driftfleet | 07

Who: Winn Schott + you = awesome
Broadcast: yup!
Action: Tourist!
When: now!

[ the feed opens with a profile view of a sleeping winn. on his face, you can see an elaborate sharpie painted mustache (courtesy of opal) and from the ceiling right above him hangs a plastic flamingo in a coat and plastic sunglasses (courtesy of cisco).

to anyone who's been by to see him lately, it's a very familiar scene. but seconds into it something that hasn't happened in about two weeks begins to take place - movement. with a soft groan, winn reaches a sluggish hand to his face, shielding his eyes from the light. the hand then seems to decide that scratching above his upper lip is better use of its time and skills. slowly, his eyes blink open, struggling to adjust, to focus.

and then they do. on that flamingo.

he yelps, jumping up in bed, tearing the flamingo off its strings and throws it across the room, where he proceeds to stare at an off frame army of (four) flamingos. rubbing at his temples he mutters just loudly enough to be captured on film ] So Cisco's still here...

[ that seems to remind him of something, and with a sharp move his still sleepy mind can't seem to properly cope with, grabs at the communicator and misses. next attempt brings it into his hand and you finally get a close up of that glorious mustache.

he frowns into the camera ]

Of course it's rolling... [ his voice is raw, lips chapped, and he clears his throat in an attempt to bring back his usual volume ] Hi - Fleeters - if we're still calling ourselves that - Winn Schott here, back to the world of the conscious - if you recognize me check in and tell me how long I've been out - Kitty - you better still be here. [ because unless you call him within the next 10 seconds he's calling you as soon as he cuts this feed and if you're not there he will freak. he rubs at his painted mustache again, not quite realizing what's bothering him, and with a small tired smile fumbles to shut the broadcast off. ]

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[ there is a groan of understanding as he buries his head in his hands and rubs his face tiredly. he can't be mad, not really - he gets it. but still, this is pretty embarrassing. oh well, it's a lost cause. he lets his hands fall back down. ]

Misplaced friendship happened to my lip. [ he says it in good humor though. ]

[He tilts his head and then smiles.] Someone drew on you. [And people call him a fratbro.] They kept it very classy. I've seen worse.

That's good to know.

[ he nods ]

No one attacked or anything while I was out, right? You're good?

No attacks that I know about. I'm great now that you're up. [It was the only dark cloud in his sky!] How are you feeling? I mean it wasn't 35 years, but those long sleeps can take it out of you.

Yeah...yeah they do.

[ and there's something about the way he says it. it hasn't been a couple weeks to him - it's been a year. and a busy one, at that. ]

I'm fine. I, uh. [ he runs his fingers through his hair. ] I remember. You, I mean. And other stuff but, that's the relevant part.

Of course you... Wait, you mean you remember me the way Kara started to remember me from National City? [He smiles.] That's great! [Though probably not as great as Kara remembering was to him. That really helped get them to where they are now and for Winn he felt like they were getting back there on their own.]

Yeah, yeah, that way. Honestly it's a lot easier to remember some of our evenings here. [ where he drank way too much and the whole thing's nothing but a blur. ]

That sounds right. [Smiling] How far do you remember? Thanksgiving?

Ah, after.

[ is he the most ahead now? that's weird. he hasn't been ahead since his first couple months in the fleet, when kara first skipped ahead of him and then did it again. ]

It's, February again. [ from february to february. at least he sticks to a pattern? ]

I guess that means you win. Winn wins. [Smile. Secretly a nerd, guys. Just a really hot one who doesn't science much.]

So, things are good in February? Kara's safe?

[ you get a look for that pun, mon-el, did you just now figure it out?

...well. good might be a bit of a stretch, but for the moment they've won and everyone is alive, so he focuses on that. ]

Yeah, you know Kara, there isn't a butt alive she can't kick. How about here? [ he figures if something was wrong it'd be the first thing mon-el would've said but still. he wants to be sure. ]

[Do you know how hard it is to pun in a new language?]

That sounds like her. [Smiling fondly.] She's great here. She was worried about you. We both were.

[ he's learning kryptonian so...yes. ]

Have you done anything new to piss her off? [ look he's her best friend and alex isn't there, he's obligated to give you a little bit of a hard time. he only says it because that we makes him think things are good. ]

This is what you wake up to ask me?

I'm gonna take that as a yes. [ he's teasing you, mon-el, gosh, get with the program. ]

It's a no. Mostly a no. [Nothing bad. Nothing like his announcement and even that ended pretty smoothly and wouldn't have seemed as big if everyone hadn't talked about how angry she'd be.]

[ he gets mostly no, he's on the spectrum of mostly no with her a lot as well. ]

So what have you been up to, besides worrying about me?

[ with an apologetic tinge, since his teasing hasn't gone over that great. ]

Well, I've been trying to work out a job. So, that's something. And spending a lot of time with Kara and playing sports on the planet.

Yeah, what kinda job? What's the planet like?

Bartending, but this time I'd be wearing all my clothes. [Did he ever tell you about that?]

The planet is...wet.

...that's good.

[ he did not need to have a mental image of a naked mon-el bartending right now (or ever), but now it's there so thanks for that. ]

I've heard that. Are you working the Iskaulit or the planet?

[Wow! He wasn't naked. He was just...less clothed.]

Still working on the job at the Iskaulit. Nami had some concerns about how I'd get along with the rest of the staff. The bars on the planet aren't very bar like.

What concerns?

[ he frowns a little in concern, feeling a little wave of protective instinct at that. mon-el is his friend what do you mean someone potentially doesn't like him!! ]

Fenris did not seem to be a fan of mine.

[ oh that's even worse he loves fenris! fenris is tourist family. ]

You just gotta be patient there - and give him his space. [ it took him a while to get through to the guy too but once he did, so worth it. ]

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