[open] august starstruck mingle

[wingedman]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Starstruck
When: August 1-31

Everyone on the Starstruck is regretting their life and their choices. Why does anyone want to visit this ship again?

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Rip Hunter | OTA

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[To be fair, Rip's constant state of being is regretting his life and his choices. What's got him more sullen than normal now are the choices of the Atroma, whom seemingly brought Gideon into the Fleet just long enough to make Rip wonder about the future and about her, an AI suddenly turned human, before seeing fit to shuffle her off again, back to their own universe.

And it should be all well and good. She's not there suffering, and besides: Rip's last action before being drawn into this nightmare himself had been to leave the very ship that housed her. Yet somehow it was easier before she'd been brought back into his life for that too brief a time; missing her and the Legends and home hadn't been so potent a thing.

Now it eats at him, right along with everything else they've seen and experienced these last months. The failed raid, the calibrations, executions and now the rather disturbing "retirement" of a ship from the fleet. It's all a mess of mysteries without answers, and Rip absolutely hates it.

Being at a system offers some means of distraction, at least. The kitchen certainly seems to have benefited it from it; Rip's goal seems to be to have the thing fully stocked before they set off again, and to that end he's been purchasing what reasonably unsuspicious meats there are to be found, along with what seems to pass for real dairy: butter, eggs, cream. The latter is bought in smaller amounts, however; the icebox remains iffy at best, and those remain perishable. For so much the same reason, there's more canned and jarred produce than fresh on the shelves; stuff that will last longer once they've set out, but that isn't powered, dried, and likely synthetic. Bread is another thing now found aboard the Starstruck as well; catch him at the right time, and a person might find him spreading a touch of something brown and potent on a bit of toast to have with his tea.

All in all, it seems when Rip sets out to do something, he means to do it thoroughly.

And to top it all off, he's set up a request board—although the scrawled warning of "no promises" isn't the cheeriest footnote to have added, he's at least willing to try? At least when he has the chance to actually use the kitchen. It seems to have become a popular place as of late.

But all of this aside, Rip's by and large kept to himself. He goes about his self-imposed chores--cooking, learning the ship's systems, stocking the kitchen—but they're all potentially private activities, in the end. Sometimes he can be found in the lounge, but usually only when Max has deigned to share the record player. Amazing how long a man can sit around listening to a record, absently squeezing the life out of some deformed stress ball (courtesy of some random shop, advertised by the logo emblazoned on the side). The rest of his time seems to be spent either on the planet or in the privacy of his room. Perhaps for the better; Rip doesn't really seem to be in a good mood when he interacts with anyone.

Although equally, he won't outright be hostile. Probably.]