driftfleet | o1;; You didn't see that coming?

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o1;; You didn't see that coming?

Who: Pietro & You!
Broadcast: yes
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: Right now

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[ The video feed shakes, the audio cracking as the communicator is moved around. The broadcasting image so far is the floor, covered in multicolored confetti, and a pair of black and grey running sneakers in view. The left foot taps impatiently before the video swings again to the bridge of the Bloodsport. ]

[ There is a sigh before heavily accented voice accompanies the shoddy cameraman-ship. ] If this is someone's idea of a prank, it lacks humor.

[ The communicator finally turns around, and Pietro is very firmly not happy with this situation. ]

I have complaints.

[ SS Bloodsport;; ]
[ Pietro can be found in various places throughout the Bloodsport. In the kitchen, trying to figure out what the deal with protein paste is. The bridge offers a bit of a distraction with the endless sea of stars or the array of broadcast settings, and how can he resist settling into the bunks? It's been a very long time since he's had his own room. ]

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[Wanda immediately stops what's she doing when she hears the voice being broadcast on the fleet-wide network. It's like a bolt of lightning has just hit her. It shocks her and plants her firmly in place. Her breath catches, as she tries to hear more. Her head turns to look at her communicator, just as the camera feed turns to show him standing there. Pietro, her brother, looking just as he did when she last saw him in Sokovia before-- but, he... so that would mean...

A hand flies to her mouth, tears begin to well up in her eyes, and it takes everything she has to stay standing, to not buckle from the tidal wave of emotion she's currently feeling. Immediately, she tries to call out to him with her mind. Ever since getting their abilities, their link had become stronger. It gave the two of them the ability to know where the other was and sense how they were feeling. Whether it had been Wanda's powers or perhaps a whole new ability they shared, it left a stark feeling of absence within Wanda for a long time now. While the connection is not nearly as strong as it used to be, she can feel something there. Like, the faintest hint of warmth from a candle flickering in the distance.

And that confirms it for her, the hand drops, a smile of unmistakable joy appears on her face, as the tears continue to fall. She takes a moment, a few deep breaths to steady herself. She wipes away the tears, and she turns on her video feed. When she does, it is plainly evident on her face that she has been crying, but she keeps her voice level, calm, like it always used to when they conversed.]

For someone so fast, you are awfully late. Pietro.

[Her voice cracks somewhat at his name, but she tries to recover. Not breaking, not yet.]

[ He can feel Wanda much sooner than he actually sees her. There's a familiar and comfortable presence just on the edge of his mind. They're a bit too far away for a stronger connection, perhaps.

Seeing his sister's face is like a breath after being submerged. Even though they're not face-to-face, which he loathes, he can see for himself that Wanda is in one piece. She can't, however, hide her sadness from him. His smile quickly turns into a concerned frown. She's been so long without him, he aches to make her pain go away. ]

I lost track of the time is all. It is good to see you, baby sister.

[ He gives her a smile. See? Everything is okay and he's not full of holes. ]

[And that's all it takes for her barely passable cool and collected facade to completely break away. She laughs, at first, a sound that is half a laugh and half a sharp intake a breath, but then it soon becomes her normal sounding laugh. It is even punctuated with a few of those soft snorts that Pietro would always tease her about. The tears start falling freely again, as a wide smile appears on her face. It really is him. It's not a fake, and it's not a Pietro from somewhere else who won't recognize her. No, it's her Pietro. Her brother.

It takes her a little bit to get it all out, to recover her breath and composure, before she can continue. Obviously, this video chat is definitely going to be enough for her.]

Where are you? What ship are you on?

[She's practically out the door already, making for one of the Starstruck's shuttles.]

[ There's a lump in his throat, but he swallows the burning thing. He does hate seeing his sister cry, and wants to hurt the one who did this to her. How does he go about and punish himself for that, though? It's good to hear her laugh, but it's a bittersweet thing. Something is wrong, and for once in his life, he doesn't know what it is.

This is a new feeling for him, and he doesn't like it. ]

I have been assigned to the Bloodsport.

[ He would suggest meeting her on her own ship, but from what he can see of the video feed, she is already on the move. Pietro will, however, move to the cargo bay to wait in anticipation for her, bouncing slightly from the anticipation. ]

I am on my way.

[She states as she's already moving swiftly to the Starstruck's shuttles. She doesn't turn off her communicator though. She wants to keep an eye on it at all times, making sure he's still there on the screen.]

[It takes her a few minutes to get to the Bloodsport. She flew the shuttle perhaps a little more recklessly than usual, trying to get to her brother as fast as she can. However, she does make her way to the ship safely, docking the shuttle and bounding out the door as soon as it opens wide enough. She takes a few steps, thinking she'll have to find him somewhere on the ship, but immediately stops in her tracks when she sees him standing there.

It's like lightning hitting her all over again. Stunning her and freezing her in place. It really, really is him. He's standing there right in front of her in the flesh. A few errant tears fall from her eyes, as she steps forward. Then another step. And another. She picks up speed, until she's practically sprinting to him. When she's within reach of him, she jumps into him with arms outstretched, wrapping her brother in the biggest hug of their lives. She burrows her head into his chest, tears falling freely all over again. She can't help it. She's just so happy. Sorry brother, your shirt is going to be getting a little soggy. Eventually, she manages to choke out a few words.]

