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Maxine "Max" Mayfield ([personal profile] madginger) wrote in [community profile] revivalproject2023-11-13 03:29 pm

November catch-all

WHO: Max & Various
WHERE: Various
WHAT: Sleep overs, fights and various other possibilities
WHEN: Any time after her arrival through November
WARNINGS: cussing, serious angst related to murder/death, unspoken trauma / traumatic reactions - will add as needed


Prompts in the comments.

Can discuss ideas on plurk [plurk.com profile] metaljean, on this journal, or discord midknightcat if you have an idea of something you want to do.
work_wife: maya hawke as robin buckley from stranger things (Default)

[personal profile] work_wife 2023-11-14 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Robin hadn't been worried all night. Not at all. Not after remembering how many scary looking creatures were in the Dick Shun Airy. The message in the morning, though, is a relief. At least someone was learning the new technology.

I was scared. I couldn't find you in the hotel.

But she doesn't press more than that because Max promised. She is at her door pretty instantly to open it though.

"Max."
pursuitofcappiness: (look! something of interest)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-11-15 02:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Steve's sat a few tables away, and initially he pays Max no mind, assuming she's writing a note on the napkin for someone, and she seems to concentrate on it really hard. It'd be rude to pry.

He's just here for a cup of water and something to graze on; he tries not to take more than what anyone else eats if he's not going to go out and hunt it down himself, because he knows he's got a big appetite.

When he's done, he just waits, nursing his cup, gets up to get more water.

He gives it a little bit before she seems done with whatever she's doing on her napkin. "You must be new here," he says. "I'm Steve."
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[personal profile] burnyoudown 2023-11-16 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
Kavinsky wasn't one to be put off by others being in less than stellar moods. He didn't know a whole lot of people by sight here yet, so when he saw a familiar face, of course he made a beeline in Max's direction. He offered a smile, though didn't make any attempt to take off his white-rimmed sunglasses yet.

"Hey there, sweetheart." He rested his hands on the back of a chair, but didn't pull it out to sit yet. "Would you mind some company?" He was probably going to join her either way, but he figured he'd at least ask first.
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[personal profile] burnyoudown 2023-11-17 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
He laughed, pulling the chair out to flop into it. "Pretty sure she does. I call everyone sweetheart." Or princess...or baby doll- they weren't exclusive to any gender, in his opinion.

"So what're you working on?" He nodded towards the paper. It felt like a better option than asking how she was doing. He'd already taken note of her expression when he'd stepped into the diner.
pursuitofcappiness: (attention)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-11-17 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure," he says. "But it's more like, it's a small community. I'm gonna run into you sooner or later." And also, well, apparently he likes collecting the angry kids.

Mostly, he doesn't think this is a place for kids. And he wants to make sure they're alright.

"Do you have a name?" he asks, because that's not something he missed.
pursuitofcappiness: (totes bringing stuff to this discussion)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-11-17 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, it's nice to meet you, Max." He sounds very sincere about that too.

"And sure," he says, taking a seat and not arguing with her about it because he knows if he says something smart then she'll just counter with something smarter. "I've been here about a month," he says. "Lots of people have been here years, so they'd know this place better, but I can answer any questions you have."

He can at least try. And he's got a few of his own, like if she's got a place to stay and does she know anyone here, because those things ultimately will help. He doesn't know how treacherous her home is, he only knows how treacherous it is here.
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[personal profile] burnyoudown 2023-11-17 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
"It's-" he paused, struggling to figure out the words he wanted to use for a moment. "I wouldn't cheat on her. I think she knows that. No one here compares to her, anyway." Which he meant absolutely no offense with- your significant other should be special and important and irreplaceable, shouldn't they?

He nodded. "I'm taking it that there aren't a lot of art supplies lying around here." Unless her preferred medium was nail polish. He doubted it, though. "A friend of mine's into art, too. I always told him if he was passionate about it, he should try to like- do something with it. And not just so I could brag someday about having one of his artworks hanging on my wall." He grinned. He would though, he would absolutely brag and support his friend.

Anyway, he'd gotten slightly sidetracked there. "So, is that the ocean?"
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[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-11-17 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Guess we're supposed to figure out how to rebuild," he says. "But... I don't know why, the process is going pretty slowly. I mean, we're also kind of a rag-tag group of people and there keep being these storms and creatures."

So, that kind of slows them down. Plus the earthquake that probably destroyed a lot of what they built. "But it's good you wanna help. Have you picked a datapoint?" he asks.
pursuitofcappiness: (over breakfast)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-11-17 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, he can't disagree with her on that.

He starts to explain each datapoint and where it is, and the pros and cons of each. "One at the hangar's not available at the moment," he says. "I've got medical," he adds. "Thought it might help. We don't have a lot of doctors and people get in a lot of scrapes."
pursuitofcappiness: (remember that time down on delancey?)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2023-11-17 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's complicated," he says. "I've got friends from another universe where they know another version of me," he starts. "And a couple from back home." And his best friend's here and doesn't want to talk to him.

That's not the kind of mess Max needs to hear.

"What about you?" She is dressed like one of the Hawkins kids, but he doesn't want to assume. And, well. He really wishes the aliens would stop pulling in kids.

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