Cohort Mingle

[complicatedliar]

WHO: Hux, Leonard, Keith, Natasha, Loki
WHERE: Whatever ship we're on
WHAT: Enforced in-person (UGH) mingling
WHEN: Event
WARNINGS: None thus far.

Seems like a good idea to have a post for mingling while everyone's trapped on the ship!

Comments

[tempredmental]

Keith couldn't disagree. They didn't know what else might come up that would be useful. He nodded at her assumption, though.

"I was curious about the Data Point here, but... I'm honestly kind of glad, too. It's the augment I had back in the Fleet anyway, so we'll see just how similar these ships are once they're moving." He shrugged a little. "It's not the Huntress, but they were all pretty similar."

[outstandingbalance]

Natasha's had similar lines of thoughts. She had the communications augment before, and she knew from experience it could be useful and even necessarily depending what they might run into. It's largely stubbornness that keeps her from doing it.

That and the fact she doesn't want to assume too much about the Agrii based on Atroma.

"I knew some people on the Wonderduck. Could be worse, but not my first pick either."

[tempredmental]

"That was before the merger, right?" Right. "I didn't really know anyone on either ship... at least, not long term." He nodded over towards a certain statue. "Is that were the chicken came from? Or was that from the Starstruck?" He was curious about that.

[outstandingbalance]

"No. I knew more people on the Starstruck, and the chicken was not really their style." Not that sometimes people didn't end up saddled with things that weren't to their taste, but she couldn't imagine Peggy standing for that. "Weird to have them here like this. Just when you think you've seen the last of something."

[tempredmental]

"I can't imagine that it's really anyone's style... but it looks like it isn't going anywhere any time soon." He chuckled a little wryly, but then nodded.

"Yeah. It makes me wonder about their motives." He took a breath and finished the drink he'd taken from the fridge. "For now, it's just like back in the Fleet, I guess. We'll just... work together and figure this out." He straightened up from where he was leaning against the table.

[outstandingbalance]

Natasha huffs a short of bitter laugh of agreement. What other choices do they have? It's not like Natasha's going to stop trying and it's not like she's going to "You think this is what they meant by making friends?"

[tempredmental]

Keith looked at her curiously for a second, then lowered his gaze off to the side in thought before giving a slight shrug.

"Maybe." He met her gaze again. "I don't think they completely understand how that works, though. Then again, I don't think they fully understand a lot of how things work with people like us in general... but I'm only getting that impression from the badly butchered way they're writing. It's like a bad voice rec app."

[outstandingbalance]

"No, I think it's safe to say they don't understand a lot of things." Which is putting it mildly. "Makes this whole situation that much more surreal."

She's not sure if it's better or worse because of their absent hosts seem so disconnected from humanity.

[tempredmental]

Keith nodded a little.

"Point." Really, it was like the Agrii were learning everything about how people interacted in general as they went along.

He stared at his empty drink container for a moment and then moved to clean it out.

"I think surreal has just kind of become... real for me at this point."

[outstandingbalance]

"Well, you can say that again." She watches him, leaning back, her eye critical. It's not him she's suspicious of though. "At some point you just have to believe everything. That's the weirdest part."

[tempredmental]

He gave a dark chuckle.

"Yeah." The universe was huge, and the whole alternate realities thing was even weirder. But, at least it kind of made this sort of thing here a tiny bit easier to accept.

He placed the drink container off to the side once it was clean.

"We just have to hope for the best."

[outstandingbalance]

"Not much else we can do for it," Natasha agrees. Smiling, she offers a shrug. "Eventually we'll be out of here. One way or another. We'll just have to be ready when it happens."

[tempredmental]

Keith turned back to her, leaning on the counter near the sink, and then nodded.

"Yeah. Story of my life."

He snorted a little, more amused than before.

"Here's hoping for the best."