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driftfleet2019-01-05 11:34 am
rebuildyourruins) wrote in driftfleet2019-01-05 11:34 am
Entry tags:
- haggar,
- loki,
- lup,
- taako,
- thor odinson
action and video.
Who: Thor + you
Broadcast: yes, video
Action: First Breath and Blue Fish
When: January 3rd - 4th
closed to Natasha.
[It takes some time for Thor to calm down enough from the shock of his memories to even think about what to do next. He had effectively chosen one thing of importance - Loki - and firmly shoved everything else to the side for hours. To take stock of the rest of it, look his own glaring mistakes in the face, was too much for him at the outset. But Thor isn't selfish at heart. There's only so long he can take focusing on himself before his mind turns to others.
He has to review what he knows from those last shattering moments on Earth with a grim objectivity before he gets in touch with the others. Once he does, it's easy enough to put together some of the pieces from his conversations with Natasha and know she's the one to call.
Not call exactly, but text.]
Can you meet me in the Space Bar?
[He briefly considers saying something else, bracing her for what he wants. There's no way he can think of to put that into text, though, so he doesn't. Once it's sent, he heads over to the Iskaulit to wait.]
action - first breath.
[Thor hadn't exactly been subtle when he came hurtling through the First Breath the night before, running straight through the ship in full battle armor before shutting himself in Loki's room. And that's where he stayed for a long time.
He does eventually come out though, rubbing tiredly at his face and heading into the kitchen. Thor's been here enough times to know where everything is. After a few moments of staring blankly at the countertops and cupboards, unreality threatening to unmoor him, he shakes himself and smacks the coffee pot onto the stove.
He'll be there for a while, drinking coffee at the bench and gazing vaguely at some fixed point on the wall. Still in full cape and mail sleeves. The bone-deep exhaustion in his face might have something to do with it.]
action - blue fish.
[Thor returns to his own ship during the day, knowing abstractly that the Fleet is due to depart this world soon. In the past he would prepare for this, restocking the food supplies and ensuring everything in the armory was locked back into place and accounted for. That was when the ship had more crew, and he hadn't yet become captain. Still, it needed to be done. Regardless of how unworthy he feels when he enters his own bedroom and sees the captain's bed in there.
Thor can be found stacking up crates in the cargo bay, checking through the fridges and freezers, and doing systems checks. Later on, he opts to sit on the top of the ship, watching the snow fall in silence.]
video.
[It's not the sudden reappearance of the short, jagged hair Thor used to sport or the incongruous brown eye where his eyepatch usually is that most dominates Thor's face when the video switches on. It's the weariness etched in hard lines all over him. There's no mistaking it, regardless of his otherwise composed demeanour. He merely nods at the camera before he starts, gruffer than usual.]
For those who knew her, Riona Cousland Theirin has left the Fleet. She was here for over three years, so I know she will be missed by many of us.
[There's a pause as though he might say more, but decides against it.]
The captaincy of the Blue Fish has fallen to me in her place. If you have any questions about that, you can bring them to me. [Thor shuts his eyes briefly, shaking his head.] Or... anything else.
[No doubt there might be some. He switches off the feed.]
Broadcast: yes, video
Action: First Breath and Blue Fish
When: January 3rd - 4th
closed to Natasha.
[It takes some time for Thor to calm down enough from the shock of his memories to even think about what to do next. He had effectively chosen one thing of importance - Loki - and firmly shoved everything else to the side for hours. To take stock of the rest of it, look his own glaring mistakes in the face, was too much for him at the outset. But Thor isn't selfish at heart. There's only so long he can take focusing on himself before his mind turns to others.
He has to review what he knows from those last shattering moments on Earth with a grim objectivity before he gets in touch with the others. Once he does, it's easy enough to put together some of the pieces from his conversations with Natasha and know she's the one to call.
Not call exactly, but text.]
Can you meet me in the Space Bar?
[He briefly considers saying something else, bracing her for what he wants. There's no way he can think of to put that into text, though, so he doesn't. Once it's sent, he heads over to the Iskaulit to wait.]
action - first breath.
[Thor hadn't exactly been subtle when he came hurtling through the First Breath the night before, running straight through the ship in full battle armor before shutting himself in Loki's room. And that's where he stayed for a long time.
He does eventually come out though, rubbing tiredly at his face and heading into the kitchen. Thor's been here enough times to know where everything is. After a few moments of staring blankly at the countertops and cupboards, unreality threatening to unmoor him, he shakes himself and smacks the coffee pot onto the stove.
He'll be there for a while, drinking coffee at the bench and gazing vaguely at some fixed point on the wall. Still in full cape and mail sleeves. The bone-deep exhaustion in his face might have something to do with it.]
action - blue fish.
