Wanda Maximoff (
notmutantbutmiracle) wrote in
driftfleet2016-10-02 12:45 pm
"My mind's like a deadly disease..."
Who: Wanda Maximoff
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Starstruck
When: Now
Broadcast - Text
[Wanda's presence, both in the Fleet's comms and aboard its vessels, has dwindled, slowly but surely, over the course of the past month. There was period of time, around the beginning of the month, when she couldn't be found or reached at all--save for by Misty, Vision and Pietro. More perceptive fleet members might recall that her disappearance occurred around the time that rumors of a dragon and its rider terrorizing Solrius were circulating about. However, she did pop back up a little while later, seemingly as though nothing was wrong. However, those that know her well may have picked up the subtle tells that there was something she was not saying. Something that she was trying to bury. And so, she became more and more scarce around the Fleet. At least, until now...]
What do you think happens after death?
[The message is short and simple. Anyone familiar with the festivities of the month of October, perhaps this is simply her way of trying to get into the spirit of things?]
Starstruck - Action
[Friends and shipmates of Wanda's, if they want to go looking for her, will find her either holed up in her bunkroom aboard the Starstruck, or in a corner of the ship's kitchen or shuttle bay at times she thinks no one would typically wander in. By the look on her face, it is clear something is troubling her.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Starstruck
When: Now
Broadcast - Text
[Wanda's presence, both in the Fleet's comms and aboard its vessels, has dwindled, slowly but surely, over the course of the past month. There was period of time, around the beginning of the month, when she couldn't be found or reached at all--save for by Misty, Vision and Pietro. More perceptive fleet members might recall that her disappearance occurred around the time that rumors of a dragon and its rider terrorizing Solrius were circulating about. However, she did pop back up a little while later, seemingly as though nothing was wrong. However, those that know her well may have picked up the subtle tells that there was something she was not saying. Something that she was trying to bury. And so, she became more and more scarce around the Fleet. At least, until now...]
What do you think happens after death?
[The message is short and simple. Anyone familiar with the festivities of the month of October, perhaps this is simply her way of trying to get into the spirit of things?]
Starstruck - Action
[Friends and shipmates of Wanda's, if they want to go looking for her, will find her either holed up in her bunkroom aboard the Starstruck, or in a corner of the ship's kitchen or shuttle bay at times she thinks no one would typically wander in. By the look on her face, it is clear something is troubling her.]

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What brings on that question?
[Natasha doesn't volunteer an answer; she doubts it's one anyone will enjoy.]
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I guess I always just figured the dead were dead.
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I guess what I'm saying is that I try not to over-complicate it. The dead are dead, and nothing I do one way or another is going to affect that.
I think that if the living carry the dead with them, that's about the living.
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If you could do something about it, would you?
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[Which is to say, she tries not to think about it. Usually she succeeds.]
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Humor me.
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[More than she probably realizes.]
Yes. I guess, if I could, I'd want to do something about it.
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If you don't want to answer, you don't have to.
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Are you all right?
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[However, a private line suddenly opens on Natasha's screen.]
No. I don't think I am.
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Want some company?
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[It's not an outright refusal. Instead, it seems more like a warning. An "only if you are sure" kind of answer.]
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Might be a better way to chat.
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I'm on the Starstruck. Shuttle bay.
[Whether or not Natasha wants to show up now is entirely her choice.]
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There may be ways to redirect the conversation somewhere Natasha has less disappointing opinions.
It's not long before she's climbing out of the shuttle, glancing around for signs of the girl.]
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[When Nat lands, Wanda looks up. She doesn't give wave, but there is a flicker of a weak smile in greeting. She then goes back to staring, a thousand miles into the distance, at a spot on the floor a few feet in front of her.]
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[Natasha joins her, sitting near enough by to be a physical presence in Wanda's space without crowding her.]
Nice spot you've picked out for yourself.
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I get the feeling you didn't come for the view, though.
[Her voice is gentle as she continues.]
It's been a while since we talked. Maybe a good time to catch up?
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