Action + Video | Captain on the bridge. Sort of...

[brooklyn_boy]

Who: Steve and you!

Broadcast: Video, yes: Fleetwide

Action: SS Bishop
When: Yesterday, after arrival

ACTION:
Steve has just about managed to acquaint himself with the strange, new idea that he is now in space when the next curve is thrown his way. One second he's standing in a hallway, just about to walk up and ask someone if they have any idea what he's doing here. The next, he's...on a bridge. With confetti? And are those pudding cups? What the Hell is going on? He blinks around, his first instinct to always look and see if there is some sort of fight about to happen. Hands are in fists and he really wishes his shield was somewhere around here. But he dropped that in the dirt a few months ago, so fat chance.

Steve will stand down slowly, once no one attacks him right off the bat. Sadly, he's been in this position before; in a strange place and time, not knowing why or how. His thoughts are back on Earth and with the friends he's broken out of their floating prison and now, seemingly, abandoned. Maybe there is a way out of here. Or, maybe, he's needed here more? Hopefully someone is going to be able to talk him through it all.


VIDEO:

Many hours later, Steve sends out a broadcast, finally understanding how and wanting to reach out to anyone else that might be here. Anyone else he might know.

"Uh. Hey. My name is Steve Rogers. Hopefully I'm doing this right and you can all see and hear me. I just arrived about..." He looks down at something and then scrubs a hand over his face as though in disbelief. "Two days ago. A lot got packed into those days, it seems. But I'm sure you all know how that feels."

Steve pauses, shifting a bit before getting closer to the camera, face serious. "I've met some people here so I know that what happened to me has happened to a lot of other good people. I have questions and a lot of things I want to look into. But first, I want to know who else is out there. Who else might have the same questions I do and who wants to start getting some answers."

He moves back and tries to smile. "Or who maybe just wants to talk? Anything. So, yeah. Thanks. How do I....um. Is it this butt-"

Video cuts off abruptly.

Comments

[ video ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki is Too Tired for this. ]

That is very vague. I thought you were a public speaker, Captain.

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve never thought he'd be happy to see this guy again]

Loki! Well, yeah. Of course it's vague. Do you know who monitors all these channels?

video;

[seeingscarlet]

Steve!

[The feed shows a smiling, if tired-looking Wanda. She really is happy to see him, even if There's no trace of that distant, haunted look she'd had in the Raft or any injuries.]

I've been here for a few months. What do you want to know?

[brooklyn_boy]

Wanda!

[Okay, he's glad to see her but, geez. Who is left on Earth? Was everyone taken?]

I have about a dozen new ones now that I see you. But I'm glad all the same. [But...wait a minute...] You've been here a few months? I just saw you! Like a week ago?

video

[outstandingbalance]

Steve. It's been months since he left, and clearly he doesn't remember his time here before. Either that, or he's a different Steve. Either seems possible, and the technical difference doesn't make a whole lot of difference right at this moment. First Barnes, now Steve...

This is less complicated, though. Whatever the circumstances, there's a sense of relief seeing his face. It's a short list of people Natasha trusts to have her back, and Steve is near the top of it.

She opens a feed.

"Smooth entrance." Wry, but warm. Maybe a little sad. There's a lot here. "I don't have all the answers you're looking for, but... well, I might know a thing or two. I could come by to catch you up?"

[brooklyn_boy]

Nat. Wanda. Loki. God, who else was here? Steve's face is an odd mix of relieved and concerned as he looks over her like the last oasis in a desert. Nat and he had each other's back. When it came down to the wire, she chose him and Bucky and had helped them both escape. Steve owes her. He owes her a Hell of a lot and now he's going to just ask for more.

hank God they were friends.

"Nat," he breathes out, almost gripping the screen with how badly he wants something to make sense here. "If anyone's gonna know something, it would be you. Yeah, come on over. I'm on the..." He can't remember so he looks around and finds something with the name. "SS Bishop. Whenever you have time. I even have some leftover pudding cups."

[Action]

[tiedonastring]

[Hux had been standing on the bridge when he noted the other man approaching. He had been lost in his own thoughts and seemed too at home standing there observing. While he was no longer a general as he was back home or the captain of this ship, old habits were hard to stop.

