A Wild Mingle Appears

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Who: Crew of the S.S. Tourist + Visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: On the S.S. Tourist
When: Now, Drifting Week, through the month

[ Welcome, everyone, to the S.S. Tourist! Please enjoy your stay aboard out little ship - there's dinosaur meat courtesy of Allen and Sokka, at least four slugs (be careful, they're really Fenris' even if he won't say it), Winn's officially out of his comma, the coffee machine is behaving more or less (Kirk has poetry for you to sweet talk it if you need it). All aboard! ]

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Finding/Disabling the Jammer/Hacking Device

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_{[ A voice rings out over the internal-comm system of the ship ]}

Attention all crew, this is your captain speaking - come to the storage area. Ten minutes.

_{[ And that's it. Captain mode is a little less polite, sorry. ]}

[takingkarabusiness]

[ she makes it over early ]

Everything all right?

KIRK

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01 - Working Out
There's been a lot of frustrating things lately haven't there? Winn's coma, Beverely was out too, that stupid device, having to leave a perfectly lovely planet even if it did have one to many carnivorous creatures for his taste, but what could you do? Between all these and more, the gym had become a type of sanctuary. He could run on the treadmill or work on his self defense - albeit usually alone and with a punching bag or shadow boxing, but it worked. It won't be unusual to find him working up a hard sweat, or wandering the ship after in little but his work out shorts either to or from. Anyone is welcome to join, of course, but don't expect him to slow down for you.

02 - The Captain's Quarters
Especially when they are drifting, Kirk spends time in his quarters. He does a variety of things - looking over old entries, anything that Varric might have left behind as captain that could help him, reading through the books he had borrowed from the library. Usually it's a history novel or some such, either about Earth or any other culture, he doesn't really care. There's always playing chess too, or tinkering with some small mechanical toy he's come up with or found. Little things to keep his mind working and turning. He does so hate being idle.

But feel free to interrupt him. He would love company!

03 - Late Night
Despite the restful respite on the planet, Kirk still spends many nights up quite light. Or early depending on how you look at things. Thankfully the coffee-tea maker was cooperative at these hours, so he could usually enjoy a cup of coffee, tea, or even hot chocolate in the whee hours, tucking up near a window to watch the starts drift or read one his books. Sometimes he had a little datapad in front of him with a stylus, writing out notes or drawing things, his mind still whirring even at this hour. Most of the reason he wasn't asleep.

And maybe, just maybe, he has a little slug with him to keep him company if no one else comes up on him.

04 - Make Your Own Adventure!
Give me all you got!

[winn]

[ the first day after his late night near death experience with sascha, winn spends in his room, only leaving it when nature screams. the second day, he decides he's wallowed enough (wallowed - he kept up with all his work, including making sure things were being taken care of on the sascha front and studying the mysterious device. he just did it all within the confines of a space he feels relatively safe in), and he makes what now feels like a perilous journey to jim's room.

a lot has happened. he's filled his captain in and got his help installing the new security array but he hasn't yet had a chance to get what he really wanted - and that's his friend's comfort. he hasn't really had time for comfort, he only allowed himself to get any from kitty after a nightmare jerked him out of his frail pretense. he knocks softly on the door. ]

Jim it's Winn. Can I come in? [ he keeps his voice calm, but his anxiety is high. standing out in the corridor like that, he feels exposed, afraid. will that fear ever go away? it's hard to imagine. ]

Finwë | ota

[twicewed]

[He's just lost. He spent the first day staring at the stars outside of the windows, pressing his fingers against the clear barrier keeping him from reaching out to touch them. It seemed almost cruel but he supposed that he should be grateful in order to bask in their light after everything.

There would be so much blood and death. He should have seen it coming and he should have done something more to prevent it.

He's doing what he can to learn his way around this cold place. There is so little living energy around it troubles him but he loves the way the metal is worked. So there will be a tall glowing Elf adorned in long flowing robes and bright gems wandering around, peering in on things curiously.

