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Sam Wilson ([personal profile] sizeofyourbaggage) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2018-04-15 01:57 pm

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Who: Sam Wilson (AU) and you!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: on the SS Bishop, around the Iskaulit
When: now and throughout the week


The SS Bishop

[ Sam'd barely woken up on the Marsiva before he'd found himself whisked away again, and honestly, he's not even surprised. Figures that he wouldn't have enough time to start to get his bearings before he's inexplicably brought somewhere completely new again; that's kind of par for the course of his life the last few years.

He can't even bring himself to be mad about the implant that he can feel just behind his left ear, the one he's guessing is responsible for the sudden influx of knowledge twisting around in his head. It's not like it's the first time that's happened, and at least it's a hell of a lot less invasive than what the Capitol'd done. There's a part of him that's aware that he's probably just deflecting, trying to focus on anything else to keep himself from going down that path, but he doesn't really care right now.

It's hard to keep himself from panicking, more because he's alone and he struggles with self regulation these days than anything else, but he's doing his best.

Mostly that means he's turned all his attention to exploring the ship he's ended up on. He can be found in the armory poking at weapons he doesn't fully understand, as well as helping himself to the sidearm he can make sense of; in the kitchen rooting around in the pantry and fiddling with the machines he's pretty sure make more sense than they should; or roaming the hallways, eyes flashing red and pupils dilating as he scans the walls like they've got secrets he can discover if he only looks long enough. ]




around Iskaulit

[ Most of him doesn't really believe this is the Capitol, not after the way the war'd gone, but there's always the chance that Snow or someone else had some kind of messed up last resort plan, and this is it.

It's enough to make him paranoid about, well, just about everything. He's not sure he really expects to find any more answers on board the Iskaulit than he did on the Bishop. But at least it's bigger, and eases some of the claustrophobic feeling of being trapped in addition to giving him more places to explore.

The garden... honestly just makes things worse, at the moment, and Sam isn't there very long before his wings start to itch under his skin. He'd wanted soothing, but instead he finds himself getting a little more agitated, and he takes off to the gym to get some of the violence out of his system. Sam turns his attention to one of the punching bags built for enhanced strength, going not quite full out against it, but pretty close. He'll slow down at the arrival of anyone else, clearly wary and uncertain though he musters up something like a smile and a casual "hey" in greeting.

Eventually he makes his way to both Malum and the Space Bar, less out of a desire to drink and more out of falling back on the habits he'd had while in the Capitol. It's a little different when there's not a crowd of Capitolites to disappear into, but he slides into a seat anyway with a nod in greeting for anyone who makes eye contact. ]

passingthrough: (Phasing - Through a wall)

Iskaulit: Gym

[personal profile] passingthrough 2018-04-15 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kitty walks into the gym through a wall because doors are for amateurs. She's dressed for a workout and looking pretty casual. She hears the bag being punched and looks that way.]

Hey, Sam. [She hasn't seen him around in awhile, but she remembers him. Or she remembers a Sam anyway.]
passingthrough: (Curious - Wondering)

[personal profile] passingthrough 2018-04-16 02:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[It does surprise her a little, but she realizes she's "seen him around" more than they've actually spoken. She keeps an eye on the network and maybe he doesn't feel the need to do the same. Plus, she knows he's an Avenger and she tends to keep an eye on them just knowing their worlds are related. Most of them don't know anything about mutants and there were never Avengers in her world. But there was a Steve Rogers who fought in WWII and she fought alongside Pietro and knew about his sister who died in their first mission before Kitty was on the team, so the connective tissue is certainly there. Even if it makes zero sense to her how Erik's kids aren't mutants in the other world. And possibly not even Erik's kids?]

Oh, no, that's okay. It was awhile ago and just on the network. [Maybe it was even voice, but she doesn't think so.] Plus, I met you twice and you'd only remember me from the last time. [Not that he does remember her, but that's okay.] Which I assume someone filled you in on another version of you being here briefly before you, right?

Anyway, I'm Kitty.

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outstandingbalance: (pic#10792494)

Space Bar - let me know if Natasha's getting too much of a read on Sam and I'll revise

[personal profile] outstandingbalance 2018-04-16 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
[It takes all of a half second for Natasha to ping on something off. Longer for her to put her finger on what it is, but not by much. She's familiar with Sam, she's worked with him, trained with him, knows how he came up through the military. He's confident. He's observant. But he doesn't wear paranoia well, not in the way Natasha or Barnes do.

