blameless mingle » may

[ladybro]

Who: Crew + visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Aboard the Blameless
When: All of May

[ when it's the month of may, the blameless will play. or something. have at it, you crazy diamonds. ]

Comments

first week of may »

[ladybro]

[ so, what do you do when your bff/mentor disappears? well, according to kate motherfutzing bishop, you carry on as though all is normal. you make scrambled eggs for breakfast, 'cause you have eggs to scramble and that's a silver lining. you shoot a helluva lot of arrows just to keep your fingers from trembling. and you brew a lot of coffee. a lot of coffee. the little french press with which they've been making do in the blameless's kitchen seems to always have something in it -- except, of course, for when kate finishes the last cup. and then, slavish to her craving, she makes some more. she's often in the kitchen, trying hard to stay relevant. stay useful.

although she puts forward many smiles and friendly greetings, it's obvious that something's not right. when asked, of course, she owns up to it: clint's gone. but she promises that's not a big deal. it's not like it's the first time he's gone mia.

some afternoons, she lays on the shuttle bay floor after a particularly strenuous workout. lucky sits curled up against her side, head snuggled on kate's hip. when she thinks they're alone, she whispers soft assurances to the dog -- reminding him that she'll look after him, now, and it'll be just like california. you'd like california, she promises, even if the pizza sucks.

in other moments, she can be found carting laundry through the halls back to her bunk. mostly, she's sorting through some potential formal outfits. however, nothing seems to pass muster. a passerby might catch her tossing aside a skirt or a pair of shoes, grumbling aloud that nothing has the right je ne sais quoi for the upcoming ball.

or visitors and crewmates can come looking for her with a purpose. she won't be difficult to find.

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Kara's a bit worried about Kate, but she can't exactly place why... just that Kate's been a lot less present lately. Luckily, Jarvis has made some cookies (after her kitchen privileges were slightly revoked) and she is bringing them over for her friend, along with a thermos of kind of terrible coffee. she hasn't told kate she's coming, but that's part of the strategy. she lands in the shuttle bay and calls out in the hallway ]

Hey, Kate, you in?

[ladybro]

[ -- lucky shows his snout first. at kara's voice, he pads down the hallway and drags his side against her calf. leaning, just slightly, into her solid presence. kate's quick to follow, but rather than approaching kara she leans out from the kitchen doorway. ]

Down here. [ her hair is done up in a messy bun, and her style for the day is casual. but that's never been anything strange or rare for her. ] I didn't know you were coming by.

[takingkarabusiness]

[ she holds the plate above her head and bends down to scritch Lucky before moving on to the kitchen ]

I can come back if it's a bad time. Jarvis just made some cookies and for once in my life I thought I'd share.

[ladybro]

Man, you know. [ she snags one off the plate. ] I wish our Jarvis made cookies as good as these ones. Mostly, though, he just seems to glare with this judge-y look whenever I used to try and sneak into Avengers Tower.

[ gee, wonder why. ]

[spacebro]

[It just so happens there is a Mon-El coming to a shuttle bay near you!] Kate! You're just the person I wanted to see. [Who needs to call before coming over? Not this guy who is holding a bag of mystery!] Oh, and you have a dog friend.

[ladybro]

[ at the sound of his voice, she does manage to prop herself up -- elbows planted on the hard shuttle bay floor. kate's clearly fresh(ish) off a workout. her hair is pushed back with a headband, and there's a nice spandexy athleisure appearance to her outfit. ]

Lucky, meet Mon-El. Mon-El? This is Lucky. He's not just my dog friend, he's now my best friend. [ she digs her fingers gently, affectionately into the scruff at lucky's neck. ] Aren't you, my handsome boy? Yeah you are.

You saw nothing.

[spacebro]

[Well that doesn't sound great. He walks over closer, keeping the bag a little further back as he bends down to offer a hand to Lucky.] So, who got downgraded to give Lucky a promotion?

i saw everything!!

[ladybro]

[ -- the dog lifts his snout, sniffing first before introducing a bit of affectionate slobber all over mon-el's hand. sorry, buddy. ]

Clint. [ she doesn't go overboard discussing the man, but it's clear the guy means a lot to her in their own twisted, dysfunctional way. ] He's gone. Back home. Good for him, I guess.

[outstandingbalance]

[Natasha isn't exactly what most people would call a comforting presence. There were exceptions to that. Probably Steve. Maybe Barnes. It's a short list.

But she pays attention.

She knows when Clint leaves. And she can guess who'd be affected by something like this. She stops by the Blameless after a few days not seeing Kate out. This Clint might not be her Clint, but she'd spent enough time with him to see her Clint in him. Her Clint would have definitely mentored a girl like her too.]

Have some of that coffee for a guest?

[From the door, without preamble.]

[ladybro]

[ -- somewhere, deep inside, she'd been unconsciously steeling herself for exactly this meeting. kate hadn't thought about it (not officially) but nor is she surprised when natasha shows up. at first, it's like a held breath being released.

and then, after a moment, the tension builds once more. ]

I can. Yeah. [ she nods her head towards the table. ] I think I know why you're here.

[outstandingbalance]

What? Not for the dark roast? [Natasha will let Kate decide if she wants to talk about Clint or not.]

[ladybro]

See, I'd question whether you could smell the dark roast from four ships away. [ a departure, however, is easier found out. kate's smile might be diluted, but it's still there. ] Sorry. I know he was never your Clint. But -- sorry all the same.

