revivalproject | Guess who's back?

WHO: Billy Kaplan, Soldier, Tommy Shepherd, Tony Stark
WHERE: The Cabin, TBD, The University
WHAT: Billy's back
WHEN: Early April
WARNINGS: TBD

Soldier

To Billy it felt as though no time had passed, brow scrunched like he was trying to recall a strange dream that was all ready escaping him. He wasn't on the ship. The air didn't have the same chill they'd left behind. It's not all together new for him. He's had these gaps before, and so has Soldier, but something about this one feels strange for a reason he can't parse.

He sits up, and when he calls out his voice is hoarse from disuse.

"Soldier?" he tries tentatively, pushing to climb out of bed. His legs feel unused to supporting his weight, and he tries not to listen to that voice of fear that lives in his mind and wonders what may have happened here in his absence.

Tommy

He knows he could message Tommy and a fraction of a second later he would be bowled over by his brother, but he thinks it may be less jarring if he finds him in person. He has a mental checklist- the Diner, the Greenhouses, where ever Hargrove is. And once he spies him he braces for the impact he's sure to follow, offering an apologetic smile.

Tony

His room in the University seemed to have been cleared out, Billy sitting on the bed after his brief inspection. There was little doubt Tony would have seen him come on one or more of the cameras, and Billy waited, an impish smile curling on his lips when he was proved right.

"So, which one of you stole all my stuff?" he teased fondly, head ducking in bashful apology for making them all worry so long.

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The thing was that Tommy had been wearing himself thin since his brother's disappearance. It had been a whole thing. When Tommy got into a funk he got into one to rival the worst of Billy's. So yeah, it's not shocking that he looks tired when his brother comes upon him in the greenhouse.

At first he doesn't notice Billy. He's busy working on filling what looks like a large ass pot, perhaps enough of a large one for him to curl up in, with soil and layers of fertilizer. Nearby there is a young tree lush with leaves with a bag wrapped around the roots, keeping it secure until Tommy can get it settled. He's so focused on the task that it takes Billy actually getting closer before he notices anyone is there.

"Not in the mood for company today, unless that's you, Sunshine."

Yes, he has been a grouch lately, who's asking.

Billy's nose wrinkles, and there's a hushed laugh, very much not wanting to mistaken for Tommy's guy.

"I can come back," he teases, magic shimmering round the tree if there was any more question of who he was, and it appears even more lush, practically shining with life.

Before the word 'can' is even finished Tommy has turned around. Sure it means in the process he's accidentally flinging out a trowel full of dirt. But he's staring at Billy with huge eyes. Then his glance flickers up, like he expects there to be a storm. He moves his hands in front of his face, still super high speed, check. Hell, he's moving before 'come' is finished. Just like that he's got his brother in his arms, holding him and trying not to cry.

There he is. Billy holds him tight, brow creasing apologetically.
"You know I'm always gonna come back. Softie," he accuses gently. "I'm sorry it was so long."

No, there was never a promise about all of that. He frowns and squeezes just a bit harder to hide it.

"You couldn't help it."

Well, there is now. Billy just smiles and gives a soft nod.
"Pretty sure I couldn't. You haven't been this moody the whole time I was gone, have you? Your boyfriend's going to have even more reasons to hate me."

"Of course I haven't," Tommy lies easily and through his damn teeth. Even though Tony and Soldier and probably Hargrove will all out him. If not more people. "And he doesn't hate you."

"I tried to kill him, he's allowed to. More reason than most people had," Billy reminds with a grin, not too serious, and not believing Tommy for a minute that he hasn't been a grump this whole time if this is how hard he's hugging him.

"How long have we been back here? I miss anything fun?"

"Maybe he's a bigger guy than you think in that regard," Tommy says with a shrug. But hey, he's finally letting his brother out of the hug.

"Uh, we came back down in, like... I don't know, January? February? Yeah, February. Because it was the Agrii breeding season. Um, Ny Ak got stabbed. Were you here for that? Things were so hectic that I didn't place exactly when you left. Now people are preparing to move the Agrii down here in a few days. Some of them. It's annoying. I don't think they should be here. But of course no one listens to me."

Maybe, but either way, Billy wasn't going to hold it against the guy if he was. He still felt a certain kind of way about Wolverine, and he hadn't actually gotten his claws on him.

"Oh...wow. That's kind of weird. I figured with all the stuff we learned-"

"I didn't vote for it," Tommy repeats. It seems wrong to steal this place from the little guys. "But there were negotiations with the plantkin which I'm told went well. And the ship is trying to be a good influence. And it's letting us keep Mu Ly and most of his people away from the other Agrii, so that's good."

Because stabbing was bad.

Guess who's back?

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