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

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.

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Yeah...

[He doesn't feel lucky but he knows he is. He has a lot of friends here. Instant allies he can depend upon. That's a blessing if there ever was one.]

Those don't really taste like pudding. [Shocker, of course.

Steve watches the confetti spin around his hand, curiously]

You have powers, huh? I have a friend. Wanda. Similar talent to that.

Nothing tastes like how it should in this place. Not even the food you can buy on different planets.

[Mantis picks up a pudding cup and lifts his mask up slightly to sniff it.]

You have psychics where you come from? They're a bit rare in mine.

[Wait. Huh?]

A bit rare? I think you know Russia a little different than I do. I mean. I've heard of psychics but...usually just in the sense of experiments causing powers. Or...I did hear something about mutations that could cause it too...but only secondhand.

Apples and oranges. [He puts down the sad excuse of a pudding.] People who have to be tortured into using some excuse for psychokinesis or telepathy are nothing compared to the naturals. Myself and a few others in the past were the real thing.

Is that what the mask is for? Something related to psychokinesis?

[It's probably impolite to ask but Steve has been burning to know since their introduction and this is as good an opening as any.]

No, but you're close. [Mantis turns more to look at Steve.] What's your Earth like? I keep hoping I'll find someone from mine.

It's...normal by my standards. We have superheros. Some have powers and abilities. Some are just very good at what they do. A lot of them are here, actually. You'll meet them, I'm sure.

Definitely not from mine. [There's a sigh in his voice.] Superheroes. Those exist in comic books on my world. The "heroes" on my world are more ordinary.

[Steve tilts his head, suddenly interested]

Tell me about them? The heroes from your world? Surely they're not all that ordinary if you give them a title like that.

Soldiers, usually. I ended up here when an up and coming heroic type was sent to stop my team from trying to destroy the world. [His shoulders tense up a little, but his tone keeps level.] He was doing what he felt was right and what his government told him to.

[Steve is confused and it shows]

Sent to...stop you from destroying the world?

It was our Commanding Officer's idea. I didn't believe in it, but this was a rare occasion where loyalty came before my own opinions. [It's nice seeing someone being caught off guard by his past for a change. Mantis smiles just a little behind the mask.] We are not all nice people in this Fleet, but some of us can do a good job of being civil. There's nothing here that is worth the trouble I would get into.

[Steve's whole face shutters as he takes in the knowledge that there were villians on board this ship with him. People who, like HYDRA, would destroy worlds and people because of how they were ordered.

His eyes go steely and severe as he stiffens his spine and frowns]

I see. Well. I will warn you that it's my job to stop you, should you find anything here that is worth it.

Too late. Mine ended- [He taps a finger on several points on his chest.] In gunfire.

[Nothing on his face particularly changes]

I can imagine. I've come to know that people generally defend against things they love being destroyed. Planets especially.

I never wanted a planet. Anything I ever wanted is dead or literal light years away on Earth. My Earth. [There's a brief pause.] I barely have anything here.

[Steve's eyes stop their narrowing but he doesn't drop his guard in the slightest]

I know how that feels. Losing everything you've known. But what I said stands; we're on the same ship but I won't let anyone get hurt. Not unless they meant to hurt first.

[Mantis sighs and shakes his head.]

Then you can imagine how tired I'm getting. [He nods.] That's what I've done so far. Cannibals and criminals.

There a lot of those, here?

No. I wish there were, but there are too many civilians here for that to be a good thing.

[Steve doesn't know what to make of that nor what to make of Mantis]

Right. Of course.

Well. It was good to meet you, sir.

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