There's a different feeling to his posture. Not overt, but certainly there.

The question remains if it's a glitch or something more.]


Interested in some company?

[She asks, but she doesn't wait to take a seat with him, across from him in a booth or next to him at the bar, watching him sideways.]
outstandingbalance: (pic#10792490)

[personal profile] outstandingbalance 2018-04-16 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a lot there. Natasha settles on responding to his recognition and the question, letting him have the rest of his feelings without being interrogated for them.

It's complicated. She can leave it at that.]


North of a year and a half now. It's been a while. Not as long as some of us, though. Steve and Barnes were here before me. Tony and Vision, too, but they've been gone for a while now.

[She watches his reactions to each name.]

A lot of familiar faces come and go around here.

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Space Bar

[personal profile] takingkarabusiness 2018-04-16 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Kara is at the bar, sipping on something pink. She's friendly with everyone; particularly the bartender, who she leans over to kiss before turning her attention back to the room. she catches sight of sam and lights up, walking over with her drink ]

Hi, we've met, haven't we?
takingkarabusiness: (melissa-bonist-supergirl-2780214)

[personal profile] takingkarabusiness 2018-04-16 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ she smiles, unbothered by the flirting or the apology ]

You must remind me of someone, then. I'm Kara.

[ she holds out her hand to shake ]

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rebuildyourruins: (And make history.)

space bar.

[personal profile] rebuildyourruins 2018-04-16 12:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[Technically, Thor doesn't need to come to the Space Bar for a drink at the moment. He'd taken enough supplies from Nariba Relia to be solid on that front for at least a few days. But if he spends all his time in his own room, he's going to get bored real fast. So he heads into the bar for a change of atmosphere.

He doesn't bother with his armor around the ships, which means he walks into the bar in just jeans and a t-shirt. When Thor catches sight of Sam in one of the booths he gives the other man a wave.]


Hey, Sam.

[Sorry though, business first. He keeps going to the bar and orders a beer, tapping his fingers on the counter while he waits.]
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[personal profile] rebuildyourruins 2018-04-16 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sam's right on that count: the question doesn't make sense. He pauses halfway into grabbing his glass from the bartender and gives Sam a confused look.]

Why wouldn't I? We spoke only a couple of weeks ago.

[Sure, Thor's not that familiar with Sam, but he's not likely to forget the guy that quickly. The follow up question is even stranger.]

What do you mean?

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wingedman: (33)

iskaulit; gym

[personal profile] wingedman 2018-04-16 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sam's used to not being the only person in the gym. It's the sort of thing that makes for relaxing background noise, the rhythm of other people hitting the bags or jogging or what have you. He notes the presence of someone else working out against one of the bags when he walks in, doesn't pay much attention as he starts to stretch, except-

He looks up, studies the guy surreptitiously, then more openly, stretching forgotten entirely now. And while someone who's been around the Fleet longer might take this sort of thing in stride, Sam most assuredly does not.]


What the fuck?
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[personal profile] wingedman 2018-04-17 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Thankfully, Sam's experience with mindfucks is generally lower than a good half the members of the Fleet, and while he's definitely weirded out by seeing another version of himself, he doesn't leap to the conclusion that Sam's a threat. The way his shirt ripples is weird, but Sam misses most of that from his vantage point. Instead, he catches his muscles tensing in a way that's all too familiar. Sam straightens up and holds his hands out to show that they're empty. When he speaks again, it's with a deliberately calm and relaxed tone, the edge of surprise gone.]

Guessin' this is as weird for you as it is for me, huh?

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Space Bar

[personal profile] hollowvictor 2018-04-17 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[He still didn't like any of this. He didn't trust it either, but so far everyone had been telling the truth, nothing had outright tried to kill him. So, if this was a reality show, it was a fairly tame one. Minus blowing up planets, supposedly.

If it even was a show. That justice-guy had said the person he'd talked to before hadn't heard any cameras. But there wasn't much more he could do with that information until he figured out how to get through these ship's firewalls and maybe access whatever feed there was.

