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[ladybro]

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?

Comments

[spacebro]

I wasn't going to judge. [Smiling.]

[ladybro]

You're a better man than I am, Gunga Din. [ kate laughs -- low and slow. ] Because I think if you were wearing bread? I would judge.

[spacebro]

[He doesn't even ask about Gunga Din. Too bus laughing.] Would you? Well, I have you know that I would look great in bread.

[ladybro]

Alright, alright. Let's follow this through: what kind of bread? Are we talking butterfly rolls? Pita? Bagels?

[spacebro]

I don't know. I have so much to learn about bread. [You should see how he ate pancakes sometime.]

[ladybro]

What's to learn? It goes straight to your thighs, but it's futzing delicious. Boom -- all you gotta know about bread.

[spacebro]

If you have bread thighs then everyone should try bread.

1/2

[ladybro]

[ is he...? ]

2/2

[ladybro]

[ no. it's cool. she'll take any and all compliments. ]

Thanks. I think.

[spacebro]

[He works with what he's given? And with what you're given apparently.] Too much?

[ladybro]

Nah, buddy. It's just much enough. Caught me off-guard, that's all. It's a little unorthodox.

[spacebro]

I don't fit in here quite as well as I did back home. [He's not struggling that much though.] But I'm glad there is someone who can figure me out. [Smiling at her.]

[ladybro]

Which home? National City or -- you know, home.

[spacebro]

Daxam. I...don't know if it's where I'd want to be anymore even if it was still around, but I fit in more there at the time. [Would he now?]

[ladybro]

But you know what? Sometimes, fitting in means getting complacent. It's good to shake things up. Be the square peg in a round hole. [ she flashes him a smile. ] I like to consider the fleet something of a round hole.

[spacebro]

Wouldn't that make all of us square pegs?

[ladybro]

Who knows. Maybe that's why we're here. Maybe the Atroma like to collect square pegs.

[spacebro]

If we're all square pegs shouldn't we fit together?

[ladybro]

[ she laughs. good-spirited. ]

As analogies go, I don't think it was ever meant to stand up to this much scrutiny.

[spacebro]

[He smiles.] That's fair. I feel more rounded all the time here. I'm glad I met you. [It's good to have friends here.]