Action | Who needs a gosh dang drink??

[brooklyn_boy]

Who: Steve and everyone else who just needs to get drunk. One closed to existing CR
Broadcast: No
Action: The Iskaulit/Space Bar
When: Post Calibrations/Bombing the eff out of Marsiva


[OPEN]

Tony would probably be proud of Steve, if he were able to see him right now. He'd slap his back and welcome him back to the world of inebriation while ordering shots for everyone in the bar to commemorate the day. As it is, though, Tony isn't here and, without him, there's not a damn person who would feel proud in this entire bar. That's part of it's charm.

Steve sighs and swallows his fourth drink. It's strong and alien and somehow enough to give him a strong buzz but not enough to really get him drunk. Not yet, at least. But he's not a quitter, so bottom's up! He hisses a little at the burn of it and feels, not for the first time, like he was being a coward. He saw some stuff in those rooms, sure. But other people had it so much worse. Saw so much more. He should really be thankful, actually.

But he's not. And this is a 30's approved way of getting over trauma. There were worse ways of coping, he was sure. So for now he's just going to stay in his seat and keep ordering drinks until that elusive drunken state hits him once more.

Should only take another hour or three.


[CLOSED TO EXISTING CR]

No one could blame Steve for starting. He'd messaged his friends about fifteen minutes ago, telling them to meet him at the bar for some drinks. But just sitting here, waiting? It was done better with a drink in hand to look social, at least. And it's not like that one is going to be his last. No, after Calibrations he can imagine himself coming over here quite often. He can imagine all of them coming here quite often, in fact. But maybe tonight (today? Space was hard to judge) would help take some of the sting off. Or at least some of the awkwardness. 

But it wasn't as though they <i>chose</i> to share all of that. Loki, Steve is sure, would have preferred to keep his death to himself. And Thor? I am sure half of those memories were things he'd rather not have replayed over and over again. And <i>Hux</i>. God... That was just what Steve knew of. Who knew what other people had put his friends through? What they'd been through themselves? 

Steve preemptively orders another drink for whoever shows up first. Whoever it was, he's sure they won't say no. Not now. 

First round is on him.

Comments

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki used to be a bartender for the bar. part time at least. it was something to do in his spare time before he became captain and then he devoted his time to his ship. as much as loki enjoys a party, drinks and finer things, he does not indulge too much, leery of the kind of behavior that happens in bars and taverns. he's had enough of those, thank you very much.

still he accepts the invite with good grace, clicking his tongue as he slides onto the seat. ]

Drinking already? Shame on you.

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve raises an eyebrow and a grin to Loki as he sits down.]

Shame on me? I got you a drink, too. You could start with 'thank you'.

[He leans back, smile fading but still there and still warm.] How are you doing? Still watching Lilo and Stitch? [He can't talk. He stole Snow White.]

[dothelokimotion]

I would be pleased if your taste was questionable from the start.

[ snow white over lilo and stitch? please. ]

As for myself, I'm well enough.

[ loki is more concerned over thor. as for him, well, it's only death number three. no big deal. ]

[stillgotmyleftarm]

[Bucky definitely needs a drink.

And if the hair on the back of his neck stands up a little when he spots the back of Steve's head... well, a drink or ten will probably help him forget about it.

So maybe he slides a little more heavily onto the stool next to Steve than he means, but hey, there's a drink right here, and he's appropriating it.]

You're sitting up straight this time, huh?

[brooklyn_boy]

You keep that up and you can get your own drinks.

[Like he means that. Steve shakes his head, remembering their first meeting and how terrible it had been. But, also, sort of perfect. He nudges his shoulder into Bucky's and raises his glass for a toast.]

To my healed nose?

[outstandingbalance]

"Didn't think I took that long," Natasha says wryly. She's not going to judge him for it, but she will tease him a little. "Though I guess there's no reason you shouldn't get a head start. Give the rest of us a chance?"

Because if anyone without Steve's enhancements tried to keep up with him, they'd be tapping out or passing out before Steve even felt.

"Don't mind if I join a little late, do you...?"

[brooklyn_boy]

"You? I never mind, Nat." He pushes the drink over, grinning. He remembers the time in Calibrations and the talk of dancing. Invasive though that whole thing had been, the time he spent with Nat had been strangely comfortable.

