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revivalproject2019-08-26 01:35 pm
seeingscarlet) wrote in revivalproject2019-08-26 01:35 pm
01 | OPEN
Who: Wanda Maximoff & you!
What: Exploration time
When: The first week
Where: Greenhouse, hospital, and the forest outskirts
Warnings: N/A, will edit if needed
I. The Greenhouse
[Close to dinnertime you might come across Wanda standing in the greenhouse staring thoughtfully out over the vegetation.]
We could make a soup, I think. If we had a fire and something to cook it in...it would be better than just eating raw vegetables.
II. The Hospital
[The canisters are already ruptured by the time she gets there. Hospitals have always made her uncomfortable, but it's better to take stock of what they have and what they might need now, before anyone needs it. And it would be good to have some idea of how necessary certain aspects of her powers might be and where she might try to explore and push them.
Except while she's exploring the halls, she starts feeling warm and light-headed, and a little bit claustrophobic. She knows whoever worked here is long gone, but the hallways feel cramped and sinister and finally Wanda decides that she can't take it anymore. She turns to start making her way out (going out a window would be quickest but she feels off) and the world lurches sideways. Wanda stumbles into the wall to brace herself and leans her forehead against it. It's nice and cool. She'd stay here for a while if it didn't feel so threatening...
...but it does, and so Wanda's stumbling down the hallways with a hand braced on the wall to steady herself. Just a little farther...]
III. closed to Vision
[They walk hand in hand, Thistle chirping happily at the chance to explore a more familiar environment. Wanda's hair is braided now, looped through itself to hold, and while she misses the feel of the wind (or her lover's fingers) in it, it's not worth how much trouble it would be to detangle it later.
She leans up to kiss Vision's cheek and squeezes his hand.]
Over there? [There's a small clearing around a large tree, and it looks like a nice place to have a talk. Wanda trots ahead to beat him to it and settles back against it between the roots.] Come here, love.
[He's been keeping her as comfortable as he possibly could, and it's time to return the favor.]
IV. wild card
[You know what to do.]
What: Exploration time
When: The first week
Where: Greenhouse, hospital, and the forest outskirts
Warnings: N/A, will edit if needed
I. The Greenhouse
[Close to dinnertime you might come across Wanda standing in the greenhouse staring thoughtfully out over the vegetation.]
We could make a soup, I think. If we had a fire and something to cook it in...it would be better than just eating raw vegetables.
II. The Hospital
[The canisters are already ruptured by the time she gets there. Hospitals have always made her uncomfortable, but it's better to take stock of what they have and what they might need now, before anyone needs it. And it would be good to have some idea of how necessary certain aspects of her powers might be and where she might try to explore and push them.
Except while she's exploring the halls, she starts feeling warm and light-headed, and a little bit claustrophobic. She knows whoever worked here is long gone, but the hallways feel cramped and sinister and finally Wanda decides that she can't take it anymore. She turns to start making her way out (going out a window would be quickest but she feels off) and the world lurches sideways. Wanda stumbles into the wall to brace herself and leans her forehead against it. It's nice and cool. She'd stay here for a while if it didn't feel so threatening...
...but it does, and so Wanda's stumbling down the hallways with a hand braced on the wall to steady herself. Just a little farther...]
III. closed to Vision
[They walk hand in hand, Thistle chirping happily at the chance to explore a more familiar environment. Wanda's hair is braided now, looped through itself to hold, and while she misses the feel of the wind (or her lover's fingers) in it, it's not worth how much trouble it would be to detangle it later.
She leans up to kiss Vision's cheek and squeezes his hand.]
Over there? [There's a small clearing around a large tree, and it looks like a nice place to have a talk. Wanda trots ahead to beat him to it and settles back against it between the roots.] Come here, love.
[He's been keeping her as comfortable as he possibly could, and it's time to return the favor.]
IV. wild card
[You know what to do.]
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We'll have to find something to eat.
[The other comment is less easy to know how to respond too. Natasha's been hesitant to engage with any of the spheres.]
If you don't know, you can always give it some time.
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[She shrugs helplessly. Sometimes things taste familiar, but other times there just aren't words in any language Wanda knows to appropriately describe weird space food.]
He and Vision have showed me some other things we can eat. I've felt all right so far. That thing put it in their heads.
[A beat.] I don't like it. We've had so many things in our heads already.
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[Quite a bit of space. She shakes her head, though. It's not the real point is it?]
No, I'm with you on that. Not in a rush to start letting some aliens put things in my head.
Didn't figure I'd be the only one.
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[The taste already doesn't go with the texture, and the peel doesn't help.]
I am...tired of being someone else's plaything. I thought we were finally free, but...
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[A scant few months. They'd been good, but not enough.]
I imagine we can take our time deciding, unless something drastic changes. Especially since some of the others are quicker to volunteer.
This way if we need more of one kind of skill set or another down the like, worse comes to worst, we can fill the gap.
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[But she's just not allowed to have a home anymore, is she? This happens every. Single. Time.]
And now I would do almost anything just to have running water again. But all I have been able to do is try to make tools. [And on that note:] Do you need a knife? I've been working on making them for people working in the greenhouse.
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[Which means the aliens behind this, the Agrii, are still fully capable of manipulating time to bring them here.]
It was a good three months though.
[Her expression, rueful but with a slight smile as she thinks of her time with Barnes, fades.]
I wouldn't say no to another one. Got to bring one here with me, but I have the feeling we'll want to treat it gently. No saying how long before we get more supplies.
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I just need some sturdy metal and I can make another set for you. I just haven't found a good solution for the handle. Maybe dried vines if we still can't find any fabric scraps.
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[Like the food, and the hospital... if you can call it that. Natasha's not entirely sure she trusts all of that, but it's definitely some kind of medical facility.]
Metal might actually be more likely than fabric.