As First Mate he made it more of a routine to be on the bridge and check to see how things were operating when he wasn't doing his engineering duties.

He didn't recognize him as one of their regular members. He assumed that he was either visiting the ship or was new. Didn't they just receive a new member after all? The lost look also supported idea he was new.]

You appear lost, do you need help with anything?

Re: [Action]

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve looked over at the man, straightening himself up as he immediately recognized the military look on someone else. Strangely enough, this was comforting to him, in its own way. He knew how to talk to command and this guy had the look of command. While he was still lost and confused, it was easy to fall in line]

I think I was just sent to this ship, sir.

[Maybe the 'sir' was overkill but this seemed like a ship of some sort. That meant there was a captain which, for once, wasn't him by default. He could make a fool of himself and err on the side of formality]

My name is Steven Rogers. From...Earth?

[He wasn't sure if 'Earth' was a forgone conclusion or not, yet. Probably not.]

[theladyofwinterfell]

Sansa recognizes when someone is new to the Fleet even before they provide the obvious; she knows the faces, the words of those who regularly broadcast. This man is quite new to them and based on his broadcast, he's not quite certain how the video works. Is he from a place more like Westeros, then, without such technology? Only one way to find out.

"I've been here long enough that I hope I could answer some questions rather than have questions of my own. I'm Lady Sansa Stark."

[brooklyn_boy]

Lady Sansa. Steve straightens up a little and gives her a polite smile. Lady means royalty which... Either meant she was from one of the few countries that still had royal families or she wasn't from Earth. But that probably wasn't a polite question to start with.

"Hello, Lady Sansa," he even bows his head a little because he's Steve and he's polite but always in very awkward ways. "I've been talking to a few people already but I'm afraid that's only making all of this seem stranger."

He remembers what Loki had done earlier and what he'd failed to do in other chats. "Hold on..." He flickers for a minute as he shifts to a channel that's not monitored and manages to not disconnect. He's learning. "There. How long have you been here, Lady Sansa?"

Video

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[If Steve answers his communicator a few moments after he hangs up on himself, he'll get Red Robin in his cowl via video]

Hello Steve Rogers. I'm Red Robin. Welcome to Driftfleet.

I'm full of more questions than answers but am definitely seeking more. If you want to ask anything I'll answer what I can and we can try and find answers for the rest.

I've been on this SS Goldstone for about a month now so there's not a lot I can tell you but that button is definitely the one that hangs up the call.

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve has to immediately hold back his association with the Red Robin burger joint. The guy looks like a superhero though which comforts Steve. He's never heard of the Red Robin but a masked hero is always a welcome sight.]

Hi, Red Robin. Let me just... [He tries to switch the channel and hangs up. When he calls back it's on the unmonitored channel he feels more comfortable on] Sorry. I just got used to the tech in the 21st century and now I have a whole new batch to figure out.

What sort of things are you seeking out? So far I've learned people are pulled out of their timelines and dragged here, unable to go home. Now, I don't accept that. Not at all.

Do you know anything about it?

video.

[rebuildyourruins]

[He only checks the network out of a restlessness in need of distraction, and finds-- Steve. Steve, on the broadcast, acting as though this is his first time in this place. Thor knows of course that this sort of thing happens. It had happened to Loki, and it had happened with Barnes too. It's just been so long and he wasn't anticipating this... on top of everything else.

Something in his heart sinks as well because he can already tell Steve is from longer ago than he is. That's a good thing, ultimately. It just makes this far more complicated.

When Thor calls through Steve might have trouble recognising him for a second or two. His hair's hacked short, one of his eyes brown instead of blue. Some new scar lines frame that same eye and his overall demeanour is -- weary. Even so, Thor chuckles briefly, glad to see Steve despite it all.]

Rogers. Any question you have I'd be glad to answer. You just won't like some of them.

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve hasn't seen Thor in awhile, but he had a mental image of him. The long hair and the smiling face. This looks nothing like the Thor he once knew. It takes the air out of his lungs at just how tired he looks]

What happened? Did... something happen to your eye?

