Open: July Starstruck mingle log

[wingedman]

Who: Crew of the Starstruck and visitors
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Starstruck
When: July, post-calibrations

[July on the Starstruck is so bright, you gotta wear shades. Good thing everyone has a pair now! In other news, the first mate is in a coma, the captain is hella cranky, and the tunes now feature Lady Gaga and Queen.]

Comments

[willynilly]

Oh, he does! But he's not really fussy, he'll drink whatever's in the kitchen. Coffee, tea, juice, pure shots of adrenaline...

[She's joking on that last one, probably.]

[mucked]

I can't decide if that's better or worse. [ than someone who just drinks coffee, perhaps. ] Alright. Because it's on account of a good helping of the crew, and for more than just ourselves, you're free to source as much tea as you like for the kitchens. Lord knows we'll never really have a surplus.

[ ...as if she ever needed peggy's permission. ]

[willynilly]

[She didn't, but it's nice to have anyway.]

Aye, aye, captain! I'll do you proud.

[mucked]

-- Of that I have no doubt.

[ it would be sentimental, maybe, were it not delivered in an iron tone. ]

Oh, but -- have you found the lounge to your liking? It's a bit of a shame we didn't have a proper change to enjoy it before we were all whisked away last month.

[willynilly]

Yeah, I really like it! It's super cozy, and it's nice to have a place to hang out and see everybody. Before it was just the kitchen, or everyone hid out in their own rooms... it felt kind of lonely.

[mucked]

The furnishings leave a bit to be desired -- but I think our Max is already working on changing that fact. Turns out he's handier than he sells himself to be.

[willynilly]

Ooh, he can build stuff? That's really cool! I wonder if he needs any help... my parents work in construction so I know a few things, myself.

[mucked]

I'd say there's no harm in asking. But this is Max we're talking about.

[willynilly]

....I mean... he's not incapable of accepting help, is he?

[mucked]

Incapable? No. I wouldn't say that. But he's damn well near it.

[willynilly]

He's gonna get himself into trouble again if he's not careful.

[mucked]

I don't know if you noticed, my dear, but 'careful' doesn't describe many of the crew aboard this ship.

[willynilly]

...That's... true...

[goddamn why is their ship full of reckless heroics

......them being two of 'em]

[mucked]

We might be hard-pressed to decide who among us is the most sensible.

[ or most reckless, for that matter. ]

It may be a tie, perhaps, between Sam and our new cook. The former is altogether too reasonable and the latter certainly does like a lecture -- so long as he's giving it.

[ she should probably stop talking. ]

[willynilly]

Ooh, they're nice people, too! Maybe sense and kindness go hand in hand naturally with some folks.

[Or it's coincidence, who really knows. She's willing to give them the benefit of the doubt.]

[mucked]

Nice? Truly?

[ -- peggy doesn't know if she'd call either of them nice, exactly. sam perhaps comes closest. ]

If we're to discuss niceness then I suppose that involves a whole other shortlist.

[ and she suspects ochako would be near the top. ]

[willynilly]

...Well... I mean... they could be less nice, if they wanted.

[She thought Sam was pretty friendly?? And Rip made her shitty pancakes, which, while shitty, was nice of him.]

[mucked]

[ peggy suggests a simple explanation: ]

Or perhaps it's you who makes the differences. We all might find it easier to be nicer when you're in the room.

[willynilly]

Eh, really? I don't know about that.

[she's nothing special, honest!]

[mucked]

Well, I do.

[ know about that. ]

Lord knows I find it easier. Remarkably.

[ a gesture at the teacup, as if even that thin charity could be considered kindness. ]

[willynilly]

[well now she is just EMBARRASSED]

Ah... w-w-well!! I think you can be a very nice person on your own. You just show it in your own way!

[mucked]

[ oh, dear girl. peggy offers a bare look suggesting she doesn't believe it for a second. it's all propaganda, she thinks, with a wry twist of mood. ]

You ought to ask Captain Rogers about how nice I am -- after he wakes up. I'm sure he'll beg to differ.

[willynilly]

You don't think he'd say so? But he loves you! He must know you're nice.

[That's not too forward, right?]

[mucked]

[ perhaps it shouldn't be so forward -- but there remains a moment when peggy's expression tightens. her brows knit. it's one thing to be comfortable saying the word herself, behind closed doors.

quite another to hear it said by someone else. ]

Quite the opposite, I fear. [ she answers -- tentatively. ] He's well-acquainted with my truest nature and -- and enjoys my company despite it.

[willynilly]

[oh wow she didn't even kick up a fuss, peggy she's so proud of you]

Awww, that's really sweet! It must be nice to have someone who understands you so well.