Really, sitting in the bar of all places, in a booth in sight of the door and, consequently, in sight of that Capitol-esque Malum bar, wasn't the best choice for his nerves or the panic that still settled in his gut. But he knew all too-well that people talked more freely with more drink and, so far, no one seemed to be trying to hide their conversations, so the best place to listen in and gather intel would be here.

He sat alone in one of the booths, one of the pads of paper Kara gave him under his hand as he jotted notes and thoughts as they came to him, all in short hand so they couldn't be read over his shoulder by just anyone. Occasionally, one of the people working the bar would come by to ask if he wanted anything more than the water he clung to like a life raft, but he turned them down each time.

Movement by the door drew his eye as it did every time, the infiltrator part of him needing to know who was in the room at all times. Unlike the last times, however, he didn't immediately go back to his work. His gaze stuck, his stomach fluttering as his heart ached and dread overwhelmed him.

He knew there was a Sam Wilson around, one of the first things he did was figure out how to see who was and wasn't here. A quick brush through previous transmissions told him all he needed to know that the one here was Sam. His Sam, but not his Sam. He looked and sounded as Sam had back when he'd first met his partner, before the Capitol had tried to break him. It made his heart ache horribly, but he hadn't bothered reaching out. He wanted his Sam. The Sam who calmed at his touch and held him close and knew Bucky better than almost anyone else and had his back like they were one unit instead of two parts to a whole.

And yet, unmistakably, Sam Wilson walked through the Space Bar's door and Bucky wished he had a way to dash from the room unnoticed or simply turn invisible. There were so many things now, in person, that ached with familiarity in how the other man moved and held himself, the way he looked as he walked in the room, but Bucky had to tell himself it was in his head. He couldn't do now what he'd done with the Other Peggy and lose himself in useless hope.

No, any moment now, they'd see each other and Sam would come talk to him because he looked like Winter and knew his face and Bucky would have to look at him the whole time knowing his heart was wanting a man not in front of him.

He wished he could look away.]

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the garden;

[personal profile] uprightness 2018-04-19 11:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ some people might find it odd that captain america likes to garden but steve finds it both relaxing and productive. they had luck with the last couple of planets but one can never know when they'll be stuck eating nothing but protein gels on a cracker. at the very least, that way they get a supply of produce.

he is busy tending to small, purple tomatoes when sam comes in. he smiles. ]


didn't know you were on your way here. come to steal off my plants again?

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bishop

[personal profile] redatheart 2018-04-23 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Sayid doesn't manage to hear the jaunty tune that signals a new arrival, but he does come across Sam in his exploration of the hallways. In fact, he manages to come across him at just the right time to see his eyes flash red.

...Which is...interesting.

Sayid stops a good distance away, taking Sam in. He's not frightened or even cautious. Just...curious.]


Hello. You've just arrived?

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Iskaulit: Gym

[personal profile] universal_charm 2018-04-26 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ Kirk had taken to the gym quite a bit of late. The planet was far to depressing, and with the recent losses that had hit close to him - he had a lot of frustration to work out. It felt healthier, at least, than trying to work it out through drinking. He could handle more alcohol now, but he didn't want to start the habit, he was sure that Fenris wouldn't approve.

He walks in, looking over at Sam and nodding his head. It had been a long time ago, but he had spoken to him before - well, not this him. Another him. Another Sam, from another world with other experiences. Not the he could tell the difference right off. ]


It was Sam, right?

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garden;; arrives 70 years late to shake things up

[personal profile] reconstitution 2018-05-02 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't visit the gardens often, but it's nice every once in a while to get off the Heron, stretch his legs, and spend some time around the plants the fleet has grown. It's a lot bigger than it used to be as they continue to stop at various planets. Company isn't something he expects this early in the morning, though it's not unheard of. Comes with the territory of the fleet.

At first, he's going to offer a greeting to Sam, though something about the posture stops him. It's not his usual body language and can't help just giving him a once over, looking for signs of agitation. Doesn't take much to find it. Sam may be many things, but in the time he's known him, wears his emotions pretty plainly. Bucky's no stranger to duplicates, even welcomes it. His best friend was still himself from another timeline.

He approaches cautiously, purposefully shifting his feet so they make noise as he approaches Sam. ]


Hey.

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