"How are you doing?" His room wasn't the only one she visited, surely. "Watch movies with anyone else?"

space bar

[universal_charm]

Once you've been in the Fleet long enough, the number of distractions seems really quite limited. Or, at the least, the number of coping mechanisms. After everything, after the whole past damn month, a drink did seem like an appropriate way to handle things, and nothing in his personal stash had seemed appetizing.

So here he was, spotting someone who looked familiar, in a vague way. He had spoken, on and off, to the Steve of before, but never really been friends with him. But no matter who it was or when they might be from, that was surely an aggressive way to be tossing back drinks.

"Hopefully this seat's not taken," he said, coming up to slide into the space beside Steve.

[brooklyn_boy]

Steve was buzzed but not buzzed enough to not turn and take an assessment of the person next to him. The Fleet had all sorts, he'd found out. Just because he couldn't die here didn't mean he could get sloppy with his guard. But the blonde man seemed genuine enough for Steve to just nod at him and offer not quite a smile but something in that vicinity.

"No. No, it's just me."

He felt like he was tipping a little so Steve leaned over in the other direction to compensate for it. It made it look as though he were appraising this man archly. If only he knew Steve sober.

"Drinking off Calibrations too?"

[passingthrough]

[Kitty is a little surprised when she gets the invite from Steve. She wasn't even sure if he'd remember her from their meeting in his mind or dream or however all that works, but she's pleased that he does. Partially so she doesn't have to meet him again, but also that he wants to see her again. She's missed Steve and she doesn't want to put that on this Steve or the other Steve for that matter, but she has. And it's nice to have another chance at things.]

You remembered. [She can't help but to smile when she finds him at the bar and takes the open seat next to him.] You know, you look a little different. Part your hair on the other side? [Gain giant muscles and several inches of height again?

Maybe she should be more bothered by calibrations herself. There were precious few good memories of hers going out to the general populace and many of those were tainted with sad too because they were of people who are gone now. And yet, she's just not. She's happy to be off the Marsiva and she's just been through worse. It is her second calibration, but this place is merciful compared to her last abduction. They really liked screwing with your mind and emotions.]

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve did remember her and, frankly, he's glad to have some time now to get to know her properly. They seemed to have been friendly when he was here before so there was no reason he thought they wouldn't be again, now. Besides, Steve couldn't help but like her]

You're funny. [Yeah, he looks a little different. He shrugs though.]

Decided to see what all the fuss was about the gym. Turns out it's good for you!

[Open]

[sandywolf]

[Lyall doesn't drink to forget, because, well, because getting drunk isn't an option for him anymore, unfortunately, unless he goes for stuff that would kill most people.

That doesn't mean he hasn't tried before, after his first glitch which was pretty bad. But he knew then it was useless, and he is not feeling as bad now as he did then.

He sits at the bar and orders... tea. And spares a glance towards his neighbor.]

Pardon my intrusion, but that does not seem to helping overly much.

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve looks over and appraises the blonde stranger beside him. He hasn't seen him before but that means nothing in this strange place.

The fact that he orders tea at a bar strikes Steve as strange but not in a troubling way. His head tilts, interested and inebriated.]

It's not hurting.

[rebuildyourruins]

Thor's been busy. It tends to happen, when you're trapped on a ship for a while then given the opportunity to try blowing that ship up. After his spectacular showing against the Marsiva, he simply went back to the Blue Fish to get his captain's duties taken care of. It was easier than it would have been otherwise, now that he'd been able to vent his anger productively against a suitable target.

It's why when Thor shows up following Steve's message he actually seems calmer than he's been in weeks. Getting back to a kind of normality helped with that as well. He walks into the bar purposefully, giving it a brief look around before heading to where Steve is.

First, he slaps Steve on the back by way of greeting. "Glad to be off that stupid ship?" he asks, hopping onto the stool next to the other man. Whatever else is happening, Thor knows his mood is improved by not being there anymore.

[brooklyn_boy]

Thor looks pleased and that more than anything soothes the ruffled feathers he still has. Steve grins back and pats Thor lighter on the shoulder. He pushes the drink over and exhales in burst.

"Man, am I. Last time I was only on there for a day before I was put on my ship. Can't say I feel like I missed much."

