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[beathach]

Who: The Blameless crew & visitors!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: The Blameless
When: August

[it's a mingle! go forth, blameless and friends]

Comments

hank mccoy; ota

[beathach]

a. the monthly nerding;

[as per usual, when there's not much choice but to stay on the ship, Hank can be found in the lab. It's very likely you'll find him hunched over a microscope or a notebook, scribbling away in his usual shorthand. Of course, you may find him scribbling away in a different notebook, translating all of that into actual words.

Either way, the man likes to keep busy, and this is the best place to find him]


b. hangin' around;

[of course, he can't stay in the lab all day (despite his best efforts), so when he's either at his limit with notes or he's simply waiting for whatever he's working on to finish up, you can find your captain hanging around and reading.

Quite literally.

That's right, he's found somewhere high enough for him to hang from, using his feet, and has gotten into the habit of doing that while he's reading whatever books he's picked up from the library. While he's blue, while he's not blue, it doesn't matter. Just be careful not to startle him]


c. wildcard;

[for visitors, for something else, anything your heart desires! Hank can be found all over the Blameless during the month, so have at ♥ Also feel free to request him as Beast, if you want the blue guy!]

b

[athru]

[ Raven tends to have a radar when it comes to Hank McCoy; she knows where he is and can find him quickly enough. She doesn't expect to find him literally hanging around, though, and she hovers a little, watching for a long, drawn out moment. She can't hide the fact that she's utterly enchanted, and she smiles as she leans against a wall, just... Watching him for a moment.

She's so completely taken by him, it's a little bit ridiculous. ]

Don't fall.

[beathach]

[if he wasn't so engrossed with what he was reading, he might have realized she was there. Instead, she's witness to him startling, dropping the book and almost falling on his head - but he's at least quick enough to avoid that, dropping a hand down so he can land on his feet.

And then he's standing up straight and whirling around like he's been caught doing something he shouldn't be]

—er. Hi.

[smooth]

[athru]

What did I just say?

[ Pushing herself forward, Raven walks over and shifts, lifting her hand to smooth down some of Hank's hair with a gentle hand, her eyes flickering over his face before she softens. Leaning up, she gives him a quick kiss to the forehead before she bends down to pick up his book.

Her boyfriend is an idiot. How could she forget? ]

Come here often?

[beathach]

I caught myself.

[he leans down just enough to make it easier, his hand reaching out once she stands back up to snag her free one, tangling their fingers together.

He's not an idiot, he's just an easily startled nerd]

Not yet. I mean - it works, so - maybe?

[athru]

I saw that.

[ Their fingers are all tangled and she smiles, shifting up to lean closer, stepping into his space with ease. She can't help it - she adores it, and it prickles at her with a giddiness she can't hide or disguise. It's something so simple, but something incredible and normal.

She'd given up on normal, ten years ago, and here she is. ]

Doesn't your head hurt when you're upside down for too long?

[beathach]

[it was normal, but it was also their normal, because she was standing there, as blue as ever, and here he was mostly hiding save for his feet at the moment. He doesn't mind her stepping into his space, not in the relative privacy of this little corner of the ship, and he can't help but lean just a bit closer.

He glances behind him up where he was hanging from and shrugs]

Not really? I haven't been at it that long, though. It'd probably start to bother me sooner or later. [maybe. He wasn't sure, considering how rarely he indulged in this little quirk]

a.

[ownassets]

( Talking to Hank is a nice thing. He's one of the few, or perhaps only person from her world where the conversations aren't that weird - someone that you can talk to without having to think about what's happened, or what will happen in Moira's case. Charles has a lot of guilt, Erik doesn't talk to her, and Moira doesn't quite know about Raven - she's someone she doesn't know well. But Hank- he's focused a lot more on here, and it's nice to know that he has a plan. Or is trying to make one )

Are you busy?

( She'll come back later if so! )

[beathach]

[in a way, he knows where he stands with Moira. He isn't completely oblivious to things, and he's pretty sure Moira and Erik aren't chatting it up as if they were old friends, and well . . . he knows Charles is complicated. He's glad that he's a "safe" option, more or less and lacking a better word. That and he likes talking to Moira. He didn't get the chance to get to know her better back home as well as Charles did.