[All of Steve's questions are gone as he slides closer to the screen as though he'll be able to see better that way]

Thor. Was it...here, or...

[He doesn't know which would be better.]

[ action ]

[tough_love]

[When she does make her way back to the ship, she does set about seeking out the new name. With luck, that fight-or-flight impulse of his has had time to settle by the time she found him. Especially since he'd hear her coming well before actually seeing her, given the thudding footsteps that tended to bounce around the corridors whenever she moved around.

Whether or not Steve would put his guard back up when he saw a giant four-armed alien marching about in armor was probably the sort of thing more enterprising individuals would take wagers on. For her part, she at least tried to make sure to appear as non-threatening as reasonably possible, and made sure all four hands were plainly visible. And since leaving her warhammer behind wasn't an option, she at least made sure to keep it lowered and at her side.]

As the ship does not appear damaged, I trust you are settling in well enough?

[He looked... very similar to someone who had already been in the fleet when she first arrived. Uncannily so. But as she'd never bothered to talk to the man, she wasn't about to make a snap judgment. If he'd been here before- and remembered- he'd likely tell her as much. If he hadn't, she could leave it to someone else to deal with the strange twin-from-another-time situation.]

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve heard the footsteps and had a stray thought about the Hulk. But no, those were too light for him. And Steve had never heard the steps so measured from that being. So he turned, not sure what to expect. But somehow, even with zero expectations, he was still stunned.

The person before him was huge. Had four arms and four eyes (even though one was covered). They were armed. Armored. Steve braced up his spine, wondering if this was friend or foe. but then she spoke and it was clear.

This was a shipmate. Likely another solider if the armor said anything. Steve kept his posture straight but scrubbed the shocked look off his face]

Oh! Yeah. Yes, ma'am. I'm not damaging anything. I was just sent here a little bit ago. Steve Rogers. Captain Steve Rogers.

[He moved to hold out his hand and then paused. For a second he looked like he might hold out both hands but then scrapped that and returned to the one]

video;

[rheecon]

Yeah. That was the button.

[ He smiles there, not at all unkindly. ]

It all takes some getting used to. You doing all right so far?

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve smiles right back, tired]

Waking up somewhere new and strange is something of a hobby for me. I'm gonna get by. Thanks for checking, Mister...

text

[becomebetter]

Arrived not long ago myself.
You want the shorthand of what they've told me?

[brooklyn_boy]

Yes. Very much so, thank you!

video;;

[postocular]

Hey, Steve. Well, there's a lot out there, honestly. I've been here a long time, and we've never gone to the same place twice.

[brooklyn_boy]

What kind of places have you gone to? Do you know where we're headed now? We don't have a pilot so I think we're just following along.

action

[ginger_firebird]

[New crew mate, meet your resident therapist. Mantis can practically smell the military training, but he isn't about to test the theory by being a complete creep. Everyone reacts to that basic training a little different.]

What's your augment? Mine is personnel support. They gave me a little office on the ship to work out of.

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve looks over at him a little uncertainly but then smiles all the same]

Security. Makes sense because that's pretty much what I've been doing the last few years. Fighting and all of that...

Personnel support. Like...counseling?

about a week later, video;

[unbearablynaive]

[Someone's been in an Atroma-induced coma, or he would have said something sooner. As it is, once he's awakened and got a rundown of the current situation, the Vision sends a message right away. His tone is a wee bit hesitant - he hasn't been able to determine if this is a Steve from before or after Germany, and whether or not any hard feelings linger because of it.]

Captain Rogers. My apologies for not contacting you earlier, but I was indisposed. Are you well?

[brooklyn_boy]

[The Vision. Steve is uncertain how to deal with this call since the last time they saw each other, they were on opposite sides of a battle. But then again, so had he and Loki. And Steve had no way of knowing when this Vision was taken from.

He decides to smile, cautiously, waving a hand to dismiss the apology]

No problem. Wanda already caught up with me and came over to eat. But it is good to see you well.

I'm...settling in. Best as I can, I guess. Not like I have options, yet.