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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thanks man. be right there.

[ and he does come by quickly, still sporting the remnants of that mustache that's going to take a couple days to completely get rid of, and wearing the cubs jersey he made himself as a christmas gift for kitty (number 3 - schott).

he knocks before letting himself in. he looks a little tired, but smiles warmly at his bro. ]

Honey, I'm...visitiiing -

Over here -

[ he's beneath a table, tracking a cleaning bot as it zooms around the room ]

I was fixing their sensors.

[ he jumps up to his feet and hugs him ]

good to see you awake.

[ he hugs back tightly, patting his back. ]

Good to see you too. I can help with that -

You just work on that ice cream before it melts.

[ he takes a seat, cleaning away some of his papers and models ]

So, why the rum? Have you got new memories? do we need to work through them because I'm all for it.

[ he sits down and digs into that ice cream. ]

I got new memories, but they're pretty cool. Hey, I remember meeting Barry now! That was awesome. And I'm basically a secret agent now, I've been to space. Eh, back home, I mean.

I don't get it. Kara remembers meeting me - no way we haven't met by now. The multiverse can't hate me this much.

[ but. chinhands. ]

are you serious? that's amazing! what's your code name?

She's a bad friend and didn't take me with her when she dimension hopped.

[ shaking his head. terrible terrible bestie. ]

Just...agent Schott. Not very epic, but what I do's pretty epic. Last thing I did before coming back was recoding our entire system in under 3 minutes to keep the DEO reactor from exploding and taking out 10 city blocks with it while under white martian attack.

We'll find you a code name. You can't save the day without one. See, this is exactly why she should have involved me.

[ so wait. ]

But I mean, if it's all so uber awesome, why the rum? are we celebrating your awesomeness? because I am down for it!

Well, I'm kinda partial to Glitch but, no one uses it, and the augment mindfucks being call that kinda take the fun out of it.

[ pout. ]

Uh, no, that's for waking up to learning my girlfriend's boyfriend-in-another-kidnappy-world-she-remembers-being-in-but-not-as-long-as-he-remembers-her-staying-in-it is now on my ship. Cue the soap opera theme.

We'll work this out man, don't worry.

[ .... ]

Okay, again. I didn't get any of that at all.

[ he takes a breath ]

Pavel Chekov, from Jim's world, was in an underwater prison with Kitty. Which she remembers, she remembers them being good friends, has even told me about him a couple times. She came here a year ago, he came here while I was in a coma, but he remembers her still being there, and in that time in between, they've started dating.

--- wait. So he's dating another version of her? she doesn't remember them being a thing?

[ this is confusing even for him. inter-dimensional love affairs. ]

...kinda. I mean, she does remember everything that happened before that and people have been known to get back memories from other kidnapping dimensions the same way we get them from back home. So it could be her just...in the future. Without memories from here.

[ yeah. see why he has a headache? ]

Because that's just my life.

Or another version of her, it's a multiverse inside a multiverse.

[ ... ]

I mean, it's insane but it's a theory.

They're all theories, and since we can't prove any of them - they're all taunting us.

[ because the scientific method doesn't accept a theory that can't be tested and this is really starting to piss him off can't they figure out one little thing already? it's been a year! he's used to figuring things out in a week! ]

Either way he's here, and that's not awkward at all.

Look, she loves you, man. He's just a friend. It's -- seriously awkward but I wouldn't stress too much about it. You guys are the Fleet's It couple. You're like Barry and Iris only - together.

[ just saying. ]

I know but just...the thought of any chance of losing her...[ he shakes his head, how does he explain it. ] I'd rather take on a white martian single-handed. And you don't know what that means - but they're basically...monsters. Terrifying, shapeshifting, mind-reading monsters. I mean, there are nice ones who are great, or well, one that I know, but generally speaking not who you wanna run into in a dark alley, or a well lit government agency filled with highly trained highly armed operatives. Or basically anywhere.

[ did you miss the babbling, cisco. you know you missed the babbling, who are you kidding. ]

-- Okay that sounds terrifying but we'll get to that later.

[ the monsters, that is. ]

But just trust her, man. She loves you, she won't leave you for some boyfriend a version of her had in the multiverse.

Her I trust. It's the Atroma I have issues with.

[ shoveling ice cream in his face. them and their goddamn drama. ]

Look, you got each others' backs. And also us.

[ he offers him a fist. ]

We got you. Team Nerd Bros and Sistahs will save the day.

[ fistbump. and a smile. ]

Gotta, I refuse to live in two TV formats I hate. [ reality show and soap opera. why. ]

I swear. If they edit this show and make me look lame.

[ shouting at the ceiling ]

You better air my good moments!

No edit's that good. [ he waves it off ] They'd have to cut you out completely.

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