driftfleet | Entries tagged with katherine "hawkeye" bishop

Who: ~~shate~~ Shiro & Kate
Broadcast: No
Action: From the Blameless to The Melting Pot
When: Beginning of December

( But that's what happens when it's you that's standing in the path of a lightning bolt )

vagabond_code

Who: Clint "Hawkeye" Barton and you's all
Broadcast: Video
Action: Introductions on The Caprine, Katie-waiting on the Blameless and dog-walking aboard the Iskaulit
When: Action immediately following the shuffle, video in the days after.

Action | The SS Caprine, the SS Blameless and then the Iskaulit

[Immediately after the shuffle, Clint spends some time milling around on SS Caprine, knocking on doors or on the walls beside entranceways, poking his head in places. New ship, new faces. Does anyone on this ship play the drums at odd hours of the night? Is that a thing he should worry about? Do the kitchens have coffee? What's the space-mold situation in the corners of these space-rooms? Inquiring minds must know. Inquiring minds wearing standard-issue jump-suits.

But Clint stays off the network for a little while. Why? Because he wants to find Kate Bishop in person, first. That feels important to him -- not to settle for firing off a quick text message. After all, back home, it would be putting the situation mildly to say that they don't hang out as much as they used to. He hopes to find her still billeted on the Blameless... and... Okay. she's gone when he gets there, but Lucky is sleeping on her bed. In the Captain's room. So that answers that, and more besides. After a brief and joyful reunion with much shushing and good-boying Clint opts to knock out two birds with one stone and takes Lucky for a walk on the Iskaulit in case the Hawkeye to his Hawkeye should happen to be hanging out there.

Of course, since she's not there, he doesn't find her. And when Lucky tires Clint returns to the Blameless, again (weirdly, it feels less like trespassing to loiter here than on his own ship, and he feels less guilty drinking the coffee from Kate's kitchen than his own now that his own kitchen is on a strange ship full of strangers.) Finally, when at last he feels his welcome is being overstayed, Hawkeye retires to Kate's room to await her there.]

Video

[In the days that follow, feel free to contact him remotely. For his part, Clint does address the fleet with a short- ]

Hey.

This is Clint Barton, here to help with all your bow-and-or-arrow based needs. I've been here before, as some of you know. It's been about ...

[He looks at his hand, and the back at the camera.]

Five months?

So, what did I miss.

((ooc: if anyone should want to incorporate/continue CR from the test drive, by all means. It would have taken place while he was walking Lucky on the Iskaulit. That's canon now!))

selfhelp

Who: Billy Kaplan + OTA
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Blue Fish
When: Now!

( blue fish )

[...con... fetti? alright, that sure is a thing that just happened. Billy's used to teleporting, but it's never felt quite like this. so weird. everything about this is weird, weird, weird, and coming from him that's saying something.

Reaching around the back of his head, he pats awkwardly at where the augment rests, disturbed, and starts wandering through the halls of the ship. Might as well get acquainted, and maybe make sure he's not just super crazy right now. You never know, where he's from.]

( private; text to kate )

So are my powers busted or are you the only one here?

[Location spell went kinda haywire, whoops.]

( video; fleetwide )

Okay, so, ignoring that this is kind of awful and I hate that I apparently can't teleport myself home...

Any advice for first-timers? Can't say I've watched much reality TV back home. Um, barring that... what's some good places to visit off-ship if you've got like five cents to your name?

It's very, uh. Colourful here.

eloquentness

Who: Iris West and YOU!!
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: If you're on the Marsiva, sure
When: May 4th

[ Two whole days later, Iris still can't believe she's actually in outer space. The view outside the Marsiva hasn't done anything to dissuade the notion, either. Part of her desperately wishes she could disembark and explore this star system: it would be the story of a lifetime, and more importantly, it would be a story she would've uncovered all by herself.

Exploring the hospitality deck hasn't answered many questions, so she's taken to sitting in the cafeteria with a trusty mug of coffee. Turns out, it's a good place to sit and think - as well as a good place to scroll through the Network and see what other people're saying.

So far, she's drawn a few conclusions: 1) there's a whole fleet of ships surrounding the Marsiva, 2) not everyone's from Earth - or a planet like it, and 3) they're here as part of a reality show?? That last one's pretty hard to believe. (Who'd watch someone write and edit?) Instead of asking her fellow captives the hows and whys, she figures she's better off asking them something else: ]

How many of you know the game 'Questions?'

