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Twin Roses Mingle

Who: Twin Roses crew, visitors, stowaways, who knows!?
Broadcast: Nada
Action: Twin Roses of course!
When: All of August and what remains of July

[Since we last saw this crew in action it has been joined (or rejoined) by Yuri, Mikuno, Vision, and Wanda! Will there be growing pains? Drama? Intrigue? Tune in and see!]

(OOC: The Yaugur System until August 5. Drifting and then MYSTERY!)

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[It's one of those things that's fairly baffling to him, but then, he doesn't need to eat. On the one hand, weird texture and not-quite-right flavors. On the other hand, unlimited food with full nutritional value. Kurt had offhandedly mentioned how that much was a luxury compared to some times in his life. So he nods.]

There's no rush, of course. We're not going to run out of protein gel any time soon.

[Cake, on the other hand, is a valuable commodity.]

[Wanda smiles and takes another bite of the cake.]

I am not looking forward to running out of real food. It takes a lot of spices to make the protein gel taste like something normal.

[While she doesn't mind spicy food, she's really going to have to make an effort to find something more closely approximating common spices in Sokovian food than what they have. But noodles and cheese isn't bad at all.]

And maybe we can find more of these berries. They would be good in a pastry, I think. [She smiles again. That's a nice texture.] Have you ever tried one?

[He nods. This was something he heard about often, while he was a Captain.]

If we drift for particularly long, some of the algae in the kelp tank can be used as a rice-substitute carbohydrate, though I like to save it for special occasions as it's also a particularly efficient oxygen recycler. And we keep the freezer stocked as well as we can, between systems.

[He gets a faraway look in his eyes and leans back, smiling.]

A pastry? I have. I was in New York City to check up on one of Mr. Stark's pet projects, and Natasha had me pick up a dozen from a bakery she knew to bring it back to the facility. It was flaky and creamy, and one of the first times I actually tried to eat something.

[Wanda smiles warmly. She has a lot of fond pastry-related memories - they're very popular in Sokovian cuisine.]

I love pastries. Pietro and I used to share them when we could.

[And when they were still kids, the first time she'd baked them, the twins had eaten themselves almost-sick in Wanda's case and actually-sick in Pietro's.]

It will be like old times.

[It still hurts (it always will), but there's enough physical and temporal distance that it doesn't hurt so much to share moments like that with someone else.]

[That she's willing to share it with a smile, even a sad smile, is better than keeping it locked up inside to fester.]

Have you taken stock of the kitchen? I realize much of the ingredients in there are artificial food substitutes, but if your recipes can adjust to what we have, it's easier to make a list of what you'd need once we have a chance to resupply. They may not always be an exact match - the blue carrots from the last system come to mind - but we may still be able to come up with something that works.

[He blinks as he realizes they're almost out of cake. Too bad, this has been a fun little experiment.]

I don't want to experiment much until we have another source of supplies. It might not work very well the first several times.

[She smiles sheepishly - there's the history of food insecurity rearing its head. It's her first drift, after all. Wanda has no idea what to expect.

But this has been a fun outing and she really hopes they can do it again soon. It's such a shame that the cake is almost gone.]

I think we have one more bite left...

[That's a good answer, and he nods. The Vision doesn't need to eat, but he does constantly worry about ship supplies. It's one of the main reasons he'd established the garden, as former Captain.] It likely won't, especially baking. But you are of course more than welcome to use my ration for your experiments.

[He gathers it up onto his fork solemnly.] Shall we, then?

[And he closes his eyes after taking the bite to savor the flavor, and moreover the generosity of the person sharing it with him. Perfect.]

[Wanda tries to eat the last bite as slowly as possible, drawing out the taste as long as she can for Vision's sake. It's good...but so is the joy that comes from sharing it with another person.

She leans back in the booth after setting her fork down, smiling and content. He can likely feel it - the connection lingers since they still have tea left.]

I'm glad we tried this. It was fun.

Yes, it was.

[He transfers a few credits over to the restaurant to pay the bill, not bothering with the communicator as this sort of thing is well within the scope of his natural abilities.]

I'd be happy to try it again, any time you'd like.

[Eventually the tea runs out, and when it's time to leave the Vision offers Wanda his hand again, because...because he likes holding her hand, and he doesn't need more of a reason than that, does he?]

Me too.

[Wanda grins and takes Vision's hand without skipping a beat. She just likes the contact, and she's also not fully ready to let their outing end. Hopefully 'next time' will be really soon.

A content heaviness settles on her as they walk, and when they do make it back to the shuttle she sits down with a sigh and an airy laugh.]

I think I need a nap.

[He smiles back at her fondly as he sets up the autopilot and then joins her at an adjacent passenger seat.]

We're only a few minutes away from the ship, but I'll keep track of the systems if you'd like to close your eyes.

[They did do rather a lot of walking around, so it's not surprising she's tired.]

[Something about the way he looks at her makes Wanda's cheeks heat up and she quickly glances away. Still, when Vision sits beside her, she thinks nothing of closing her eyes and leaning onto his shoulder. He's warm, his shoulder is much more comfortable than the headrest, and space is terribly cold.

(And if Wanda's being honest, she really misses their casual psychic intimacy.)]

I wouldn't know what to do with them anyway. [Wanda's eyes remain closed, and before long her feelings of safety and comfort allow her to drift into a light nap at record speed.]

[He certainly doesn't object, because it's good to know she's still so comfortable around him that she'll let down her guard like that. Hoping she won't mind too much, he leans his head against hers lightly and lets himself relax as well.

One problem, though. When they dock back at the Twin Roses, the movement and clunking noise don't wake her up. Hopefully a soft voice will do the trick?]

Er, Wanda? Are you asleep?

[She doesn't mind at all, actually. Something in her subconscious mind relaxes and lets her drift deeper into more restful sleep.

Wanda doesn't react when they dock, only when Vision says her name. She murmurs something incoherent, turning her face further into him, but doesn't otherwise stir.]

[Well, this is a dilemma. On the one hand, he really ought to nudge her awake so they can get back on the ship. On the other, he's really not sure if going back to his own room, alone, will be as restful as sitting here with Wanda asleep on him. He ponders the wisdom of texting Kitty to come in and help but decides against it. No, no, he should be good and wake her up himself.

In a few minutes, anyway.

The Vision sighs and closes his eyes, focusing on Wanda's warmth and comfort for a little while, but after about five minutes when it's clear she isn't waking up on her own, he reaches over to give her shoulder a gentle squeeze.]

We're back at the ship now, Wanda.

Mmmm..?

[It's the squeeze that finally urges her back to the waking world. Wanda blinks sleepily and glances around-- oh.

Nothing's wrong, they're just back, and she really did manage to fall asleep that quickly. She'd just felt so safe and warm...but if anyone was going to have that effect on her, it would be Vision. Her subconscious mind has associated with him with safety since he saved her.]

I didn't hear anything. Maybe I was more tired than I thought.

[That's because the sounds were like...ten minutes ago. But he smiles at her, looking only very slightly embarrassed.]

It has been a long day. But I wouldn't want you to develop a crick in your neck.

[The rest of it? He would have been fine.]

[Wanda sits up and stretches. She's still tired and should probably go take a nap in a real bed, but something in her feels oddly sated anyway.]

Thank you for showing me around. I had fun.

[And because it feels like the right and natural thing to do, she leans over to hug him.]

[With a very conscious effort, he doesn't hug her any longer than a proper friends-saying-bye-for-now hug. Still, he can't help the smile on his face or the warmth in his voice.]

It was my pleasure, truly.

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