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?
Video
[He gives her a genuine smile; he really has missed her and their banter at work. Which is a little worrisome given that any of them could just vanish at a moment's notice. Like Hermione's friend, like Dany, Like Cole. But that's not a reason to pull back from people, even if it will hurt if that happens.]
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Video
[Yeah, the Fleet is less confusing.]
If you need a drink, I'm at the bar.
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[He shoots her a grin.]
Take care of that mess on your head.
no subject
[ but an hour later sees kate bishop breeze her way into the bar like she hasn't got an ounce of weight on her shoulders. pajamas have been swapped out for a tidy sundress and ballet flats. that 'mess' of hair has been gathered back in a taut french braid. kate's not one for lies or facades, but she grew up with in the tabloids' eyes. she knows the importance of looking better than you feel.
instead of heading behind the bar, she grabs a stool instead. ] Yo. Barkeep.