It's a pretty simple game back on Earth: I pose a question, and you can only answer me with a question of your own. The first one to forget a question "loses." To make things easier on everyone, I won't instate any additional rules.

To start us off: Were you familiar with outer space travel before you arrived here?

ladybro

Who: Kate Bishop and YOU.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Aboard the Blameless, as well as in Málum aboard the Iskaulit.
When: Today.

So I know I'm not the only one here who can boast both some experience and frustration with alternate worlds, dimensions, timelines, so on and futzing so forth. [ kate hits the network like she hits the ground: running. no hello, no hi, no how-do-you-do. ]

But, uh, I figured it might be good to gather some intel from people outside my little social circle. Personally, I've counted no fewer than six different versions of home. Including mine, but not including any other generally Earth-based worlds. I'm talking we had mutual acquaintances in common, but details were...different. Shout out to anyone who can identify me a seventh. It's like Pokemon at this point: gotta learn'em all.

What about the rest of you? Are other worlds a thing where you're from? A fact of life? Or are they pretty much the stuff of sci-fi -- culty, but soon to be a blockbuster reboot on a big screen near you?

Hawkeye, out.

[ -- and with that, she kicks back and waits to discuss the existential can-o-worms she just opened. part of it is almost masochistic, because she knows how little she doesn't want to learn about yet another world where the avengers exist, but she doesn't.

to take her mind off things, kate heads for her shift at málum over on the iskaulit. but something's...off, tonight. usually a paragon of coordination and balance, she's been breaking a lot of glasses tonight. futz, that's gonna come out of her pay. it puts her in a foul mood, so patrons can expect a bit of petulant surliness with their drinks. ]

ladybro

Who: kate bishop + you!!
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: blameless
When: today
---

[ every joint pops when kate bishop wakes up. for the first half hour, all she does is stay in her bunk and stare at the ceiling. what the futz just happened? she wrestles with the ringing ache in her head -- trying to pinpoint the last thing she remembers. was it winn's birthday party? was it venice beach? was it both? with a groan, she at long last sits up. gropes for her communications device.

and realizes just how long she's been out. futz and futz and futz again. ]

Hey, fleet. [ she sounds groggy. and (to those who know her) more than a little under the weather. her dark hair is piled up in a messy bun. she looks...tired. ] Ever have a week-long hangover before? Because what a shitty ability that would be. I've been out since New Year's. What'd I miss?

[ kate doesn't even change out of her pjs. she rolls into the blameless's kitchen and begins to rattle around the cupboards. she wants water -- actually, she wants coffee. but she doesn't have the patience even for the stove-top espresso maker. the feed catches all of it: her expression of dismay as she adjusts back to what a space-kitchen has to offer; her disgruntled yawn; the moment when she collects herself before sitting down and addressing the feed once again. ]

One more thing, actually. What do you do when you feel like you know too much?

spacebro

Who: Mon-El
Broadcast: Video
Action: Marsiva if you're new too!
When: Now until he gets shuffled like the deck of cards he is! (What?)

Hi. So, this is not what I was expecting today. [He was expecting some additional rest and recovery after the last few days. Instead, he feels mysteriously good as new.] I'd just heard some great things about Netflix, and I was looking forward to chilling with it. [Someone may have missed giving him the full explanation and context of that phrase. Ooooor maybe they didn't.]

I am getting tired of being the one who always gets abducted. Winn and Alex could take turns too. Just saying.

[A soft sigh. He's staying in pretty good spirits despite everything, but he's wondering if this is doing him any good.] Is anyone even listening to this?

[And just in case someone is.] My name is Mon-El.

[Oh, wait.]

Mike!

I meant Mike. [Almost definitely no one noticed that. It was very smooth. He'll just turn this off now.]

staytofight

Who: Garrett
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Around now! A+ description.

[Garrett is not about to completely come out of the bag with the vampire thing. For one, he's spent a very hefty portion of his life hiding it — and for another, he doesn't want to be burned at a stake, barbaric and outdated and annoyingly Salem as that is (he was around for that kind of mindset long after the trials ended, and really, entertaining the idea of burning lovely women simply because they're exotic minds?)]

