Excuse You I Had Vows to Keep

[hollystrike]

Who: Katie and you!
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Vanquish / Iskaulit
When: Today!

[Last thing Katie remembers is literally dragging a troll's battleaxe through a town on the verge of rioting, a large collection of stray cats nipping at her heels.  (Look, life is complicated.    Don't ask.) 

Waking up to absolute stillness after that?  Disconcerting, to say the least. 

There's a dreamcatcher above the bed she's lying on, crafted with familiar wool and laced with magic, and it's the familiarity that pulls at her memory before she rolls over to see a collection of woolen dolls.  That she crafted, she remembers suddenly.  She'd forgotten.  When did she--?

Then she's out the door and into the hallway, wide-eyed and disoriented.]  No, no, no--

[It's the Fleet.  Worst possible timing, oh my god.  Or someone's god, anyway.  You can find her in the halls or in the blanket fort, much beloved and missed cat winding around her ankles as she... starts pulling the blankets down and folding them neatly into a pile.  Goddammit.]

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[And much later, a video broadcast, cheerful British accent warped slightly by a little American influence--]

Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies.  Do we still have a theatre?  A fox park?  If all else fails, I suppose people would consider me old enough to drink for once.  [It's not a familiar face, except for the same bright green eyes.]  I have all the time in the world to waste, and I'm new.  Tell me where I can waste it?

[She'll be on the Iskaulit anyway, trying to match old-new memories with what she finds and feeling more than a little displaced.  Find her pretty much anywhere.  Later, she'll head out to the hotel and the planet, but that's a different post.]

Comments

[goldenglasses]

[It takes him a moment to think about that before one corner of his lip curls up in an apologetic, unsure smile.]

Probably not. Sorry. [This is going to take a bit for him to get use to, okay? He needs to make sure he's not accidentally starting a bad addiction in a kid in the body of an adult. Even if he's pretty sure she's not.] At least not today.

[hollystrike]

[Snort.] As you wish. In that case, I'll have to look for some other man who didn't know me as a girl.

[Or just, y'know, buy one herself. Scuse her, Vash, she's going inside.]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash will follow her inside and go hide in the kitchen. Having a moral fight with himself if he should tell the bartender that he might be serving a minor or not. In the end he decides to let Katie make her own life choices good or bad. He'll just make sure she gets back to her ship alright if it looks like she might be drinking to excess.]

[hollystrike]

[Well, you'll be pleased to note that (a) Katie drinks in moderation and (b) Katie handles her liquor quite well and obviously has some experience with this bar drinking thing.

Also, (c) if she sees Vash hovering in the background she's going to pointedly ignore him until she leaves. Then he might find the kitchen door shuts rather abruptly on his face when she waves.]

[goldenglasses]

[He tries not to make it too obvious and doesn't bother her. Happy to see she's being reasonable with her drinking. Still enough that he probably deserves a door in his face.

Weird! Wonder how that happened?]