You are here... you are really here...

[ The closer Wanda gets, the stronger her presence in his head. Finally, something feels more akin to home. He's missed her, and they haven't been apart for long. Pietro can only imagine how lonely an entire year would have been. A year of having a piece missing.

Wanda's arms come around him in a crushing hug, and he wraps his own around her. His hand comes up to the back of her neck, squeezing gently. He's here now, and he's not leaving if he can help it. Pietro leans his head on top of hers once it's clear she's not moving for some time.

His heart aches for her, the wave of agony she's experience shared, and his own eyes burn though no tears fall. It's terrible, and lonely. There is hidden pain creeping its way out, though no origin is known. ]

« Big brother is here now, sister.. »

[ Their shared language comes out easily, murmured against her scalp. ]

[That elicits another spurt of half crying, half laughter from her. Hearing their mother tongue and his reassuring words, she squeezes him a little tighter. She almost cannot believe that he's real, and that this isn't just all some big trick. She hopes it's not. She shakes the thoughts from her head, not wanting them to spoil their reunion.]

<< You're not allowed to leave now. Not without me. >>

[She answers.]

« I won't. Not if I can help it. »

[ I'll take care of you. It's a promise he's inevitably going to break, but while he's here, he's going to try his damndest and provide for her like he did after their parents died. Whatever it takes.

He's thankful for the Avengers' presence here. Pietro knows they've kept an eye on her in his absence. ]

<< You better not. >>

[And with that, Wanda finally feels strong enough to pull out of their embrace a little. Just enough space so that she can dry her eyes. She blushes a little, a tad embarrassed at the immense emotional display she just put on, as she wipes her eyes with her shirt sleeve. She then pops him lightly on the shoulder.]

Next time don't take so long.

I'll be sure to arrive early like always.

[ He grins at her, reaching out to give her hand a reassuring squeeze. Pietro will try his hardest not to disappoint her again. ]

[Wanda sighs, still smiling at him. She likely won't be able to stop anytime soon. She's very happy to see him.]

Do you want to go get a drink? I can fill you in on everything that's going on? That is, if you still have questions?

I would like that. The kitchen is this way.

[ He nods toward the staircase that takes them to the upper deck. ]

I was actually referring to something a little stronger?

[She gives him a wry grin, gesturing back to the shuttle she arrived on.]

[ Wanda has said the magic word, and his face lights up. ]

I would like that even better.

[ He touches her elbow as a gesture to lead the way. ]

[She figured that would pique his interest. She leads him back on board the shuttle and flies the two of them over to the Iskaulit. A few minutes later, the twins are entering the ship's bar. Wanda places her order for a drink before finding an empty booth for them to slide into.]

So, you want the whole story from the beginning? Or would you prefer I just answer some questions?

[ Once their drinks are ordered and their booth is situated, Pietro sits in the booth across from his sister. He takes a sip of his whiskey, wrinkling his nose. It's not great whiskey, but it will do. ]

Start from the beginning? [ The question is gentle, offering her an out if she wants. ]

[Wanda sips her own vodka tonic, amused at her brother's reaction to the quality of the alcohol. He wasn't exactly wrong though. She lets out a long sigh as she tries to remember back to when she first arrived herself.]

It's been over a year now since I was first brought here. There was the battle with Ultron, [Her eyes flicker for a moment, as she decides to best glaze over the specifics of home for now.] and then the next thing I know I was on that big ship. The one they call the Marsiva. Since then, we've visited several planets. This big ship we're currently enjoying our drinks in was at one point overrun with frenzied insect aliens that wanted to kill us.

[She gives her brother a raised eyebrow and a wry smile.]

So that was fun. I've already seen a lot of people come and go. Vision arrived a few months after I did, I believe. It was not too long after me. There has already been three? No, I think only two Starks since I've been here.

[Another look to her brother and wry smile, as she takes a moment to sip her drink again.]

Comparatively, Steve is one of the more newer arrivals. But obviously you now get to be the newest kid on the block. Oh, and the Black Widow that is here, Agent Romanov, she is the second of herself to arrive as well. Obviously, it can make things rather confusing.

[Her smile takes on more a tone of relief, as she looks at her brother now. Relief that he was not some other Pietro, one from the various different worlds that apparently exist out there. No, it was her brother that she was sharing drinks with, and for that she allows for a shred of gratitude to the Atroma.]

[ He takes in all of this information, watching Wanda solemnly. Dealing with Ultron, being taken here..those she's familiar with trickling in later. It can't have been easy for her. He knows Wanda is more than capable of taking care of herself, but she shouldn't have had to do it alone. ]

[ Two Starks, two Romanovs.. ] Did they recall their time here from before?

[ It's something he'd like to know, in the off-chance that it happens to him. Will he forget, or will it simply be business as usual? Not that he wants to go anywhere. Pietro is solidly where he belongs, now. Avengers aside. ]

[Wanda shakes her head no.]

When they returned, it was like their first time arriving all over again. However, there have been some in the fleet that have disappeared for some time and returned with their memories intact. Often, they even apparently have new memories from home.

[A sad look crosses Wanda's eyes, but that's the only clue Pietro will get as to her personal experience in the matter.]

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o1;; You didn't see that coming?

Video; finally got a moment at work to post! XD

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Action; Iskaulit bar

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