The food confuses him to no end but he still gives the paste a try in the kitchen, wrinkling his nose slightly. That was strange.]

[winn]

[ meeting him in the kitchen is a short nerd clad in a t-shirt, the jumpsuit's altered pants, and a sweatshirt, with a green fluffy slug resting comfortably on his shoulder. smiling sympathetically, he opens a cabinet to pull out some fruit and offers it to him. ]

Here - we still got a stash from the last planet. Enjoy it while it lasts.

[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris doesn't get along with other elves in general. The ones back home are usually either too preach about the old days, or desperately longing for the old days to return. Worse, thanks to his amnesia, he doesn't remember his formative years with his elven family- he literally has no connection to his own kind.

As such, he'll cast Finwe a dismissive look as he passes by. Ugh, look at all those gems. He clearly comes from a world where elves are significantly better off than they are in Thedas. Not that it's really a stretch, there.]

I take it you are our new crewmember?

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Kara comes into the kitchen as he's trying some of the food ]

Pretty weird, right? I don't think anyone likes it, but we should have some meat or fruit from the planet around here somewhere.

You're new, right? I'm Kara.

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<sub>[ Oh yes, they had gotten someone knew, hadn't they? It seemed about time, really. All the other ships had been wracking up newbies, so it was only logical that sooner or later they would get assigned someone.

Though did it have to be an elf? Not that he had anything against them, but there seemed to be a sudden influx of them as of late. What was with that? Did Atroma like them in particular or something? Well, no reason not to be civil - the elf hadn't done anything to him, after all - and he was glowing. So, you know, there was definitely some curiosity in that. ]</sub>

It's not a five-star meal, but it's better than nothing. You'll get used to the taste soon enough, but thankfully we can augment them with stops at planets and such.

_{[ He gave him a little smile, crunching into a fruit he had brought up from the planet before they left that was not unlike an apple, but the taste was much sweeter, almost sugar like, and the exterior blueish rather than red. ]}

It's Finwe, right? I'm Kirk - the captain.

[passingthrough]

[Kitty has been on the Tourist even more than usual after Winn was attacked. She can't bring herself to leave him much and definitely doesn't want to ask him to go to the Windrose with her when he's afraid of heights, space, etc.

Of course she still needs to eat and stretch her legs and such so it isn't long before she runs into an unfamiliar face on the familiar ship.]

New guy?

[She's a mutant who can walk through walls. Someone glowing isn't the weirdest thing she's seen.]

(OOC: If this is okay this late. I saw his post and was thinking of responding to this, but in person probably makes more sense.)

( steve rogers; visitor ; semi open! )

[uprightness]

( a; closed to kara; )

[ it has been a quiet, peaceful stay on the planet. a good chance to manage some well deserved rest, jogging on the beach on bright mornings, food that for once didn't come in gel form. the days on the island even included the arrival of Natasha and although Steve hated the idea of her being subjected to this situation, it was good to see her.

the days since the return to the ships have been busy. with the ships came the arrival of pietro which stirred happiness and worry among his team, who all knew his fate and each reacted to it differently.

steve, himself, thought that they're allowed a day or two to regroup but those were privileges, after all.

he visits Kara because he has a feeling that much like him, she's already missing the open spaces and fresh air. though he misses jogging and she must be missing - well, flying.

he has a few fruit in a box for her, some of the things saved aboard the starstruck from the planet. it's an impromptu little visit but he didn't want to come empty handed. ]

( b; wildcard; open )

[ if you want to meet him while he is visiting, you're more than welcome to. he'll stop to say hi or nod in the direction of anyone he meets on the way to kara and on the way back to the shuttle bay ]

[takingkarabusiness]

[ she catches sight of him in the hangar when he gets out of the shuttle. she's very pleased to see him! ]

Steve! Hi! What brings you here?

b;

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_{[ Kirk catches Steve on his way to find Kara, fruit box in hand. He arches a brow at him, empty coffee cup in hand and dressed to workout rather than be a captain of any sort of vessel. ]}

Mr. Rogers, are you here attempting to court one of my crew?

