, more often than not she's stretching and doing physical therapy exercises, then later working into calisthenics. All that pent-up activity is finally being let out.

On the rare moments you can get Wrath to calm the fuck down and sit for five minutes, she'll draw, or knit, or play chess. That's a good way to get her to pause. And she's eating. It's an effect of her nanobots having to do so much work lately and her synthetics ramping up, but she's eating everything that's not on fire or nailed down. If you want to save your leftovers, write your name on them.

There are also new expansions to the Windrose zoo. While she's still giving Officer Snuggles all the training and love he needs, she takes time to fuss over her fluff slug Fluffernoodle. And then there's Jellybean, who often rides on her shoulder or stuck down the front of her jumpsuit.

Or best yet, you might see Officer Snuggles tearing around the ship with the kitten clinging to his tactical fox vest. They look like they're having a great time.]

I scream, you scream, we all scream for Jellybean

[unbearablynaive]

[Shortly after Wrath's visit to the tree, the Vision encounters her in the cargo bay as he's headed over to check on his plants. There's a new addition, though, who meows pathetically at him and gets his attention.]

Good afternoon, Wrath. Can this be Jellybean?

[He'd heard about the kitten before, and it sure looks like an adorable little calico....]

Yes, all must bow to Jellybean

[pain_train]

It is! She just showed up at the big tree on the planet, it was really weird. But I'm glad Winter told me about it.

[She lifts up Jellybean and offers the protesting kitten to Vision.]

[unbearablynaive]

[He takes her carefully and makes what he hopes are soothing noises (they work with the slugs, anyway).] Then it's very good to meet you, little one.

[And he looks back up at Wrath.] Remarkable. I'd seen that it can bring small objects from home, but I'm glad you got another companion out of it. Officer Snuggles isn't jealous, I hope.

[axiomed]

[ It's easy enough to locate Wrath once Charles has boarded the ship. She has a very specific pattern to her thoughts that singles her out from the rest of the crew. ]

Did you buy new paints?

[pain_train]

Charles!

[New paints are promptly abandoned so Charles can be hugged. Hopefully her hands are mostly clean. Jellybean, half asleep in the front of Wrath's jumpsuit, squeaks in protest.]

Yeah, there was some pretty cool stuff on the planet.

[axiomed]

[ He hugs her back warmly. ]

They look interesting. I'm sure they'll tide you over for a long time.

[tennohno]

[Poor Tenno indeed. Half the time he spends in the armory is simply making sure that Wrath doesn't overextend herself as much as defending his half of the work. Most of the time that involved simply holding whatever he was carrying higher so that she couldn't nab it as if it was some game of keep away.

Maybe he should introduce her to lunaro. ...scratch that she would probably destroy a goal.

However today he was heading back from the cargo bay with a box full of plating to replace the ones in the suits. He's almost at the armory when there's a flurry of fur careening down the hall. He quickly sidesteps out of the path, stumbling thanks to his balance thrown off.]

Shit!

[The hell was that? Snuggles and what was attached to him?]

[pain_train]

[Just you wait, Tenno. She's soon going to decide she'll just climb you like a tree.

Anyway, Wrath isn't far behind the furry menaces--they're playing, after all. So she stops to try to prop Tenno up.]

You got that okay?

[Or can she nab a heavy thing to carry, hm?]

[tennohno]

[He wouldn't exactly argue against that save if he was working. Though Wrath was the senior officer which meant he sort of had to listen if not thoroughly short circuited. Maybe.

Righting himself, he habitually lifts the crate higher. Not stealing this load.]

Yea but wasn't expecting to be charged. Exactly what is on Snuggles' back anyway?

The Vision

[unbearablynaive]

[In contrast to the exuberant First Mate, the Captain is subdued, serious, and still smarting from his trip back home. He's added a particularly cute aquatic fluff slug to his kelp tank in the cargo bay, and the few times he seems to be in a good mood are when he's carrying it around flopped over on his shoulder. Still, as always he can be found on the bridge during set times every day so his crew can approach him with any concerns.

More and more, though, he's spending time in his own quarters. The door is usually open, and anyone looking for the Vision can find him in a very different-looking room: his gift from the tree wasn't something from home but a change to the ship. Anyone who had visited one of the homes built directly into a tree on the hand-holding planet would recognize the new state of his room. It's been completely reskinned to have living wood cover every surface, a soft bed of vines instead of a mattress, luminescent fungi in place of lights, and tiny plants everywhere. It smells alive in here in a way nowhere else on the ship--except the middle of his gardens--does. No wonder he's been hanging out here....]

[outstandingbalance]

[Natasha probably should have come by sooner. The last time she saw Vision, he had been unconscious, and Barnes had gotten back more of his memory. That was a thing that begged following up on—and she does, eventually, tracking him down to his room.]

Nice. [She observes mildly.] Not exactly what I expected, but nice.

[unbearablynaive]

[The Vision looks surprised at the voice - and then pleased when he confirms who it is.]

Agent Romanoff. Please come in.

[He gestures for her to join him; because it's the captain's cabin, he actually has some room and a chair for a guest instead of a tiny bunk like the others.]