Steve drinks a few sips, just enjoying the burn of something that actually feels like it might get him drunk. Or, barring that, maybe something that will dull the memories of all he's seen.

Speaking of:

"How are you doing, Thor? You look well..."

[unbearablynaive]

Though he's not one to gain any benefit of drinking alcohol, the Vision at least understands the point of getting drinks together, and is pleased to be invited. Besides, he needs to check up on the mural in the Iskaulit anyway, after it had come up more than once in his mindscape. but that can come later. First, see how Steve is holding up.

...Hopefully the bartenders won't get into a fight about him, but things have calmed down lately, so that shouldn't be an issue. Remy had taken poorly to the Vision firing on the Marsiva, but--well, the Vision can't get drunk, can he? Sometimes you just have to express your frustration in a different way.

"Something non-alcoholic will do well for me, thank you," he says as he slides into a seat. "Is everything well?"

[brooklyn_boy]

Non-alcoholic isn't really in the spirit of things but Steve isn't even sure Vision could get buzzed so a cup of tea it is. Steve flags someone down to order it and shrugs his shoulder at the question.

"Well is... Not how I'd put it. But I'm doing alright." Steve looks at Vision and swallows another long sip of alcohol. What comes next spills out of him, desperate to tell someone.

"The Bucky...the one I saw in your head? The one that was Captain America? He's here..."

[tiedonastring]

[Hux was surprised by the invitation, it wasn't something he was expecting. Especially after everything had happened. He was still trying to digest what had happened and who found out. A drink, and if he was being realistic, a couple of drinks sounded good.

There was still stuff he needed to discuss with Steve and this was probably the best chance to do so. He placed his order in starting with something strong, not caring about the pacing today. He then gave a nod in Steve's direction as he moved to sit down.]

I was a little surprised by the invitation. Yet, I appreciate the gesture.

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve shrugs and offers a smile.]

We rolled around in each other's heads. We work together. A drink is the least I could do after all of that.

[Steve waits patiently for the drink too be set down and then raises his own up for a toast. Did they do toasts on Hux's world? He'd find out.]

To the end of Calibrations? And the Bishop being able to use those guns?

[cajunspice]

[While it may be work, Remy was glad to get back to the Bar after calibrations and the attack on the Marsiva. It was normal, and that was good. So he’s working the bar and vanishing now and then into the kitchen as needed, but also keeping an eye on those there and making sure they are ok. Money is good, but he doesn’t want to deal with anyone too drunk, especially with the powers and abilities of some on the Fleet.

So he raised a brow at Steve’s hiss to the drink, a bit of a smile as he agrees on that reaction with what drink Steve was finishing off, and giving him a quick once over to see if he could handle more.] 'nother one?

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve nods without even looking up. Almost immediately he realizes how rude that is to another member of the Fleet and ducks his head up to make apologetic eye contact. It says something that he doesn't recognize the bartender. Not from the previous drinks nor from around Marsiva. He must have been real out of it.]

Yeah. Yeah, I can do with another.

[He's drank a bit as it is so he laughs and explains.] Super powered constitution. Hard to keep a buzz.

[seeingscarlet]

Wanda doesn't allow herself the luxury of a drink very often, and even then, only one at a time and never because she's feeling sad or stressed. She doesn't want to know what would happen if anything were to loosen her hold on her powers. Especially not in space.

But she's also not going to leave Steve to drink alone, and so here she is, climbing onto the seat beside him. "You got started early. Is it that bad?"

[brooklyn_boy]

He barks out a laugh, shooting a smile at his friend. "Hard question, Wanda." But still, he's free now and the worst seems to be behind him. Now they're drifting again and he has time to talk to his friends. Deal with everything he's seen.

He reaches out and pats Wanda on the shoulder.

"How was it for you?"

[sassy_assassin]

[ As the bartender, Sara is keeping an eye on how much he's drinking. As a human woman, she's just keeping an eye on him. She goes to refill his glass with a smirk. ]

I'm keeping an eye on you. Don't make me cut you off.

[ she can tell he's clearly unaffected ]

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve looks up and normally he would smile his traditional, Rogers grin. Today he's just too tired for more than a weak uplift of his mouth.]

I'll tell you now, I'm not gonna be all that interesting to watch.