_{[ He's teasing you, Steve - his grin should give that away. ]}

[winn]

a. closed to kitty

[ he gets the text from kara, and hears the eerie silence outside. for a moment, winn just stares at the words, uncertain of how to proceed. if he listens to kara and calls kitty there is a chance that she'd want to go after sascha, and a part of him is afraid - of what would happen to her, of what she might do to him in her anger. but she's his girlfriend, he has to trust her, to believe in her, and she's his best bet of getting out of here alive. his continued presence here doesn't just risk his own life - it risks sascha, because everything about him triggers the creature that's taken over his body. the sight of him biting into his own flesh, the smell of blood, the sickening sounds of his chewing - they'll haunt him for the rest of his life. could he have done something differently? was there another way out? he doesn't know and it doesn't matter, what's done is done.

he calls kitty, knowing full well that he'll be waking her with a fright - both for the late hour, the fact that he's left the ship, and the state of him. he looks a mess, and the color refuses to return to his face. ]

Kitty - I'll explain later I promise and I'm sorry - but I need you to come get me, I'm barricaded in Discovery One. There's something really wrong with Sascha. Kara's taking care of him, but you have to be careful, I dunno where she took him. Please - hurry.

[ everything about him is pleading. don't question, don't argue, just do it. ]

b. ota wildcard

[ you can find winn in the kitchen, in kara's office, in his room, in the cargo hold working on pretty much anything and everything throughout the month. ]

video

[passingthrough]

[He's not wrong. The call wakes her and she finds herself in bed alone, again. She finds the origami creature Winn left her as a sign he's okay before she reaches for the communicator. She's always disappointed when he's gone, but finding the folded paper makes her feel a lot better about it. Little does she know.

There's his face, looking absolutely terrified, but before she's done listening to his initial description she's already locking into mission mode, getting out of bed, grabbing her claws and shoes. Real clothes are overrated and she managed to sleep in something she'd be comfortable enough fighting in if need be. She's making her way to the shuttles and the video cuts in and out as she runs through walls.

She's getting Winn to safety. She'll deal with the emotions later. She functioned this way for years. No wonder she had so much trauma built up by the time it finally became "post."]

Are you hurt?

[passingthrough]

[Bedtime was a lot less affectionate than usual. No kissing, hugging, or touching of any kind except the accidental bits that happen when two people share a bed meant for one. It's not that they don't want to. In fact, it's likely both of them are craving being held right about now, but they aren't in a place to ask or receive the intimacy, so first the awkwardness and tension and then the sleep.

Kitty's mind has been full of Sascha and Winn today and there was little sleep last night, so even with the turmoil she slips off to dream.]

closed to Chloe

[winn]

[ the day he was attacked, winn was trapped in a haze of fear and anger. he sat almost wordlessly in chloe's lab as she patched him up, and left about as quietly. the next day, leaving his room proved to be too hard a task, and the day after that he only managed to make it as far as jim's room. that night, he managed to sleep - not a lot, but just enough to remember that he thanked his attacker for letting him get away, but not his crewmate for mending his wounds, so the next day he takes a deep breath and makes the journey to see chloe.

knocking on the door with one hand and holding her favorite drink in the other, he calls out in a voice that's still highly strung (being out in the halls makes him feel exposed and anxious) ]

Chloe? It's Winn - can I come in?

closed to Kara

[winn]

[ it's the middle of the night and surprise surprise: winn can't sleep. he spent a lot of nights lately waking kitty up with him - not on purpose, it's just hard to keep sleeping when the person sharing your bed is thrashing around and screaming in terror - but tonight he woke up quietly. it's been a while, since he spent the night alone, since he sat in kara's office, enjoying the quiet hours on the ship. he has a love-hate relationship with that time - it's very productive time for him, he got a lot done in the middle of the night, but it's also time that weighs on him physically. still, getting back to that routine might help him get back to normal, so he reaches for a piece of paper, folds a little dragon's head, scrawls the word 'office' on it, and leaves it on the pillow by kitty's side before silently slipping out of bed and making his way there.

