Centennials Are A Nuissance

[reconstitution]

Who: Bucky Barnes & You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Heron
When: 3/10


[Broadcast;;]

[ The feed opens up with a view of the Heron's cargo bay, set upon a surface and focused on a very plain, yet sizable crate set in the center. Bucky comes into view, absolutely suspicious of the box addressed to him. He circles the crate a few times before kneeling and pulling out a knife so he can shimmy the lid off. It's removed very carefully and set to the side, much like he's diffusing a bomb. It may as well be, he knows what day it is, and this is obviously some weird thing from the Atroma.

He lifts a piece of paper from the top, skims through it quickly and crumples it and tosses the offending thing across the cargo bay. Bucky takes out a package that looks harmless enough- the crate is filled to the brim with very questionably made bottle rockets? Fiddling with it ends in a very harmless but extremely unnecessary explosion of glitter and confetti.

Boy, those sure aren't very nice words are they? Bucky seems to realize that the communicator is broadcasting this catastrophe, so a very glitter and confetti-covered captain stomps over to the device to shut it off. Not long after, a text comes through the network. ]

I don't care who takes the damn things, just get them off my ship. There are 99 more...

[Action;;]

[ Throughout the day, Bucky can probably be found sulking around the Heron, or sitting in the kitchen trying to clean glitter out from between the plates of his arm. His mood would be so much better if there were cake. ]

Comments

[ action ]

[reconstitution]

[ It's most definitely the thought that counts, and he's really glad to see Charles after the earlier irritation. Bucky offers him a relieved smile. ]

It's possible.

Re: [ action ]

[axiomed]

So long as it's possible, I might as well do my best.

[ Pulling his chair closer, he starts wiping down the glitter slowly and methodically. ]

[ action ]

[reconstitution]

I don't understand how it isn't leaving, it's just spreading around.

[ He gives an irritated huff, using a small brush from his repair kit to try and get the small flecks of glitter out from between the plates. ]

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[axiomed]

For greater irony, I imagine.

[ Charles scrubs gently but diligently. ]

But I'm sure once the day is over, it'll pass.

[reconstitution]

I can hope, at least. [ He stops his work to look up at Charles. ]

What do you make of this planet?

[axiomed]

[ He pauses, thoughtful. ]

I don't have a strong opinion. It's nice to be able to move around, but it's still not easy for me.

[ His smile is rueful. ]

Otherwise from a scientific point of view, it's fascinating to me.

[reconstitution]

I feel about the same. I haven't really explored it much.

[ There's something about being in the water for too long that freaks him out. It's not quite claustrophobia, but it's something like it. ]

The illness they've been talking about is worrying.

[axiomed]

It is. There are similarities between the sicknesses we've seen on other planets.

[reconstitution]

The poison moon, in particular.

[axiomed]

[ He nods slowly. ]

That was the start of it, but not the end, I imagine.

[reconstitution]

I don't think so, either. There's too much coincidence.

[axiomed]

Mmm, I believe so. I'm working with a few people on the Fleet to rectify the situation but it might take time.

[ And time, extended time on a planet is not their decision. ]

[reconstitution]

Do you think we'll be able to reach a solution, or be pulled away like the last time before there's actually any resolution?

[axiomed]

I have hope. I can already sense there are many people searching for a solution.

[ His tone is quiet, but firm in these matters. Charles keeps the hope up. It's his job. ]

[reconstitution]

Seems more people are rising to the occasion lately. Better sign than most.

[axiomed]

And you? What will you do?

[reconstitution]

Help how I can.

[axiomed]

[ Charles lets out a huff of affection. ]

You really do struggle with the details. With a plan.

[reconstitution]

Orders are still easier.

[ He's getting better about it, being mostly in charge on the Heron. He tends to get another perspective before calling the shots, though. Even before Hydra, the military was good for that, too. ]

[axiomed]

I have a hard time ordering my students, much less anyone else.

[ It's a weak joke. ]

But I can see how it might be easier.

[reconstitution]

I've never been the strategist. Guess now's a good time as any to change that.

[axiomed]

[ He rubs his chin. ]

I suppose. If that's what you want.