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revivalproject2021-08-09 02:43 pm
doubled_speed) wrote in revivalproject2021-08-09 02:43 pm
Temba's Where The Heart Is
WHO: Tommy Shepherd, OTA (Some closed or limited starters)
WHERE: Temba: Greenhouse, Diner, The Twin Roses
WHAT: Tommy got hurt in Not Temba so now he's staying home for traditional work
WHEN: Early August
WARNINGS: Tommy's attitude is going to be testy due to leg soreness/pain
1. New Plants Need Time | Greenhouse | OTA
Green. Tommy had never thought he'd feel so attached to the color. Yes, it was part of his uniform but this green space, this peace... It was magical in its own way. Somehow he hadn't noticed it in himself back home, the way that when he was stressed he ran to not only natural wonders, but ones that were in some way green. But here, on Agra 10, he had found some measure of peace in the greenhouse right at the start, and in a strange way, the place felt like home.
"I'm back babes," he called out to the plants, dragging along the bubble-olive tree that Obi-Wan had helped him dig up back in the other city. He needed to get it to the place where it would have its final resting and a chance to adjust. "I've brought new friends. Once I've got them in, we're going to do a prone. And it's almost harvest time, so everyone do your best."
There was peace, calmness, happiness to be had in finding the greenhouse still standing after all the stress in life.
"Now if only I had more hands," he mused as he kept going, limping along slowly. Stupid hurt leg. But he'd power through it. He always had.
2. Food Makes Family | The Diner | OTA
Okay, so maybe he hasn't done this in a while, but that doesn't mean Tommy doesn't know what he's doing. Okay, maybe he doesn't know what he's doing very WELL but dammit he's trying. And, with people everywhere and some of the diner help staff working their asses off exploring and Tommy no longer easily able to do that, he had come to do it instead. This afternoon he was falling back on a classic. Anyone who had an issue with soup as a side today was going to get serious glares from him. For now Tommy was working on making fresh noodles from one of the Coruscant grains he had just ground into flour for the purpose.
With the back door to the kitchen open he could hear someone enter the building and he called out from the back as loud as he could to let them know he was working.
"Hold on and there will be a fresh salad or fruit if you want. I'm working on a noodle-soup. Come on back!"
3. Welcome to the Roses | Twin Roses | Closed to Twin Roses Crew
Home. Tommy was one of the lucky ones and he didn't even know it. He had brought some new plant samples to try in the Twin Roses hydroponics system and had no clue that the ships had been juggled. Then again, save for the first assignments, this had really been his ship. It was, in a weird way (especially when considering his claustrophobia) home. He moved easily and confidently through the ship, not expecting that the people on it could be so different. And once in the hold he moved right to his hydroponics unites.
"Hey kiddos," he greated them. he'd heard once that talking to plants helped, and given they had to live in the more artificial environment of the ship, he didn't intend to not do it. "Got you some new friends seeing as the sorta pea-pod vine things weren't working out. Say hi."
And now it was time to get them started.
Later on, after he was done with that task, Tommy busied himself in the laundry area, sitting on top of the washer with a bowl of chocolate protein paste with slices of fruit cut up into it, eating as the machine worked on cleaning his clothes. His injured leg hung to the side, keeping all weight off of it.
We anyone to enter he would look them dead in the eye.
"What, never seen a dude washing laundry before?"
Well, they might have, but given Tommy was literally wearing only a pair of what looked like booty shorts, there might be another reason to be staring. Be glad he wasn't standing, because that shining silver script 'juicy' on the ass might just make some people react less happily. But hey, free shirtless dude. Comment on the faint scars on his skin and there might be trouble though.
4. A Mind Is A Beautiful Thing To Use | Young Avengers home | Closed to Quentin Beck
Learning for himself had never been something Tommy was good at. It was just something that was universally true. He'd been bad at school because even before his powers had come in he'd had some attention issues. After school had been brutal. And then, well, there hadn't been school at all. The Kaplans had stressed the importance of him getting his GED and it had been pure stubborn desire to get a job and his own place that had Tommy getting his degree.
But complex issues? Tommy had always thought himself too stupid to learn really useful and valuable things. He hadn't thought about how one putting together thousands upon thousands of electronics, even according to instructions, was teaching him things. Between that and watching Tony, helping Tony, having Tony put up with him, Tommy had started to think he could learn it. Except he'd run into a road block. How was he supposed to learn the basics?
Less mobile as he was after getting hurt in Not-Temba, his mind turned back to the thing he wanted to learn. So he did the only thing he could do. He borrowed some supplies from Tony's forgehe would apologize when Tony got back and sat down in his home, trying to puzzle out different resistors Tony had put together into the systems.
"This is so fucking stupidly complicated," he hissed in anger. How could he have been so fucking smart in that damn fake-city!?
WHERE: Temba: Greenhouse, Diner, The Twin Roses
WHAT: Tommy got hurt in Not Temba so now he's staying home for traditional work
WHEN: Early August
WARNINGS: Tommy's attitude is going to be testy due to leg soreness/pain
1. New Plants Need Time | Greenhouse | OTA
Green. Tommy had never thought he'd feel so attached to the color. Yes, it was part of his uniform but this green space, this peace... It was magical in its own way. Somehow he hadn't noticed it in himself back home, the way that when he was stressed he ran to not only natural wonders, but ones that were in some way green. But here, on Agra 10, he had found some measure of peace in the greenhouse right at the start, and in a strange way, the place felt like home.