You know, the swimming test for witches was the the stupidest thing I've ever heard growing up. Frenzied morons would basically throw a suspected witch in a lake and if she floated, she was a witch. And if she sank like a stone, she wasn't. But what is the person if they doggy paddle in a mad panic? A witch who didn't learn to swim?

[There's a heavy humor in his voice, the kind one picks up with regards to death, to dark humor, and if there were such a thing as a verbal eyeroll, it'd be here.]

But this place! Fascinating to see so many of you open about your supernatural talents. Your unholy inhumaness, should you self-subscribe to such a dark description. As someone from such a boring, uneventful world, I'm just excited at the idea of a ghost on a roadside; no, we're pretty boring in hindsight, compared to you lot. I bet you all have some interesting tales to tell. And maybe some tails under those ugly ship-standard uniforms. Is it strange, being so open, or is that also a normality in your world?

I'm stranded aboard a ship floating through infinite space; humor me while I slowly die of boredom.

[ALSO I'M GONNA START GETTING HUNGRY????

But that is for another day to worry. His throat is only similar to human strep, at the moment.

Gross.]

scanninggaydis

Who: Felix Gaeta
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Vanquish
When: Today!

[Felix's posture as he addresses the camera is a little stiff, a little formal. He's kind of in professional research mode, plus he's asking a favor of people so...this is the most comfortable thing. Formality. He's sitting down, with his hands clasped in front of him.]

I've noticed that at least a few other people here have encountered situations similar to this fleet and while I'm sure that someone, at some point, has made some attempt to collect data, it hasn't been public or recent.

[Translation: if it's happened at all (please tell him someone else has noticed this and done their research, come on guys) it's happened too far back for him to bother finding it in the logs of past broadcasts. Plus, he wants to ask his own questions anyway.]

So. If this isn't your first time being stuck in an interdimensional prison, essentially, I'd really appreciate it if you'd fill out the following survey for me. I promise it's short. Although I might want to ask follow up questions, if that's alright.

[There's a small pause, and then he drops the mask of professionalism just a smidge.]

And, I guess, if you want to know anything about an interdimesional prison masquerading as a summer camp, I can answer some questions. Even if you can't or don't feel like participating.

[Following the video, this text ends up on the network:]

1. What was the setting?
2. Was there a particular premise people were brought there under?
3. Was there an explanation of how people were brought there?
4. How long, to people's knowledge, had/have the abductions been taking place?
5. How long on average did people stay?
6. How long were you there?
7. How many transplantees were there at any one time, on average?
8. What kept people from leaving?
9. Did you notice any particular pattern in the type of people brought in?
10. Were there any particular quirks (i.e. augment malfunctions)?
11. Was there a resurrection system in place. If so, how did it function?
12. Additional remarks/anything of significance not covered?

benames

You are cordially invited to Cisco and Winn's Not-Too-Terrifying Halloween Costume Party!

Who: everyone ( yes, you too!)
Broadcast: N/A
Action: aboard the Iskaulit!
When: current

[ on the night of the 28th, the lecture hall will open its gates though it'll look remarkably different. Winn and Cisco would have decorated the corridors leading to it with Jack-o'-lanterns made from the pumpkins gathered at the little patch on the planet. The hall itself will be similarly decorated, along with other traditional scary Halloween decorations made from paper and fabric ( don't ruin the little paper spiders, they took hours to make! ). There will be music from various times of Earth-1 and Earth-3, so don't be surprised to find Lady Gaga playing alongside the Spice Girls! Feel free to make requests or otherwise, just show your skills on the dance floor!

There will be a bar run by Nami offering free sodas, though you'll have to pay for your own alcohol ( remember, don't drink and fly! ). Alongside the bar, characters will find a few tables offering candy from Earth-1 won by Cisco at the game room with a little sign reading TAKE ONE, LEAVE SOME FOR OTHERS and quite a lot of space chips and protein dips as well as various candy from all over the different planets ( cleverly hoarded by Winn! ) and a large selection of pumpkin pies and pumpkin treats. Characters will also find a line leading to Cisco's trusty ice cream machine, though it'll only offer peanut butter flavored sorbet.

