Heron Mingle

[stabsbothways]

Who: Heron Crew and Guests
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Aboard the Heron
When: May (feel free to backtag)

[ The heron has had a large exodus of people recently, and a few new members. It's almost like a new ship. ]

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Wicked Grace

[stabsbothways]

[ Grace hadn't been particularly close with Erik or Charles (Charles in particular was a rather judgmental stick in the mud). It seemed Nancy had just arrived, and Livewire had added some much appreciated and slightly reviled excitement to the ship. That all changed in a rather short amount of time. She wasn't particularly fond of how much things changed in such short notice around here.

Not that she wasn't familiar with it. That kind of turnover wasn't unusual back when she first started as a pirate. The Felicisima Armada didn't have the best mortality rate between the frequent raids and scurvy. But at least there you could say goodbye while your friend bled out.

Grace was suddenly on board the Heron a lot more after the ball. Her motley gang of ne'er do wells had pulled a tidy profit aboard the Aveline, but the ship getting blown up and a warlord with her name on a hit-list encouraged her to quite while she was ahead.

Also since the heist, she's been wearing a new necklace. Her quarters have also exploded with furniture, decor and a rather sizable wardrobe. Occasionally she can be seen carrying a new collection of packages and bags to her quarters, or even calling out to recruit a passing crewmate into helping move something out of a shuttle. She's also commandeered a full half of the cargo space downstairs. ]

Winter/ Bucky Barnes

[reconstitution]

Halls & Cargo Bay
[ It's so easy to fall back into bad habits when his peace of mind is disrupted. Losing half his crew is definitely cause for concern. The roster changes fairly often, but both Erik and Charles disappearing is too much of a blow. He shouldn't have gotten so attached to them, but it was hard not to after everything. For lack of much to do, or maybe as a distraction from having to think about it, he can be found in the halls doing more of a patrol than is probably healthy. Another one of those activities that seem to help push the angry and helpless feelings away is abusing the use of the treadmill off to the side in the cargo bay. It's mostly at odd hours of the night or in the ungodly beginnings of morning. ]

Kitchen
[ After the events of the heist and the fucking cannon that the Marsiva housed, the need to make sure their weapons cache is up to par. He can be found in the kitchen, a large array of knives and a few handguns spread on the table with a cleaning kit. A boombox sits next to a small box of cassette tapes on the kitchen counter, Fleetwood Mac playing softly from the speakers. ]

Quarters
[ If he can't be found in any of those places, Bucky may be in his quarters. He has been spending more time there recently, and there are a few more additions that hadn't been there before. Things he's inherited from the ones that have left. A box of yarn sits by the standing closet, a boombox with a box of Fleetwood Mac tapes, and a set of paints and a notebook under the bedside table. More than likely, he's come to his quarters to avoid human interaction, book in hand or one of the beaten up composition notebooks in his possession, filling the pages with hyper focus. He's having a very bad day. ]

Quarters

[outstandingbalance]

[Natasha goes to his quarters first. Possibly because she had the hunch he'd be there, but more likely because she was still toying with the idea of leaving a note on his pillow, something like that. Which would explain why she doesn't knock, if it weren't for the fact she definitely heard the music playing softly from the hall.

She doesn't, however, come in immediately, lingering in the entrance.]

Mind some company?

[reconstitution]

[ His hand stills, lifting the pen from the paper as he looks up. He could feel the shift in space by the doorway before she spoke, but it doesn't unnerve him like it would have for anyone else. People make noise intentionally, though not people like them. If anything, he's edging toward relief at her presence, though he keeps the expression off his face.

He gives her a single nod, shifting his legs so she can sit on the bed if she wants. If she wants to continue to linger by the door, that's just fine, though he wouldn't mind her coming closer. It's been a few days since he's seen her- seen anyone not on his crew, really. ]

kitchen

[takingkarabusiness]

[ Kara knocks on the doorframe before she comes in ]

Fleetwood Mac? Great choice.

Also you have quite the arsenal... I'm not sure what I expected, but I think you'd get along with my sister.

kitchen

[reconstitution]

Misty left it.

[ One of the many things he's inherited from people who have passed through the fleet.