there are a lot of projects here waiting for him, research on the atroma, the fleet, the physics of the multiverse, clothes he's been working on for wrath and for kitty, a welcome aboard present for margaery and so on. he ignores all of them and takes out a small photo album from a locked drawer. he's been working on it ever since he got his phone from the tree, but then he was comatose, and kitty's birthday was coming up. then he was attacked. now...now is his time to get this done before the next catastrophe hits.

after printing and cutting all his photos - all the ones he has of james and alex, plus all the selfies and pictures he took of their friends in the fleet - he sits on the couch, pasting them into place. for a moment, he manages to get so engrossed in his work, he actually forgets to be in edge, to listen in for every noise. ]

Visiting Winn / Action

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Kara hasn't really had time to catch up with Winn since everything that happened, but she also knew he needed some space. The day after the whole Sascha ordeal, she comes to his door with some breakfast and water on a tray and knocks at his door ]

Hey, Winn, it's me.

[winn]

Just a sec.

[ through the door, she'll be able to hear feet shuffling tiredly, the chair he propped up against the door being moved, and the lock being disabled before he opens the door - just wide enough for her to come in.

he clearly hasn't slept, his eyes seem haunted, but he still puts on a smile for her. ]

Come in -- that smells good. [ he'll shut the door instantly once she's inside. ]

( ᴍᴀʀɢᴀᴇʀʏ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ | ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴇʀ | ᴏᴛᴀ )

[partialities]

( a ▍boxes and even more boxes )

[ the Tourist's new crew-mate is not really new to the fleet which means she brings some luggage with her.

quite a lot of luggage, as it turns out. Margaery is dressed in moxie colors and can be seen in the corridors carrying them towards her room. it's mostly gowns, shoes, jewelry and fabrics, some books, the gifts she had gathered during her stay.

She'll make quite a lot of those trips, so feel free to help a lady out. ]

( b ▍ shipwarming )

[ so transferring all those boxes might have made some noise and required some help. She'd disappear for a little while after that but come back from the Moxie region with some boxes of gourmet food that she picked from one of the restaurants.

You may find her in the kitchen, placing them all on the counter. You'd get quite the brilliant smile if you come in a cheerful, 'I thought it's the best manner with which to say hello to the entire crew'

hopefully, you are all hungry. ]

a.

[winn]

[ these days, the slightest sound makes winn jump, and margaery's definitely making more than that in her round trips. poking his head out anxiously and curiously, the former is quickly resolved while the latter increases as he spots the cause for all this racket.

stepping out of his room properly, he tilts his head curiously at margaery, even as he reaches to unburden her of her boxes. it looks like she's moving - but shouldn't he have known about such a change? has he been this disconnected?

well, when he thinks about it, yeah, it's not that surprising. he's been pretty disconnected. ]

Hi -- watchu up to? [ he can't help already smiling. the thought of having margaery close - and close to kara - is an exhilarating one. ]

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<sub>[ If there was something he was not expecting today it was quite so many boxes. He knew Margaery was transferring - of course he knew, he was the captain. But this all seemed a tad much for the limited space there was on the ships. Well, not like weight really counted for much in space when it came to the ships except when you factored it in for impulse (there might be no gravity, but the ship still had mass).

He paused on his way back into the ship, having been planet side - today sporting a green Savvy armband and a small pack on his back. He arched his brow, considering the new additions to his ship. ]</sub>

I see you're having no trouble settling in, Margaery.

a

[takingkarabusiness]

Margaery!

Here, let me help you carry things!

[ what a pleasant surprise!!!!! SHE WILL CARRY A LOT OF BOXES ]