At the corner of the hall there will be a karaoke machine with a little sign-up sheet. Characters could sign up solo or in groups and list the song they'd like to sing. Keep in mind though, the entire hall will be able to hear your rendition of Sexy and I Know it!

Adventure-seeking characters will be able to follow signs reading HAUNTED HOUSE and reach a large hall that was turned into a maze by large cardboard blocks painted black or covered by dark fabrics. Making it out of the maze won't be too hard and the maze itself won't be too frightening but will be mildly startling. It'll include some nifty engineered animatronics of witches, scarecrows, scary clowns and skeletons as well as holograms of ghosts! The song featured in the invitation will also be heard here, on repeat. It's a good break from the dancing and for some private conversations and moments.

Remember, costume are mandatory! you don't want to be caught by tonight's pumpkin kings, do you? ]

avocadoatlaw

Who: Matt Murdock + anyone!
Broadcast: Video
Action: SS Wonderduck
When: When he arrives after the Shuffle

action

[ Matt hates confetti, there's nothing worse for upsetting his senses than over stimulation. So he stands, waiting for the 'celebration' to pass. He'd only been in the last room (ship?) long enough to be moved along to the next, so now here he was, trying to get his bearing through a snowstorm of flying paper.

Once he does, at least a bit, he can focus on the refreshments. It's clearly party food, which seems safe enough, so he assembles his stick and moves forward. ]

I, uh, hello?

[ He clears his throat. ]

My name's Matt Murdock, and I think you all are expecting me.

video

[ Later, Matt sits in front of the monitor, dark red glasses covering his eyes. He's calm, but it's clear that he's holding back stronger emotions. ]

If anyone seeing this knows me, I need to know you're here. Suffice to say, I have a few questions.

ladybro

Who: Kate Bishop and YOU.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Lavandula + the Iskaulit.
When: Today

Ow, for futz sake -- [ the feed is shaky, at first -- as though the device and its owner has just fallen from some middling height. but it soon settles steady on an image of kate bishop -- bruised, dirty, but ultimately fine. although she's stubbornly wearing purples more often alligned with the spirit faction, she has alligned herself quite naturally with moxie -- deigning to at least braid white and gold ribbons into her black hair. sitting up on the poorly terra-formed ground, the feed reveals she's dressed in a superbly tailored hawkeye costume made from strong fabrics and flattering lines.

over her shoulder looms lavandula's tower. the intrepid young avenger followed the trills of a mysterious and now finds she herself thoroughtly defeated by the tower's bizarre internal architecture. this isn't the first time she's taken a tumble.

grumpily: ] This place is worse than a funhouse. [ ... ] Paging any and all Fleet folk -- anyone manage to track down this freaky-deaky flute music on Lavandula? All I'm finding are doors shut in my face. Not loving it.

[ LATER, she's back at the rehabilitation centre. she pays her modest fee and gets herself patched up -- bandages and all. so, once she takes a shuttle back to the iskaulit and shows up for work at málum, she's still looking a little worse for wear. take pity on her, málum patrons, because her usual bartender flair is suddenly subdued: she's got one arm in a sling. she'll still serve you, though. and with a smile! ...probably. ]

vagabond_code

Who: Clint Barton, Kate Bishop and Lucky (and you too)
Broadcast: Video from Clint's room aboard the First Breath.
Action: First Breath.
When: Now.

Hi everyone, this is Lucky. Say "hi" Lucky.

[There's a dog in Clint's room. Some sort of beat-up mutt of a golden lab. The dog's left eye is completely missing and he moves a little unevenly, either as a result of old-age or because of another unseen injury. He's a happy dog though, despite it all.]

No?

[Lucky looks up at Clint and tilts his head quizzically. He gives a quiet ruff, but in all likelihood he doesn't know where he's supposed to be looking. Clint tilts his own head the opposite way.]

He's gunna be on the First Breath some days, and on the Blameless other days, so don't be surprised if you see him around. You can pet him if you want, but not if you're wearing a tracksuit. Just, fair warning. Oh, and he doesn't like clowns.

[These might be unnecessary precautions - Lucky isn't averse to clowns or tracksuits themselves exactly, but the last thing they need is someone getting bit. So... ]

He's a good dog. Likes pizza, don't you? Likes everything, but especially pizza.