He glances up when she enters his lab and greets her with a smile, immediately shaking his head and closing the notebook he was writing away in]

Not at all. Hi, Moira.

[ownassets]

Hank.

( There's a start of a nod that turns into a smile, and though they've become more friendly than they were able to back before the mission there's still some of the formalities that are hard to shake away, at least for Moira from her training. She's used to having to be a little stiffer and formal around most people )

What have you been working on?

[beathach]

[ten years separated from the CIA and he finds it hard not to react accordingly, but it isn't necessarily a bad thing. And it seems as though they're easing into an easy friendship, and he's fine with that taking its time. After all, time was strange and there was a gap between them, and while it wasn't as significant as the one between Moira and Charles, well. It was still there]

Ah - just some notes about the the Fleet. [he taps the notebook with a finger] And about the planet were just on. I like to keep records of everything.

[ownassets]

It might be nice to look back on things that have happened if you're here a while.

( Like any memories - photos, diary entries - that you'd have at home. Moira moves to one of the other chairs, pulling it out to sit on before turning back to him )

It was an interesting place.

( A little weird but interesting )

[beathach]

Mm, that's part of it. [he certainly doesn't want to forget the nicer things]

It certainly was that - did you have a chance to explore at all?

b.

[intelligently]

( Ask Lydia what the weirdest thing she's seen is and this wouldn't even fall into the top ten. In fact she's probably seen Scott do something similar in the past, or maybe he could if he hadn't. It's definitely impressive seeing him do it in his usual skinny self, and for a few moments she's just stood there watching him before- )

What are you reading?

[beathach]

[it must be something else, to watch someone hanging upside down startle and nearly drop the book in his hand. He doesn't fall this time, at least, and he sort of stares at her for a moment before he breathes out a sigh of relief. At least it was someone he knew, and not some random person wandering on the ship.

Still, he has the expression of someone caught with their hand in the metaphorical cookie jar]

Uh - [he turns the book over] - theoretical physics. Hi.

[intelligently]

( Lydia might be a little more relieved that he doesn't drop the book onto her, but it's definitely impressive that he keeps himself up there. Those are some handy feet you have there, Hank )

Well, you're definitely in the right place for it.

( Space. Upside down. All physical things. Ha ha )

Anything interesting in it?

[beathach]

[he blinks at her, then finds himself chuckling at the joke. Really, he should've lied and went for the gravity pun, but sometimes he isn't sure people appreciate them the way he does - even when that's mostly a learned thing]

Well - it's all interesting, but if you really mean "useful" - nothing so far.

What brings you by?

[intelligently]

( Go with the joke anyway!! )

Just visiting friends.

( Is it you, is it someone else? Who knows!! )

It's nice seeing the other ships.

[beathach]

[surely it isn't him!! He finally drops down from where he's hanging from, catching himself with his hand to flip over and land on his feet. As though it's completely normal or something]

They're all pretty different from each other, huh.

[B]

[c0nsequences]

[Finally, a sight that impresses the Stalker: despite the acrobatics Hank displayed down on the planet, the Stalker is still entirely unaccustomed to seeing his captain hanging by his feet. He's on his way to the kitchen now, hunger having driven him from the lab. He stops and stares at Hank from the doorway. Who needs manners, anyway?]

[beathach]

[MANNERS ARE IMPORTANT, STALKER. A full minute or so passes before Hank realizes there's someone nearby, and he glances at the doorway and freezes for a moment. At least he doesn't startle this time]

Hi - did you need something?

[it's only a little easier to be casual about this with the crew, since most of them were accustomed to his mutation anyway]

[c0nsequences]

[Nah.]

Does it not give you a headache to read like that?

[beathach]

Not really? It hasn't bothered me yet.

[he lets his hand drop as he lets go off what he's hanging onto, catching himself as he falls to land on his feet. He stands up and straightens his clothes]

[c0nsequences]

Yet? You are accustomed to doing this?

[beathach]

More or less? I don't do it very often.

[back home, he had the space to do it in his lab, at least]