[Video/Action] Welcome to Walküre World~!

[ikenai]

Who: Mikumo Guynemer and you! (Yes, even you!)
Broadcast: Oh yes
Action: Red Fish
When: 3/9

Action the Red Fish

[Finding herself on a strange ship would probably worry Mikumo, but... she's not really that kind of girl. Her life is just not normal. Besides, she has a feeling that she knows where she is. Sort of.

It's not either of the ships she was on the first time she was here, nor is it the big ship she spent a few days on before being moved. It's new, but the confetti and the faux-pudding cups are a clue. The idol just shakes her hair free of the brightly colored paper and starts to look around the ship.]

Hm, it looks as if someone let Messer decorate the walls. How interesting.

[As she walks down the halls, she trails a hand down the walls. Nothing comes away, but that doesn't mean she isn't a bit surprised.

She stops at a mess of paper that looks as if it is telling some secret to the many little dials around the ship and points when she sees one that leads to the residences.]

My, my. This would make visiting others so much easier.

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[Mikumo eventually ends up in her private room on the ship, the Red Fish and she pulls out her communicator. She waggles her fingers playfully before blowing a kiss at the screen.]

Well, hello, people of the Fleet. It's so lovely to be back here. Tell me, have I missed any venues? I see about this memory sharing thing that's happened again, but I suppose it's a good thing I missed that. I don't have many to share with you.

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[stillgotmyleftarm]

[Bucky tilts his head, looking around at said "decor."] Guess that's not a bad point. Maybe we could start with some bleach.

[Although these bloodstains may or may not come out...]

I think that's something only the people who aren't popular know, [he points out, maybe a little wryly. Of course, a little popularity can go a long way, but no. It isn't everything. And sometimes it's a bad thing.

He nods.] I haven't heard the names, but that doesn't mean anything. Guess you could try giving 'em a call - which you probably know. I think at this point, I'm still more new than you are, if you've been here before.

Can I ask where you're from?

[ikenai]

Forget the bleach. Just repaint the entire place. I'm sure we can probably save up some credits for an upgrade. The system allows them, you know.

[She huffs out a little laugh.]

You know, I am popular back in my own galaxy. If they don't like me here, perhaps they should stop kidnapping me.

Where I'm from... That's such a loaded question from a stranger. Aren't you going to offer your name before asking intimate questions?

[stillgotmyleftarm]

I've heard, [Bucky agrees. Saving up money to make his living space better hasn't always been a priority... but then again, if food and other things are readily available here, it's not an impossibility, either.] Although a prison's still a prison, no matter how you paint - or bleach - it, [he points out, quietly.]

[Then he ends up looking sheepish, because - geez. He didn't introduce himself, did he. It's gotten to be a bad habit - being recognized. And it hasn't even been one he's liked. I guess I'm a little used to being recognized, but I've only ever lived on the one planet, which suddenly feels pretty small.

So he offers his hand.] I'm sorry about that. It is rude - I'm Bucky Barnes. From New York City - on Earth - if that helps at all.

[ikenai]

Actually, this place isn't exactly the worst. It's not sunshine and rainbows and mercats all the time, but it's not death and pain either.

[At least death is reversible here, from what she's heard.

She gives him a teasing smile as he holds out his hand and takes it in a firm handshake.]

Mikumo Guynemer, from Ragna in the Globular System. However, I have heard of Earth and New York City, even if I've never been to either.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

[Bucky takes a breath - but he does have to let it out, making a sound of agreement, a moment later.] No. It's not. I've been places like that.

Though you've got a leg-up on me, then - I'm sorry, I definitely haven't heard of those.

[But they kinda sound pretty interesting, he's got to admit.] What's it like?

[ikenai]

[She puts her hand up to her mouth and hums as she thinks things over before answering.]

Well.... Ragna is a very water-based planet. Most of the natives have gills and webbed hands. There are mercats that are awfully adorable. It's very warm and tropical. Sort of.... like an island chain, since most of the residences can be used as boats as well?

The Globular System is just a space system that holds a great deal of planets that are home to Protoculture descendants. It's more than a few light years from Earth's Solar System.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

[It seriously all sounds like science fiction - but then again, so does a lot of his life, including standing right here on this ship.] So you've been to a lot of planets, then?

[ikenai]

[Right? Science fiction is just science future in a lot of cases. Time to come to the future, Bucky. Because for Kumo, it's 2067.]

Back home, I've been on all the planets that are habitable as part of my job. Here before? I've been to a few, but not as many as most.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

[Well, that kind of begs the question,] Can I ask what kinda job lets you do that?

[ikenai]

[She laughs at his question.]

Intergalactic idol.

[Were you thinking of something else?]

[stillgotmyleftarm]

That's - wow, that's some job, [Bucky admits, with a laugh.] If I ask what that's like, is it even worth explaining?

[ikenai]

It has its perks, that's for sure.

[Who's she kidding? She loves it. So, so much.]

I could explain it to you, but isn't it always more fun to see it in action? THe show we put on is out of this world. Literally!

[stillgotmyleftarm]

I'll bet.

[Bucky considers this, grinning a little.] You offering a preview?

[AKA yes, he would like to see.]

[ikenai]

Well, I'm sure that now that I'm back, it's inevitable. I can't imagine not singing. I'd rather stop breathing.

[It's not hyperbole, thanks.]

Besides, if there's a chance on any planet, I will take it.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

I'll keep that in mind. I'd like to hear, sometime.

D'you have an augment? In addition to your natural talent, I mean.

[ikenai]

Well, my natural talents are plenty, I'm sure.

[She laughs a bit to prove that she's joking. She's not really that egotistical.]

But, from what I understand, I have a Lab Support Augment this time. The last was Communications. I think the Atroma are trying to tell me something with these things.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

[He smiles, definitely getting that it's a joke. He'd probably make the same one.] I'm sure.

Oh yeah? Think you should've gone into science or engineering, instead?

[ikenai]

[She blinks before laughing, full stop.]

No, not at all! I'm called the Mysterious Venus back home because I don't answer questions. And I do heal people, but that's only part of what I do. Now, it's my actual job if I go by my augment. I think the Atroma think they're clever.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

[Bucky's mouth ticks up into a half-grin.] They do have a weird sense of humor, from what I've seen so far.

[AKA, not really funny, but what can you do.]

At least you've got some experience, right?

[ikenai]

Not in the way that the Atroma assume that I will do here. Unless someone contracts a rare, violent disease from my system, my abilities are limited to putting plasters on scratches.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

Well, that's about all I can do, so - not useless, right?

And if there are any rare, violent diseases from your system... at least we're set.

I'd say I'd try and steer us clear of anywhere that looked like bad news, but I don't think I really have as much control over anything as they want us to think.

[Not that he's against trying, anyway.]

[ikenai]

No, not useless at all.

[And considering her sort of healing involves being in the middle of battle, her nerves of titanium will probably help.]

No, I'm afraid that we don't have as much control as we think we do. We go along with their whims and try to find our own ways to live.

[It's not ideal, but it's living.]