[The dog is distracted by a low whistle. The camera follows Lucky as his ears perk and he picks himself up to lope enthusiastically over to Kate Bishop. She's sitting on the edge of a footlocker at the end of Clint's bed. She sets aside a mug of coffee in order to give Lucky an affectionate scratchy head-rub.

Clint watches, mock-defeated.]

[ooc: some replies may be coming from Kate!]

ladybro

Who: Kate Bishop and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Planetside
When: This morning

[ kate is down on the planet, hair tied back with a light-coloured bandanna. she's holding the device selfie-style -- a shooting aesthetic born of the snapchat and periscope generation. ]

Do any of you know the story of the one red paperclip? Some guy up in Canada started with a paperclip, which he traded for a pen, and then traded that pen for a hand-made doorknob, and then that for a camping stove (plus fuel). And he kept going until fourteen trades after the red paperclip... he got a house. A whole futzing house.

Well, my one red paperclip was a piece of foil-wrapped gum I was holding onto since the day I arrived. Two votive candles, one fishtail braid, some dice, a repaired rope bridge, wooden shoes, and a barrel of mead later? [ her free hand reaches for something off-screen, which turns out to be a simple wooden bow. ] This is my whole futzing house. Suck it, whatever intergalactic bank handles our fleet credits. Suck it.

[ later, she can be found celebrating her minor economic victory down at the BEACH -- sunbathing, or swimming, or just diverting herself by building odd shapes in the sand. find her there, or cooling off in the evening at one of the taverns -- a little sunburned, but looking thoroughly satisfied. ]

ladybro

Who: Kate Bishop + YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Iskaulit
When: Yesterday evening.

Want to play a game? [ kate's surroundings are, quite evidently, a lush little corner of málum. the neon-y blue tinge of the bar's decor casts its colour over her features. there's a tall, impressively concocted cocktail at her elbow. ] I mean, I know I do. So here's how it goes: you tell me anywhere you'd rather be but here, with the caveat that it can't just be a home. I think it's safe to say that home is a very understandable answer, but it's also a little too achingly realistic for my purposes. So pick somewhere else. Pick Ibiza. Pick Iceland, if you want.

Well, unless Iceland is your home. Then please refer to rule numero uno. It also happens to be the game's only rule. [ short and sweet, that's our katerade.

and maybe about an hour (and maybe another drink) later: ] ...Does anyone wanna come dance with me?

[ swipe right, dear flooters. swipe right. ]

winn

Who: Winn
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: the Tourist
When: now!

[ last time he posted anything, he was a nervous wreck and kind of nauseous. the changes the past two months have left in him are impossible to miss; winn is smiling, upbeat, and almost comfortable. the nervous energy that is there has more to do with his addressing a bunch of strangers than the constant fear of death by space-stuff that overshadowed his first feed. ]

Hi, if we don't know each other - I'm Winn Schott. If we do know each other...I'm still Winn Schott - [ shaking his head, why hasn't he learned from the last time? prepare a script! ]

Anyway! I've been here for a couple months now, and it's been interesting - and I mean that in the original sense of the word. Think about it - not only are we in outer space [ there's only a slight wince at that, and even a lot of excitement. space is terrifying - but it's also really cool ] - but we have a once in a lifetime opportunity to reach across the multiverse and learn things that haven't even been dreamed up in our worlds yet. I've been learning - a ton from just casually talking to people, but there is a much better way to do this if we all cooperate, [ open source. it's the way of the future! ] and I know I'm not the only one out there who's interested!

So, I've got a suggestion for anyone who thinks that's really cool - and - pity for anyone who doesn't [ and by pity, he means judgment. he gestures excitedly with his hands as he introduces his brilliant concept ] - 2016: A Space-Time Odyssey - a series of free weekly lectures about anything and everything we've got here. Talks about different worlds, science, history, art lessons, concerts - I know we've got some musicians here - basically anything anyone signs up to talk about, teach, perform, or however you communicate things where you're from. Since we don't have a lecture hall we can broadcast the talks - give ourselves a fun routine....and if that doesn't work for someone, I can post the notes I'm so gonna take of all of these. Who's in? Who wants to go first?

thespaceopera

[The night has finally come--the Gravity Rush is nearly upon us! What normally serves as a large performance hall has been gutted, emptied of its boring furniture and rigged up into a fantastical mismatch of technology and old culture. No matter where you go tonight, you're encouraged to move around, dance, play games, whatever helps you sleep in late tomorrow morning.