[Thor returns to his own ship during the day, knowing abstractly that the Fleet is due to depart this world soon. In the past he would prepare for this, restocking the food supplies and ensuring everything in the armory was locked back into place and accounted for. That was when the ship had more crew, and he hadn't yet become captain. Still, it needed to be done. Regardless of how unworthy he feels when he enters his own bedroom and sees the captain's bed in there.
Thor can be found stacking up crates in the cargo bay, checking through the fridges and freezers, and doing systems checks. Later on, he opts to sit on the top of the ship, watching the snow fall in silence.]
video.
[It's not the sudden reappearance of the short, jagged hair Thor used to sport or the incongruous brown eye where his eyepatch usually is that most dominates Thor's face when the video switches on. It's the weariness etched in hard lines all over him. There's no mistaking it, regardless of his otherwise composed demeanour. He merely nods at the camera before he starts, gruffer than usual.]
For those who knew her, Riona Cousland Theirin has left the Fleet. She was here for over three years, so I know she will be missed by many of us.
[There's a pause as though he might say more, but decides against it.]
The captaincy of the Blue Fish has fallen to me in her place. If you have any questions about that, you can bring them to me. [Thor shuts his eyes briefly, shaking his head.] Or... anything else.
[No doubt there might be some. He switches off the feed.]
no subject
I can conjure something else or fetch it for you. [gently] It's important to take breaks.
[He nods at the question.]
That's correct. My name is Belthazar. I actually used to be on this ship but then I went home for a while. It's difficult to say 'a while' considering it doesn't feel like any time has passed, but that's the truth of it. I was here when Sokka was captain.
I cooked a king's feast for him and Allen every day, so don't be embarrassed about your appetite.
[Thor's a big beefy-looking dude. He's not a skinny seven stone wizard, so Belth just assumes he's gonna eat like a warrior.]
no subject
I had some coffee earlier, so I'm all right. This is the last of the supplies I had to bring on board.
[He's nodding along to the description only to feel a pang when Sokka's name comes up. He can't help the flicker of melancholy in his expression as he sighs.]
He was captain for a good while, wasn't he? He was still so when I first arrived. [And now, through the chain of circumstance, it's Thor. Peering at Belthazar, he has to wonder at his claim. 'A king's feast', hm? His lips quirk again.] Well, that is quite a claim. I take it you mean in size?
no subject
He was. And he was a good captain, too. [He nods to the question and holds out his hands to indicate A Lot Of Food.] He could eat his weight in meat alone and still have room, but of course I made sure he ate better than that.
no subject
[It had been something in common between Thor and Sokka. He does miss the other man a fair bit.]
Mine is similar. It is easier to keep the supplies these days though, given the size of the ship. It was probably harder when you were last here if there were still full rooms.
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We all did our share of gathering so it wasn't terribly difficult most of the time. I became skilled at packing and labeling frozen food. Plus, I know a few ways to make supplies stretch when they are scarce.
I can also conjure food and ingredients in a pinch, but I prefer not to lean on that unless I'm making something special. It tends to disappear after a few hours.
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[It made separating goods easier too, designated freezers for meat and for other things. It feels like it was a long time ago, even though Thor knows it was only weeks.
Thor raises his eyebrows at the mention of magical cooking.]
Oh, you're like Taako then. He does the same thing.
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[There's a definite brightness to his expression as Thor mentions that name.]
Yes! I mean, sort of. Our magic comes from different places, as we're from different worlds, but Taako was the first person I've ever met who cooks like I do. And he's very good. I venture he has a few decades on me, so I'm not surprised, but-- oh, sorry, I'm rambling again.
Will you be here for dinner? I was going to roast some of... whatever bird they had at the market.
no subject
It leaves him staring blankly at Belthazar for a moment until he realises that yes, the boy is done talking. And he'd asked a question.]
Oh, I... hadn't thought about it yet.
[Part of him itches to get back to the First Breath, to check on Loki. There are still things to do on the Blue Fish however, and he's not sure how long it will take.]
no subject
Don't worry about it, then. There will always be leftovers.
[He glances at the freezers.]
I can try to finish things here if you need a break. You seem distracted.
no subject
[That is an extremely charitable way of putting it. He doesn't want Belthazar to think it's anything he's done, however.]
If you're making dinner I will stay for it. I will just have to leave afterwards.
no subject
Say no more. I know how disorienting that can be... and how distressing, too.
[Thor might be a huge dude but something about him is just... infallibly gentle, like a dog carefully carrying an egg in its mouth.]
I hope dinner doesn't disappoint, then. [He's sure it won't.]
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It's one of my least favourite things about this place.
[Shaking his head, he waves a hand.]
I'm sure it won't. It would have to be better than my own cooking.