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revivalproject2021-09-17 12:24 pm
doubled_speed) wrote in revivalproject2021-09-17 12:24 pm
Little Moments Of Peace
WHO: Tommy Shepherd, Wanda Maximoff, Noctis
WHERE: Twin Roses, Diner
WHAT: Connections With People
WHEN: Mid September
WARNINGS: None
Family In Our Own Way | Twin Roses, Closed to Wanda
The Twin Roses. In a way, it had grown to be home since he'd been transferred to the ship. Or home enough, what with the plants and with Wanda there. And speaking of Avengers who might be on the ship at the moment, here was Tommy, coming on with a small basket of preserved foods he intended to store in the galley for the next time they ended up in space, which he intended to refill with harvest from the hydroponics units. Of course he wasn't the only Avenger aboard today.
"Wanda," he calls out when he sees a flicker of red, and he starts to limp toward her. It's a lot less pronounced than it has been, but his leg is definitely recovering. "Hey, did Pietro ever find you?"
Nothing Fishy About This | Diner, Closed to Noctis
There was no denying that the diner was doing a lot better than it had been once, long ago. Back when this was all starting. Tommy couldn't help the flash of pride that came along with that, even if he was having other people manage it more than he was these days. But Clarice was off helping in Sh'Ka, and TOmmy couldn't go running long distances for right now, so he just took over her shifts here.
And this afternoon he was working hard at not only preparing for upcoming meals, but working on his latest project of trying to make jars of jelly. He'd gotten jars from the replicator and had to hope that this was going to work.
"Okay," he said, setting aside his berry puree. "What's the next step."
[OOC: If you'd like a closed interaction with Tommy this month, please let me know. Otherwise I've got a handwave comment at the top and you can think about Handwaved CR for the month.]
WHERE: Twin Roses, Diner
WHAT: Connections With People
WHEN: Mid September
WARNINGS: None
Family In Our Own Way | Twin Roses, Closed to Wanda
The Twin Roses. In a way, it had grown to be home since he'd been transferred to the ship. Or home enough, what with the plants and with Wanda there. And speaking of Avengers who might be on the ship at the moment, here was Tommy, coming on with a small basket of preserved foods he intended to store in the galley for the next time they ended up in space, which he intended to refill with harvest from the hydroponics units. Of course he wasn't the only Avenger aboard today.
"Wanda," he calls out when he sees a flicker of red, and he starts to limp toward her. It's a lot less pronounced than it has been, but his leg is definitely recovering. "Hey, did Pietro ever find you?"
Nothing Fishy About This | Diner, Closed to Noctis
There was no denying that the diner was doing a lot better than it had been once, long ago. Back when this was all starting. Tommy couldn't help the flash of pride that came along with that, even if he was having other people manage it more than he was these days. But Clarice was off helping in Sh'Ka, and TOmmy couldn't go running long distances for right now, so he just took over her shifts here.
And this afternoon he was working hard at not only preparing for upcoming meals, but working on his latest project of trying to make jars of jelly. He'd gotten jars from the replicator and had to hope that this was going to work.
"Okay," he said, setting aside his berry puree. "What's the next step."
[OOC: If you'd like a closed interaction with Tommy this month, please let me know. Otherwise I've got a handwave comment at the top and you can think about Handwaved CR for the month.]
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But then he looked up and saw the smile, returning it with one of his own.
"Good."
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"Shit, people here are really nice recently. Getting things together and helping more with food."
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No one had actually given Noctis a clear objective as to what they were supposed to be doing here.
"So helping out is part of that."
It made sense to him anyway.
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So he was just taking care of people.
What else was he supposed to do?
Here is good!
And he would work on the other details as he went.