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revivalproject2020-07-24 10:44 am
deal_me_in) wrote in revivalproject2020-07-24 10:44 am
♤ The spaceman says everybody look down, It's all in your mind
WHO: Cayde-6, his crewmates (Ren-Ren, Kitty-Catra, Dapper Cap), and whoever else!
WHERE: Aboard the Starduck, over the communicators
WHAT: SPACE TRIP...?! It's been anticlimactic so far and this Exo be boredCayde they just started
WHEN: Beginning of the trip
WARNINGS: N/A, will adjust as needed.
NOTES: Will match preferred style as tagged. Feel free to make your own threads! Shoulda thought of saying that earlier but you know, hindsight all that stuff
Finally, he's been able to get aboard a ship. He's not really disappointed either; the Starduck's a swanky little thing. Maybe a little over the top. It's fine. Over the top is fun.
He's still been quite adamant about not touching the datapoints, not that it keeps him from trying to do things without them. Probably no one aboard will notice the extra singing about the edges of his hood, and he's had worse to the face when the Agrii "death tool" had bit back. It's nice having a metal head.
Naturally he would have made a beeline for the cockpit, sat himself in the pilot seat, and would have had to be shooed away for the actual pilot to take the controls. And so the next spot he'd be found in would be the bunks, where he's totally laid claim to the Captain's because it being the only single bed, was the most obvious choice.
Lying with arms folded behind his head to stare up at the ceiling and not the underside of someone else's bunk, it serves to keep him entertained for maybe a while unless someone challenges him for the bed. He's willing to give it up within good reason, but if no one complains, this is where he's keeping his stuff.
If it was hard to keep track of the time on the Agra 10, it's even harder on a ship out in space. Thus the question he voices, both aloud and over the network that he assumes is still connecting them to their buddies aboard the other ships, he poses the ever eternally important question:
are we there yet?
WHERE: Aboard the Starduck, over the communicators
WHAT: SPACE TRIP...?! It's been anticlimactic so far and this Exo be bored
WHEN: Beginning of the trip
WARNINGS: N/A, will adjust as needed.
NOTES: Will match preferred style as tagged. Feel free to make your own threads! Shoulda thought of saying that earlier but you know, hindsight all that stuff
Finally, he's been able to get aboard a ship. He's not really disappointed either; the Starduck's a swanky little thing. Maybe a little over the top. It's fine. Over the top is fun.
He's still been quite adamant about not touching the datapoints, not that it keeps him from trying to do things without them. Probably no one aboard will notice the extra singing about the edges of his hood, and he's had worse to the face when the Agrii "death tool" had bit back. It's nice having a metal head.
Naturally he would have made a beeline for the cockpit, sat himself in the pilot seat, and would have had to be shooed away for the actual pilot to take the controls. And so the next spot he'd be found in would be the bunks, where he's totally laid claim to the Captain's because it being the only single bed, was the most obvious choice.
Lying with arms folded behind his head to stare up at the ceiling and not the underside of someone else's bunk, it serves to keep him entertained for maybe a while unless someone challenges him for the bed. He's willing to give it up within good reason, but if no one complains, this is where he's keeping his stuff.
If it was hard to keep track of the time on the Agra 10, it's even harder on a ship out in space. Thus the question he voices, both aloud and over the network that he assumes is still connecting them to their buddies aboard the other ships, he poses the ever eternally important question:
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[Listen, this is no worse than the eponymous rocket of Rocket Town, but... he wishes for some better quality.]
There are those who are tense where you are?
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[He blinks and then laughs, waving a hand.]
Nah! I'm just saying like, in general. Although I guess our pilot's a little intense.
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I would be pleased to see that. And who, may I ask, is your pilot?
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[But he is intrigued. Then again, Reeve had isolated himself rather effectively, had he not. Truly he needed to meet more people.]
I shall keep an eye out for him. Oh, and don't mind the curtained off area here in the cafeteria. That was set up for the Mandolorian. He's very private, will not remove his armor around others. Billy established this as a means to grant him privacy to eat.
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[Cayde arches a brow as he pokes his head into the eating area.]
Huh, that right? One of those types, eh?
[He grins a little, nodding his understanding.]
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[Nope, Reeve doesn't get it. But it's clearly not getting explained.]
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Standard fare of goo and questionable beverages? I brought a few bottles from Temba if anyone's in the mood for something stronger.
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[Reeve feels like, even though he's guiding, he's suddenly struggling to keep up with Cayde. Nice topic change there.]
Alcohol. Interesting. I haven't touched any in a long while. Might take you up on it.
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Figured there's no point letting it sit there if no one's gonna be around. And after seeing the selection, I sure don't regret it.
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Good call.
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From time to time, and I assure you it's not often, I manage those.
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[He's old enough to see the truth of himself thank you very much.]
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C'mon, let's head over to my place for that drink and you two can hang out a while.
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