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[proudlywehailed]

Who: Steve Rogers (Winter Soldier)
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: SS Golden
When: Post-shuffle

[The scene opens on the face of a man who looks to be in his thirties at most, with a short, thick beard and buzzed blond hair. His blue eyes have an icy edge to them, despite being more curious than anything, and he speaks in a low tone.]

... I'm guessing I don't get a choice here. No exits, right?

[At least he seems to know for sure that he should be getting a response.]

Comments

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[mysterzie]

My job is "tactical," whatever that means. Didn't do shit to help me when we got attacked a few weeks ago.

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[proudlywehailed]

Did you have guns and a pilot to pair with?

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[mysterzie]

We have a pilot. No guns, no shields, no fucking warning.

[ He doesn't want to mention the severe, withdrawal-induced panic that it inspired. It was completely terrifying. ]

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[proudlywehailed]

.. Sounds like it was pretty traumatizing.

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[mysterzie]

[ There's a shrug. ]

Hey, we lived. Welcome to space. Standing room only, and bad guys ready to blast us outta the sky at any minute.

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[proudlywehailed]

Well, thanks, in any case. You got a name?

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[mysterzie]

Aaron. You?

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[proudlywehailed]

Call me "Commander."

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[mysterzie]

Uh... no. Did you miss the part where we're not actually a fleet or anything like that? C'mon.

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[proudlywehailed]

It's what they call me back home.

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[mysterzie]

Oh, it's a nickname. Can't decide if that's better or worse.

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[proudlywehailed]

Call it irony, as the newest member of the fleet.

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[mysterzie]

Sure thing, Commander. Oh, right. Lot of us are pretty much grounded while we finish up repairs right now, so I guess if you ever wanted to see a virtual reality room, that's there. Or you could be useful, too.

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[proudlywehailed]

... I think I'd rather be useful.

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[mysterzie]

Then you should ask what your ship needs and see if you can't get it for them. Lot of places to start there.

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[proudlywehailed]

Sounds like a plan to me. What ship are you on?

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[mysterzie]

[ There's a disgruntled noise. ]

The Starstruck. What's yours?

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[proudlywehailed]

The Golden. Pretty cheesy names, if you ask me.

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[mysterzie]

I don't know, at least yours sounds like some kind of name. Mine's just fucking asking for it. One day we're going to be hit by a meteor and nobody's gonna be surprised.

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[proudlywehailed]

... I'd probably laugh.

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[mysterzie]

You and everybody else in the Fleet. I would too, if I wouldn't probably be dead. From that meteor crash, you know.

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[proudlywehailed]

How about we hope there're no meteors and just laugh at the idea?

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[mysterzie]

You know, I'll settle for that. Even better, we never see those space-assholes again and just go back to reenactment planets and all that stupid shit.

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[proudlywehailed]

Reenactment planets?

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[mysterzie]

Yeah. Last month, we were on this planet, Mor? Where the entire thing was all... super low-tech and medieval and shit. Horses, blacksmiths, jousting tournaments, smelled terrible. It was pretty fun, though. Everyone there just lived like that.