everybody's starstruck in june.

[mucked]

Who: starstruck crew & visitors
Broadcast: n/a
Action: aboard the ship
When: june

[ another month; another mingle. but there are changes in the air! the starstruck has some fresh crew to boast of, as well as a spiffing new lounge. things have been difficult, lately -- the common area might make for a great place to decompress and socialize with your fellow starstruckers.

after all, it seems the captain's gone and requisitioned max's record player. for the first week in june, it'll be returned again and again to the new lounge. good luck hiding it from her, rockatanksy.

ready steady go! ]

Comments

[directed]

All the more reason to wonder what's keeping you torn about transferring, then.

[She's absolutely got a talent for diverting conversations; giving just enough of an answer to satisfy part of the curiosity, leading the talk down that tangential-but-related path away from what hasn't been addressed. The problem with that when it comes to someone like Rip is that he's rather adept at considering things from many angles--and not always easily distracted.]

What's got you unsure?

[outstandingbalance]

I like my privacy, for one. [No hedging that time, though the lack of details makes it a very safe answer for her. Luckily, she has more. Most of the equally nonspecific.] And weighing the value of having the team together on one strong crew versus having strategic contacts across multiple ships.

There's also the comfort of the rest of the crew, if I were to transfer, and optics to consider if anyone else from our world arrives.

[directed]

[Her first answer gets her a small huff of amusement, but only in so much as it's rather stating the obvious by this point. Still, he lets her get out the rest, Rip in the meantime occupying his hands by measuring out assorted powders into a bowl, then water to add to the mix.

Seems like there won't be any avoiding being watched this time around; unfortunate.]

Miss Carter had mentioned that there are a number of people from your particular universe about. [And so many from the future, at that. Regardless, Rip can see the logic behind having multiple people one could trust among the various ships in the fleet--especially with the revelation of something like the massive canon that's apparently been in the Marsiva this whole time.

Less likely that all of them might go in one shot, if the Atroma decided to fire on its own ships instead.

When she speaks of comfort, and from multiple perspectives, Rip glances back to her once more.]

Interesting points of concern, those. Especially since you already pointed out that you and Mr. Rogers have been allies before.

[For the most part.]

[outstandingbalance]

Explaining all the details on that one would take a long story. But... believe me, it's a concern.

[Or it would be if Tony came back. Among other possibilities, but that one first and foremost.]

But it could be a good team. Steve and Sam and me... [A shrug.] There's arguments for both, and plenty of reasons not to rush.

[directed]

Well, I would point out that we seem to have nothing but time at the moment—but since you'd clearly rather not talk about it, I suppose I'll simply have to take your word on the matter.

[He can't force her to reveal anything she doesn't want to, of course, but that hardly means Rip can't call her on her avoidance.]

Fair enough. And besides—it's hardly like there's anything stopping you from visiting when you'd like. [Or from working together, if not on one crew then still as one team.]

[outstandingbalance]

[A small, tight smile at his comment. He's far from the the first person to notice her evasiveness, though faster than most, but that doesn't mean it doesn't hit.

She lets it pass, though.]

I intend to keep visiting. Steve already lectured me into that. Can't back out now.