I found it had changed after I returned from the giving tree, as I didn't have anything from home I'd particularly missed.

[Because what are personal possessions?]

[outstandingbalance]

You invited me to come by before—seemed like as good a time for it as any.

[Somehow, the fact that he didn't have anything with sentimental value doesn't surprise her; of course, Natasha hadn't even looked for the tree. Didn't seem worth it.]

Especially considering the last time I saw you, you were unconscious.

[passingthrough]

[It's been awhile since she's actually seen her fearless leader so she makes sure to look through the ship until she finds him in his room with the door open.]

Woah. Mold is no joke. You really do have to clean your dishes right away. [Okay, so she knows whatever happened here wasn't mold, but she definitely wasn't expecting it.]

[unbearablynaive]

[Pft, like he uses dishes (or eats at all). The Vision smiles at her and gestures her inside.]

It's the gift of the tree down on the planet, actually. What do you think?

[passingthrough]

[Inside she will go!]

I think...it's unique. Nice departure from the rest of the ship. [She isn't sure she'd actually want to sleep in it, but he doesn't really sleep so where's the problem.] I didn't know it gave gifts like that.

[axiomed]

[ He had originally come to visit Wrath . . . but he sees no reason not to visit Vision as well. Especially since Vision helped with his new chair.

Charles hasn't tried to read Vision. It comes off as strangely static-y and . . . alien. There's another voice layered in those thoughts and Charles isn't interested in learning more.

Thankfully, he was lucky enough to catch him at the Cargo Bay. ]

Ah, you took one of those slugs too.

[unbearablynaive]

[Just as well Charles doesn't pry too much, really. The last thing he would want is for someone to get in over their head with the Mind Stone. He's reasonably sure he could prevent anything untoward from happening--but he also doesn't know the full extent of Charles' power.

As it is, he nods to Charles in greeting.]

I did. They're easy enough to care for, and I already had the tank. [He picks up the fluffy little guy and holds him in the crook of his arm.] As well, I find the calming effect useful; I don't know that you've met Ordis, but he's rather high-strung.

[tennohno]

[He's been avoiding the issue for some time now but after the excursions on the greener planet and allowing others to fumble about in his memories, it became all the more clearer that this talk would be necessary. Someone asides from Wrath should know that there was another possible ticking time bomb on their ship.

The bridge is avoided due to the pilots and it being far too open. However the cargo bay doesn't fair much better as it's exposed despite the cultivations that absorb so much space. So he wanders through the halls before finding the captain's quarters.

A steadying sigh slipping out before he knocks on the door frame.]

Sir? Can we talk...?

[unbearablynaive]

Come in.

[While the Vision doesn't sleep, he does spend a certain amount of time in meditation in his quarters. Disturbances are rare enough that he doesn't mind them, so he settles to the ground before Tenno enters. Thanks to his gift from the tree, the Captain's quarters looks like the inside of a living tree - wooden walls, glowing mushrooms in place of lights, a bed of vines, and very fresh air. Being larger than the crew quarters, there's more than enough space for a private meeting.]

What can I help you with, Tenno?

Kitty

[passingthrough]

[Even with spending so many nights on the Tourist and afternoons on the Iskaulit, Kitty has been a pretty permanent fixture on the Windrose while they were docked on the moon. She'd had little desire to go there after some initial exploring. The hand holding planet, on the other (held) hand was a completely different story. She's dropped some things off in her room for safe keeping and naturally attended anything necessary or asked of her by the captain and crew, but she spent her days and nights on the planet. The last couple of weeks of which have been rough with Winn in an Atroma-induced coma, but he's awake now and it felt like time to check on things and see some faces she hasn't seen.

New to her room is a picture of her mom and dad she got from the voyeuristic tree, a yellow fluffy slug, lots of new clothes, and a stuffed dinosaur Winn won for her at the carnival. New to the kitchen is ALL THE FOOD. She hoarded so many edible nuts she might be part squirrel. There's more than that, but they last for awhile so it seemed like a good choice to include.]

(OOC: And any day now they might be in space again or docked somewhere new, but feel free to tag here anytime this month. I can always write a more specific starter for it!)

[therewerefifty]

[Makie's around being her usual antisocial self. SURPRISE. She's more relaxed at the end of her time off-ship, switching out her usual kimono for a loose, dark embroidered dress in the style of the locals, easy to move in, and mostly findable either in the kitchen relaxing over tea (and happy to engage in conversation that's less stilted than her first days here) or in the cargo hold, either playing the shamisen, holding a lesson with Misty, or giving her new weapon some sharpening and attention.

Though the day before they're due to leave planet, she returns to the ship with a secondary, scarf-wrapped parcel tucked in one arm. Misty, she's got a present for you.]

let's bond over stabby things

[pain_train]

Oh, that's a cool weapon! Show it to me?

aw yis

[therewerefifty]

[Makie glances up, mouth curving up in welcome, and places the whetstone down gently.]

By all means. I had it made here-- it's the same design as my original weapon of choice.

[She straightens out the pike, holding it out close to the chain links so Wrath can get a good look.]