katherine bishop ➽ hawkeye (
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driftfleet2017-01-08 01:02 am
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Who: kate bishop + you!!
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: blameless
When: today
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[ every joint pops when kate bishop wakes up. for the first half hour, all she does is stay in her bunk and stare at the ceiling. what the futz just happened? she wrestles with the ringing ache in her head -- trying to pinpoint the last thing she remembers. was it winn's birthday party? was it venice beach? was it both? with a groan, she at long last sits up. gropes for her communications device.
and realizes just how long she's been out. futz and futz and futz again. ]
Hey, fleet. [ she sounds groggy. and (to those who know her) more than a little under the weather. her dark hair is piled up in a messy bun. she looks...tired. ] Ever have a week-long hangover before? Because what a shitty ability that would be. I've been out since New Year's. What'd I miss?
[ kate doesn't even change out of her pjs. she rolls into the blameless's kitchen and begins to rattle around the cupboards. she wants water -- actually, she wants coffee. but she doesn't have the patience even for the stove-top espresso maker. the feed catches all of it: her expression of dismay as she adjusts back to what a space-kitchen has to offer; her disgruntled yawn; the moment when she collects herself before sitting down and addressing the feed once again. ]
One more thing, actually. What do you do when you feel like you know too much?
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: blameless
When: today
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[ every joint pops when kate bishop wakes up. for the first half hour, all she does is stay in her bunk and stare at the ceiling. what the futz just happened? she wrestles with the ringing ache in her head -- trying to pinpoint the last thing she remembers. was it winn's birthday party? was it venice beach? was it both? with a groan, she at long last sits up. gropes for her communications device.
and realizes just how long she's been out. futz and futz and futz again. ]
Hey, fleet. [ she sounds groggy. and (to those who know her) more than a little under the weather. her dark hair is piled up in a messy bun. she looks...tired. ] Ever have a week-long hangover before? Because what a shitty ability that would be. I've been out since New Year's. What'd I miss?
[ kate doesn't even change out of her pjs. she rolls into the blameless's kitchen and begins to rattle around the cupboards. she wants water -- actually, she wants coffee. but she doesn't have the patience even for the stove-top espresso maker. the feed catches all of it: her expression of dismay as she adjusts back to what a space-kitchen has to offer; her disgruntled yawn; the moment when she collects herself before sitting down and addressing the feed once again. ]
One more thing, actually. What do you do when you feel like you know too much?
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[ it is a pretty thought. there have been too many goodbyes lately. he doesn't want to lose kate. ]
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[ casual-like. she wants to slough away some of her problems. maybe that can start to happen if she reinvests herself in her friends: their worlds; their lives; their truths. forget her own for a little while. ]
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or whatever the hell clint makes. ]
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[ he's a regular donor in allen's blood drives. ]
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[ no really he will stop at nothing to keep her safe. ]
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except she was a little rude to riri when they first met. whoops. ]
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[ SORTA. ] I'll take it.
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[ he smiles, and he can't deny that he's kinda happy about it. he worries about all his superfriends, and this one only has her super baddassery and super will power to keep her safe. ]
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