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reconstitution) wrote in
driftfleet2017-03-11 11:18 pm
Centennials Are A Nuissance
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. ]
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. ]

Action
On behalf of the spectacular celebration at hand, we would like to offer our congratulations!
HAPPY CENTENNIAL!!!!!
This is an excellent achievement best shared with everyone! Enjoy our special Flootfetti Capsules and have some cake! ]
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Happy one hundredth birthday?
Whatever anti-aging cream you're using, it's really working for you.
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[ He reaches up to brush some confetti out of his hair and off his shoulder with an annoyed huff. Winter glances to Summer, offering a curt nod. ]
If I find reason to celebrate, I'll let you know.
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Is it related to 'genetics' or 'mutations'? [ These 5 dollar words brought to you be Sesame Street, aka Magneto. ]
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Eh, I suppose there are weirder things.
So, is this just an extension of your normal broodiness, or do you have any particular axes to grind about the fact that you skipped a whole bunch of your life?
I mean if you were back home, I theoretically see how you'd be mad about losing friends and maybe family. [ This was purely speculative, as she would have no such hangups. ] But seeing as how you're in the fleet and that's pretty much done to everyone, what's the problem?
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Sure, I'm a hundred. I didn't experience most of those, so I doubt it really counts.
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Plus I'm sure you can spin that into a good pickup line. 'All the experience, none of the wrinkles.' You can have that one for free.
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[ He's not so much one for pickup lines, but he's definitely going to throw that one at Steve for him to use. Only because it's funny. ]
Especially after this.
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Even a child could do it.
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Did you try the centaur booze awhile back? Maybe we just need to increase the dosage.
[ This is a very concerning problem to her. No one should be deprived of booze. ]
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[ Oh, he drinks it, but the satisfaction of getting shitfaced is lost for now. ]
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Have you ever successfully been poisoned by something?
[ A mortal poison for her might be just the ticket for him. ]
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[ Assassins are no good if they get taken down by poison, Summer. Gosh. ]
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Unfortunately most of my poison knowledge isn't when every planet we go to has entirely different flora, but I'll see what I can do.
[ Yes, she's unilaterally decided to try to poison him to get him drunk. ]
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If it's all the same to you, I'd rather not be poisoned. Thanks for the offer, though?
[ ???? ]
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What about blunt force trauma, where are you on that?
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[ Jeez, he's just no fun, is he? ]
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I hear the implied question mark and choose to ignore it.
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I'm sure you do.
[ Really, if he were bothered, he would end the conversation. ]