If you aren't one for scurrying around a ballroom all night, there's always plenty of people-watching to do. After all, so many people are wearing extravagant costumes and elaborate masks. How can you even tell who is who? Get lost in a crowd of sequins, chatter with a sun and a moon, or try to beat the guy in the monster-mask at a game of cards. Meet your friends or make some new ones--this masquerade party has begun!]

[[ooc: All sections are up now, have fun! A related ooc post is HERE for any questions or plotting you'd like to do.]]

vagabond_code

Who: Clint "Hawkeye" Barton and alls a' yous
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action?: First Breath if you wanna.
Where: Casa de Barton aboard the SS First Breath
When: Now

[The camera of Clint's communicator device flicks on, and it stares for a few seconds at some high, dull grey corner of a room. By mistake? It's dusty up there, dingy you might even say, but it sets the tone pretty perfectly because although the claustrophobic angle widens when he begins to pan the camera around, the dinge does not receed. It's his room, but, it could be anyone's room. No single foot of it declares 'Clint Barton'. It barely declares 'human habitation'. He owns a bed, and there are things lurking under it. One corner of the room is where the duffle bag lives... and that's it for home decor. So actually, as it turns out, he's showing the fleet a three-sixty degree view of his dismal quarters on purpose. He sets the device on his bed and angles it toward himself, where he sits on the floor a few feet away.]

Hey.

[How to start with this? Seriously.]

Okay, I need your help. Does anyone think maybe there's a way to make this place look like it isn't a prison cell? What kind of person lives in a place that looks like this? Seriously I ask you. Maybe a rug over there, or I could put some paintings up. I could get one of those elephants that you point at the door.

A vase?

[That's literally all of his ideas. He's gesturing non-noncommittally over his shoulder, even, so it's not like he's got plans for where to put these things even if he had them.]

...Mood lighting...

[He'd heard that somewhere one time.]

And I know there are some new people, so just, fair warning - I need to see your mouth. My ears aren't working right. It's a hassle but whatever. So, ideas?

takingkarabusiness

Who: Kara & co
Broadcast: fleet-wide
Action: S.S. Tourist
When: now! and whenever

[ In her video transmission, Kara has her blonde hair up in a messy topknot, wearing standard-issue clothes. She pushes her glasses up the bridge of her nose and looks a little sheepish ]

Um. Hi! Sorry to send this to everyone... Well, I had a question I wanted to pose to everyone but then another thing came up and...

Does anyone know how to reattach a door to a washing machine? I had a little mishap... and I still have a lot of laundry to get done. Anyway, it'd be awful if I didn't at least ask how to put it back the way it was.

The second thing is completely unrelated. Does anyone else feel really weird about wanting friends or family to show up? I don't think I'd wish this experience on anyone against their will, but as long as we're going to be here... it'd be nice to have familiar faces, don't you think? How do you deal with the conflict?

And is there any way to request they bring crullers with them?

ladybro

Who: investikate and you!
Broadcast: fleetwide video
Action: the iskaulit or the blameless
When: evening

[ the feed jumps straight to broadcast with kate bishop's face framed in the shot's centre. she must have only recently been below on the poisoned moon because she's still wearing her mask. give her a moment, and she's tugging it down around her neck before removing it completely. ]

Quick and painless interruption. I promise. Couple weeks ago I talked to a guy who didn't even know about the Avengers. So who does? What about the Young Avengers? I've seen a few familiar faces but there's gotta be more of us. Right? [ oh, she sounds hopeful. ] Or maybe you've heard of the Avengers while you were stuck somewhere else before here. I'd love to hear about it.

[ --- kate waits in silence for a moment, before adding: ] Also, I wish the fleet had a dance club. [ ... ] Hawkeye, out.

[ later that evening, she can be found at the classier gin joint on the iskaulit. although she's in a dress and her hair could be accurately described as done, kate sits with a nursed singapore sling and a notepad at her corner of the bar. it looks as though she's reviewing earlier conversations from the network, and is transcribing the occasional note. that said, she seems approachable. whenever someone passes by, she nods a greeting and smiles. doesn't hurt to be polite. ]

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