"I'm back babes," he called out to the plants, dragging along the bubble-olive tree that Obi-Wan had helped him dig up back in the other city. He needed to get it to the place where it would have its final resting and a chance to adjust. "I've brought new friends. Once I've got them in, we're going to do a prone. And it's almost harvest time, so everyone do your best."
There was peace, calmness, happiness to be had in finding the greenhouse still standing after all the stress in life.
"Now if only I had more hands," he mused as he kept going, limping along slowly. Stupid hurt leg. But he'd power through it. He always had.
2. Food Makes Family | The Diner | OTA
Okay, so maybe he hasn't done this in a while, but that doesn't mean Tommy doesn't know what he's doing. Okay, maybe he doesn't know what he's doing very WELL but dammit he's trying. And, with people everywhere and some of the diner help staff working their asses off exploring and Tommy no longer easily able to do that, he had come to do it instead. This afternoon he was falling back on a classic. Anyone who had an issue with soup as a side today was going to get serious glares from him. For now Tommy was working on making fresh noodles from one of the Coruscant grains he had just ground into flour for the purpose.
With the back door to the kitchen open he could hear someone enter the building and he called out from the back as loud as he could to let them know he was working.
"Hold on and there will be a fresh salad or fruit if you want. I'm working on a noodle-soup. Come on back!"
3. Welcome to the Roses | Twin Roses | Closed to Twin Roses Crew
Home. Tommy was one of the lucky ones and he didn't even know it. He had brought some new plant samples to try in the Twin Roses hydroponics system and had no clue that the ships had been juggled. Then again, save for the first assignments, this had really been his ship. It was, in a weird way (especially when considering his claustrophobia) home. He moved easily and confidently through the ship, not expecting that the people on it could be so different. And once in the hold he moved right to his hydroponics unites.
"Hey kiddos," he greated them. he'd heard once that talking to plants helped, and given they had to live in the more artificial environment of the ship, he didn't intend to not do it. "Got you some new friends seeing as the sorta pea-pod vine things weren't working out. Say hi."
And now it was time to get them started.
Later on, after he was done with that task, Tommy busied himself in the laundry area, sitting on top of the washer with a bowl of chocolate protein paste with slices of fruit cut up into it, eating as the machine worked on cleaning his clothes. His injured leg hung to the side, keeping all weight off of it.
We anyone to enter he would look them dead in the eye.
"What, never seen a dude washing laundry before?"
Well, they might have, but given Tommy was literally wearing only a pair of what looked like booty shorts, there might be another reason to be staring. Be glad he wasn't standing, because that shining silver script 'juicy' on the ass might just make some people react less happily. But hey, free shirtless dude. Comment on the faint scars on his skin and there might be trouble though.
4. A Mind Is A Beautiful Thing To Use | Young Avengers home | Closed to Quentin Beck
Learning for himself had never been something Tommy was good at. It was just something that was universally true. He'd been bad at school because even before his powers had come in he'd had some attention issues. After school had been brutal. And then, well, there hadn't been school at all. The Kaplans had stressed the importance of him getting his GED and it had been pure stubborn desire to get a job and his own place that had Tommy getting his degree.
But complex issues? Tommy had always thought himself too stupid to learn really useful and valuable things. He hadn't thought about how one putting together thousands upon thousands of electronics, even according to instructions, was teaching him things. Between that and watching Tony, helping Tony, having Tony put up with him, Tommy had started to think he could learn it. Except he'd run into a road block. How was he supposed to learn the basics?
Less mobile as he was after getting hurt in Not-Temba, his mind turned back to the thing he wanted to learn. So he did the only thing he could do. He borrowed some supplies from Tony's forge
"This is so fucking stupidly complicated," he hissed in anger. How could he have been so fucking smart in that damn fake-city!?
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"That what you called one of the other Buckys?" he guessed finally, not looking too thrilled about the choice of nickname if it was.
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So sorry, Bucky, there's a theme going on. But he does lean forward and extend his hand out.
"Tommy Shepherd. One of the originals on this little rock in space. And you're Bucky Barnes, friend of Steve Rogers, maybe or maybe not Captain America at one point, and rocking the most bad ass piece of Wakanda prosthetics I've ever seen."
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"Which of those is Soldat?" he wondered, extending his hand to shake with Tommy's and squinting a little at all of those various details. His left hand flexed, plates shifting at the mention of it. "...Definitely not Captain America."
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"The one that used to be on this ship? Triple Scruff," Tommy says as he shakes the hand with a firm, definitely stronger than normal grip. "See, this is really the question for me, how there are so many Buckies that have never had the shield."
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His head tilted with a curious lilt at that strength, gaze lifting in question as Tommy continued. "How many are there that did?" Bucky countered.
He felt a wash of guilt at the flicker of jealous that threatened to flare up. Sam was the right choice. Both Steve and Bucky knew that. But knowing there was some version of him that had it made that yarning ache in his chest.
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"The one in my world. He was a good Cap in my opinion," Tommy shrugged. "But there was another one, Captain Scruffy, who was Captain America from the start I think? Multiverse was weird."
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Bucky wasn't good enough to take up the shield. Not like Steve. Not like Sam.
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"So, how long you been a fellow guest here on this world?"
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"Mostly kept to myself. You?"
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"Shit, that's a while. Teach me to get out of the greenhouse more. But last check? About two years today."
It had been so long.
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"Today? This how you celebrate your anniversary?" he asked, nodding to the sorry sight.
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Well, he taps his injured leg.
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"How'd you manage that?"
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"Part of a building fell on me."