[padadin]

[Shiro is going from his bunk to the main deck when he passes by Kate's room and hears the grumbling. He only peeks out of concern, alright, that grumbling seems to indicate worry - he doesn't expect to be hit on the face by a skirt (there's a voice in his head that suspiciously sounds like Lance that has Some Comments about this).]

...Kate?

[He isn't sure what is the right thing to say here but he will at least... take the skirt off his face...]

[ladybro]

[ yo, shiro. at least it's a clean skirt. and when kate realizes what she's done, she offers a breathless cuss before striding across the room and tugging the offending clothing item out of his hands. ]

Sorry -- [ she apologizes with a furrow of her brow. and, noticing his hair had gotten a little mussed in the process, she reaches up as though to coax some shape back into his white bangs. ]

Having a minor wardrobe meltdown, I think.

[padadin]

No problem.

[An honest accident! He takes a quick look around the room - his tidy self doesn't like what he sees, but he makes no show of it. He then turns to her again with curiosity and maybe a bit of confusion. While he did buy some comfortable clothes in the asteroid, his own wardrobe is small - and well behaved, apparently.]

I can see the meltdown. I think your wardrobe is winning this fight.

[benames]

[ cisco is living the james bond life.

well, not quite. he's actually living the life of james bond's tech guy but it's the closest he can get. working on spy gear for the upcoming ball; those seem to concern him more than formal clothes ( which he doesn't own ).

he's more than a bit concerned about barry and iris, he's way more than a bit concerned about kate.

which means digging under his bed for his giant bag of twizzlers won at the creepy underwater world.

he approaches her bunk and shoves only the bag through the door. ]

I've come bearing gifts.

[ladybro]

Not that I'm complaining, [ kate grabs him first by his wrist, and then next by the twizzlers. cisco is then invited quite firmly to join her, seated, on the narrow bed and amid a heap of clean, tousled laundry. ] But you're about the third person to bring me junk food.

[benames]

Oh come on.

[ he wraps an arm around her, squeezes her shoulders. ]

No way anything is better than rainbow Twizzlers. Look at them, they're excited to see you.

[ he doesn't quite addresses the matter at hand, not openly, anyway. he remembers how he was after Caitlin left. The last thing he wanted to do was to talk about it. ]

[winn]

[ winn has been keeping busy on this system. well, that's hardly a surprise, winn usually keeps busy everywhere. on this system, he's been working his voice-butt-hands-everything off (get your head out of the gutter; he sings, he dances, he makes things. gosh!) but as busy as he gets, it's still never going to be busy enough to keep him from his responsibilities and his friends. plus, he could extra-use their yoga lessons right now; between work and the anxiety of planning a wedding for two of his closest friends and a proposal for his lady, he's wound pretty tight.

he wakes up early and can't seem to stay in bed, so he decides to go pick kate up - with two cups of coffee and a humble breakfast he nicked from the hotel he and kitty stayed in that night. he knocks on the wall as he enters the kitchen, to announce his presence. ]

Hey - I come bearing pre-yoga co -- ffee. [ well, maybe he just wasn't early enough. ]

[ladybro]

[ oh shit -- that's right. this morning is a yoga morning. much to her chagrin, kate looks thoroughly unprepared when winn arrives. there's a tightening in her gut; thank god he came here, first, she thinks. the thought of him waiting (forgotten) in the gym is an unhappy one. ]

Winn. [ she turns on a (bare) heel and looks...sheepish? it's unlike kate to be so off the ball. ] You really shouldn't have.

[ but ten to one, that coffee is better than her coffee. so she doesn't hesitate before taking a cup. ]

[winn]

[ being forgotten by kate would only make him worry; she's always been so kind and considerate to him, he can't imagine her easily forgetting him. ]

Least I can do - [ he frowns lightly at that sheepish look; it feels so foreign on kate. something's wrong, he can feel it in his gut. he watches her for a moment with the coffee, before venturing - ]

Kate - are you okay?

/walks in late with starbucks

[luxoraculi]

[ Luna has noticed something different about Kate lately. She's still as friendly as ever, but there's something off. She's keeping busy, busier than usual. But she hasn't been able to quite catch the other woman alone to see just what's going on with her. They don't know one another all that well just yet, but it's not hard to see that something is wrong.

The floor of the shuttle bay is not where she'd expected to see not only Kate but Lucky. Umbra is not at Luna's side today, she's already dropped him off to Noctis. She has to blink a few times, before she moves closer to simply crouch down next to the other woman. She's been talking to Lucky, although she can't quite make out what Kate was saying to him. ]

Good afternoon, Kate... are you alright?

[ladybro]

[ at the sound of company, kate props herself up on an elbow. oh -- lunafreya.

she puts on a diluted smile. ]

I've been better. [ lucky shuffles into a sitting position, tongue lolling -- as though he doesn't yet realize what's happened. ] But I've also been worse.

[luxoraculi]

[ Poor Kate. She offers the other woman a small smile, before simply shifting to sit on her knees because crouching is... going to get a little uncomfortable. ]

I can see that... [ Reaching out, she gives Lucky a light pat of greeting... he's just as adorable as ever, and she can't help herself. ] I do not wish to pry, but... is there anything I can do to help you feel better? We could talk, if you'd like... or I can go and get you something to eat or drink. Anything.