He finishes sharpening the blade in his hand, nodding for her to take a seat. Granted, she won't have much elbow room. ]

I've been collecting since I got here. [ One can never have too many knives, Kara. ]

Cargo Bay

[stabsbothways]

[ Morning and night didn't have much functionality onboard or on any of the various asteroids below, Grace had found. So she didn't really know the time when she docked back with the Heron and stepped out into the cargo bay, and then stooped to try dragging out a carton the size of her.

Obviously the very obviously substantial collection of junk she'd bought that was taking up half the cargo bay wasn't enough.

She was also pretty drunk, so after a couple of moments of struggling with it, she fell back onto her butt. ]

Ow...

kitchen

[nonono7]

[ When the tall pink-haired girl enters the kitchen, she makes sure to give a friendly wave and smile. She pauses then, to examining the array of weaponry with open curiosity. ]

Wow, that's a lot of weapons. Do we need this many? [ She idly reaches for a knife to pick up and examine.

Feel free to chastise ur maintenance officer. ]

Nono

[nonono7]

[ Nono, admittedly, hasn't spent a lot of time aboard the ship since her arrival. Asteroid cities and space held most of her initial attention - so many new things to see and explore, things to learn and find out, ways to get lost, parties to crash...

Still, she's back now, decked in a colorful fake lei (don't ask) and a tacky souvenir T-Shirt that reads MADE IN SPACE.

Catch her as she flies back into the cargo bay from her space trips, or her exploratory jaunts through the ship itself - checking out the shuttles in the cargo bay (that she doesn't actually use,) tries to learn how to cook protein foodstuff, or just peering her head into whatever room is conveniently open. ]

[stabsbothways]

[ Grace watches Nono pop into the cargo bay from open cold space. ]

I'm sorry, but I was told that going out into space was kind of... deadly.

[ Fenris, have you been lying to her? ]

1/2

[nonono7]

[ Oh, hello there pretty lady. Nono gives a mock salute as she heads over. ]

Not to worry! For you see....

[nonono7]

[ She pauses. Purposefully. Dramatically. ]

I.... am a robot!

Yuri

[pork_bowl]

_{[He doesn't belong here. He's not an intruder per se but he's not part of this crew. He was walking along the corridors and into each area as if on a hunt for something or someone. He takes a one-way path through everywhere, from where he entered the ship along the corridors and in for a peek at the kitchen, common areas, cargo, and bridge. He was looking for a man and if he saw anyone on the ship he'd stop them.]}

Excuse me, Victor is part of this crew, right? Can you tell me is he here, have you seen him?

[stabsbothways]

[ Grace is found in the kitchen over a cup of coffee. ]

Let's see... in order, I think that would be 'yes', 'possibly' and 'at some point.'

Assuming you're talking about the Victor I'm thinking of and not an entirely unrelated one.

[pork_bowl]

_{[Oh coffee, he can go for some right about now. It's a soothing smell now from home.]}

Oh. Good, I'm in the right place. Thank you... wait, are there multiple Victors here? I am looking for a man, taller than me. He's skinny, got silver grey hair, blue eyes, he's Russian. _{[And a charming, beautiful, dopey adonis]}

Ah... he also has a gold ring on the same hand I do. My name is Yuri, I'm looking for him. Ah.. hello, by the way.

[nonono7]

[ Yuri can find a tall pink-haired girl, of all places, sitting in the middle of the hallway, directly in front of the open maintenance closet.

She seems to have a bunch of paper in front of her, and is folding origami cranes. Badly. And trying to teach the roomba-like maintenance droids how to do the same. (They are trying to vacuum the paper instead.)

She'll look up, mid-fold, when Yuri speaks though. ]

Ah, I'm sorry. Who are you looking for? What do they look like...?

[pork_bowl]

_{[He is as captivated as he is confused. This is charming and hilarious in a sad way. The poor cranes that weren't folded with precision and the poor roomba was destroying the best of the flock. He remembered making these things in school as a child. He used to make some for the hot springs as decorations every year, he hadn't made them in a long time but he could go it. It was like riding a bike, give him some paper and his muscles would remember.]}

Ah, hi. I'm looking for a tall Russian man with silver hair named Victor. He's got a gold ring like mine. If you see him tell him Yuri was looking for him? Ah... actually... can I help you with those? I think that robot is trying to eat your cranes.

