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An Incomplete Homecoming

Who: Wanda Maximoff
Broadcast: Yes; Network-wide
Action: Starstruck
When: Now

[The scene that appears as the communicator's video feed clicks on is that of a dimly lit bunkroom aboard one of the fleet ships. The crew of the Starstruck, and any of Wanda's friends who have visited her room, will recognize the space rather quickly as the young Maximoff girl's own. What may be surprising, however, is that, what had been an empty room for over a month, now contained someone sleeping on the cot. Wherever Wanda had gone, it had been clear that the Atroma had not exactly sent her home and out of the fleet. All of her belongings had remained in her room, and her name never left the Starstruck's or Fleet's registry. Still, she'd been absent for some time, seemingly having vanished into thin air. But now, the communicator's feed was showing her asleep in her room as if nothing had changed at all.]

[However, it soon becomes clear that something has indeed changed about Wanda. As she begins to stir, the young woman sits slowly up in bed, stretching her arms overhead as she starts to awaken fully. Her eyes spread wide in a look of first confusion that begins to seem more panicked. She looks about her own bunk room as if she's never seen it before. The note of fear in her eyes makes her seem not like someone who has spent over a year in the fleet. Instead, she seems more like --]

This... this is not where I-- What- what is this place? Did the Avengers... did they move me here in my sleep? But how could they have...

[Her voice is quiet, believing she is only speaking to herself. She seems unaware of the communicator recording all of this. Though, it is now rather clear that Wanda does not recognize where she is at all.]

[She swings her legs out over the edge of the cot, slowly getting up, and measuring the size of the room. As she studies the small interior, her eyes stop on the occasional picture or keepsake hanging on the walls. Various trinkets she's collected from the planets visited during her time in the fleet. There's a look to her eyes as if each item kindles a flicker of recognition that is then almost immediately snuffed out. Each time leaving her looking more and more bewildered and frustrated.]

[She shakes her head. Whatever was happening clearly was proving to be a lot to process. She then spies the communicator out of the corner of her eye. She takes a step over and picks the device up. Holding it out in front of her now, she stares at the screen for a moment. She looks as if this is her very first time ever handling the device. But then, in an instant, she seems to suddenly recognize what exactly it is that she's holding. She then addresses the screen with a calm, yet slightly edged tone.]

Whoever is watching this, I do not appreciate being toyed with. I did not think the Avengers were ones for such games. If this is some kind of test, I expect an explanation. Now.

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[Wanda's broadcast catches Erik's attention. He watches her evident confusion with a frown, and come to think of it, he hasn't seen her in a while... that isn't unusual for him, given his less social habits. Still, this isn't the kind of reaction he would expect from her. She looks almost like a fresh arrival. Another trick of the Fleet?

Old habit takes over, and his response is measured.]

The Atroma are the responsible ones. Does that name mean anything to you?

Wanda? Hey... it's alright. You're safe. Did something happen?

[Why was she acting like she didn't remember?]

Not a test. [Natasha takes in Wanda's reaction neutrally. The way she rouses like that—Natasha considers it with concern. New? But she's waking up on Starstruck, not the Marsiva.

Augment glitch, then? Natasha has recently been shown just how plausible that is.]

What do you remember?

[ That's unsettling. He could guess what happened, but Charles didn't have to like it. ]

I do not believe the Avengers engineered this for you.

[Okay, Wanda is sounding a little weird, but a lot of people are super disoriented after waking up, for various reasons. The important thing is that she's awake again!]

Wanda! I hope you're feeling better. Um. I don't think anyone's moved you around, but I'm not on your ship.

But. Um. Kind of sad news. Vision went home. I'm ....sorry.

Edited 2016-12-13 21:18 (UTC)

Wanda -

[ there's a frown on his face, immediate concern sneaking into his features. she seems disoriented, confused. She speaks of the Avengers as a thing in the present, as if they were never disbanded, as if they are still in training. a test, she says and steve is on his feet, already. in his mind, this situation is parallel to another, to waking him, disoriented, in a room that was designed to look like any other in the 40s, a nurse with dark curls and dark lipstick and a game her already knew on the radio.

He had reacted to it and not well. She might do the same if she's frightened. ]

Wanda, hey - listen to me. This isn't a test, we're all here. I can explain. Let me come see you, I'm two doors down.

[ The broadcast comes as a surprise, and he doesn't finish listening to it before he is barging into his sister's room. Her voice had been more than enough to spur him into action, her presence a bit stronger in his head. Not the strength as it would be back home, but it's something.

He's been anxious- worried to death over his sister's fate and she's here and safe, and that's all that matters to Pietro. He barges through the door and is at her bedside a moment after, touching her face. ]

Wanda.. You're awake.. [ He almost can't believe it. ]

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