[goldkiss]

[Yuri probably hears Victor before he sees him.]

Yuri! [The name rings through the hall before Victor comes up and then puts an arm around him.]

Hello Yuri. [Someone watching can almost see the hearts in Victor's eyes.] It's so good to see you here. Did you come to see me?

Victor

[goldkiss]

[Victor might be new to this whole thing, but he seems pretty comfortable. He's already settled into his room and takes to any duties assigned to him well enough. He sometimes forgets schedules, but he is friendly enough.

Even he, though, can't ignore how people just disappeared. He'd had the come and go nature of this place explained, but it's still a little troubling to have find out how easily people go missing.

Instead of worrying about it though, he focuses on trying to go about his day.

He's still not entirely used to just 40 minutes in the shower though. And more often than not when he leaves the small shower room he ends up with a bit of soap still in his head.]

[nonono7]

[ One day after one of his showers, Victor can find Nono in the kitchen. She has basically commandeered the entire thing, and seems to be trying to make... something. A large pot can be seen to have some synthetic rice, at least a gallon of soy sauce, some wheat soft-solid protein, a little of the hottest hot sauce, some green tea powder...

The kitchen is an equal mess, discarded ingredients and overflow both coloring the kitchen's counters and floors.

She looks up and smiles when she sees Victor. Then frowns. ]

You've got some soap in your hair. [ She motions with one hand to her own hair... which only smears some of the "food" mixture into her hair. ]

Sam

[wingedman]

[The Heron's newest addition can be found poking around the ship, as befits an engineer. And while he's not totally lacking in engineering skills, he doesn't really know that much about spaceships. Yet. But he's at least trying to learn, judging by the panel he's pulled open and the wires that are hanging out.

...did the lights just flicker a little? Oops. That's definitely not Sam's fault.

Later on, he commandeers the treadmill for a bit. Even in outer space, a guy's gotta stay in shape, and Sam likes to run. The cargo bay is kind of lacking when compared to the scenery back home, but there's not much he can do about that. Not much he can do about the selection of gym equipment (or, rather, lack thereof), either; for now, he just keeps to his solitary workout.]

[mucked]

[ peggy carter is no stranger to the heron. in many ways, she considers it something of a sister ship to the starstruck -- if only for the historical ties found there, reaching back to when jim was its captain. that bond remains strong with barnes; stronger, at least, by the day.

so there's little fanfare in her arrival. whether she knows about sam's assignment isn't necessarily apparent -- nor is it something she'll be quick to divulge. better, maybe, to make it seem as though she's merely accidentally come across him with the electronic guts hanging out of a panel along the main corridor.

there's a pause in the click of her heels. nearly two years in space, and it's done little to tamp down a distinctly old world quality to the woman. in many ways, she might have walked out of the '40s only yesterday.

she clears her throat to catch his attention. it's always a little odd -- meeting someone in person after having primarily met them over the network. ]

Heavens, it would seem the Heron's got all the good luck. Leaves me wondering who Barnes sweet-talked to get you put here.

[ perfectly pleasant. downright polite. ]

wot r u doin to my ship

[reconstitution]

[ Really, he hadn't thought it likely that Sam would be shuffled onto the Heron, but here they are. He wasn't present when Sam had gotten there, but he is now. Bucky's doing one of his rounds when he finds the guy fiddling with the control panel.

Moving silently down the hall, he stops just short, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the wall. ]

You break my ship, I'm throwing you out the airlock.

[stabsbothways]

[ Grace has found perhaps the world's- space's? Least astute saboteur. Actually that's rather clever isn't it? ]

It seems I've found space's least astute saboteur.

[ She's not sure if she actually wants to be right or not. That would make a great story to tell at the bar. ]

[outstandingbalance]

[It's not really all that surprising that Natasha catches Sam on Heron shortly after he arrives. She doesn't go more than a few days without stopping in. Often, she doesn't even engage with the crew, just leaves Barnes some kind of surprise, something so he knows she's been there.

She may or may not have just finished rearranging Bucky's books when the power flickers.

Only natural to investigate. Make sure it's nothing serious.]

Sam. You get assigned here?