OTA April Catch-All

[morethan084]

CHARACTERS: Daisy Johnson and You
LOCATION: All throughout the station
DATE: April 19th-Until their next mission
CONTENT: Catch-all
WARNINGS: Injury talk



|Daisy’s Room|

[A lot of Daisy’s time the first few days back is spent in her room. Just having a bed again was nice. After having to get used to sleeping on a damp, hard floor. Startling at the sound of a knock on the door, Daisy turns her head to see if her roommate is here before getting up slower than she would’ve liked.]

Coming.

[Between not having much to eat in the last few weeks, and all of the fighting they had done. Daisy is feeling weaker than she would ever admit. Opening the door, Daisy smiles tiredly.]

Hey. What’s up?

[She totally wasn’t just asleep. Nope. Very much awake. There are dark circles under her eyes and wounds that have been patched up. Most of them are hidden, but a few can be seen on her face and hands.]

|Kitchen|

[When she isn’t sleeping, she can be found in the kitchen, heating up something simple. Zoning out as she waits for the food to finish up. Daisy turns when she hears footsteps approaching only to realize she never set a timer.]

Shit.

[Grabbing an oven mitt, she pulls out the chicken nuggets she had been cooking for herself, and they’re more or less burnt.]

Think they’ll be edible with enough ketchup?

|Infirmary|

[Daisy might not have any medical training, but even she knows she can’t keep the same bandages on until her wounds heal. Having just gotten out of the shower, Daisy makes her way back to the infirmary to grab a few supplies. She doesn’t know the drawers and cabinets like the people who work in here do however. So she can’t be as quick to get in and out of here as she’d like to be.]

|Common Room|

[Sprawled out on one of the couches reading a random book from the shelf, Daisy’s more or less just staring at the book, zoned out, when someone tries to catch her attention. Snapping out of it, she looks up in their direction.]

Hey.

[Pulling her feet in to give them room to sit, Daisy scoots up, so she’s not so slouched over.]

How are you doing?

[She’s looking better than she had the other day, but she’s still banged up pretty good.]

|Training Room|

[Finally feeling more like herself, Daisy wastes no time in getting back to training. For a while, she’s by herself in here. Taking out of her frustrations on a punching bag while blasting music, it feels good to be back in her old routine.

Suddenly her music lowers considerably, and she turns to see someone’s lowered it,]

Sorry, what?

[She assumes they were trying to say something to her and she just hadn’t heard them anyway.]


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infirmary

[firstroar]

Daisy.

[it's almost spoken out as just a matter-of-fact, rather than a prompting question. his psionics are down, so it took until she moved toward the cabinets to recognize her. he's sat near the wall, waiting out an infusion.

seeing her in here, his eyes flick quickly from her familiar face to her searching hands. was someone else harmed? was she?]

[morethan084]

[Rifling through one of the drawers, Daisy turns quickly at Blue's voice.]

Oh, hey.

[Her smile fades into concern when she notices he's hooked up to an IV.]

Everything okay?

[firstroar]

[he looks at her silently for a beat more, mirroring her expression in a faint way.]

Were you harmed? Or...did you come on someone's behalf. [uno reverse card]

common room

[aurable]

[ Drift had wandered on with no real plan after reasoning that he needed to be anywhere that wasn't locked up in his room. Which, he technically still was, but at least like this, he could say he was making an effort.

The sound of rifling through the bookshelves must have gotten Daisy's attention, who moved to make room, but Drift waved her off. ]

You can keep the couch. You look like you need room to stretch. [ Dropping down into one of the lounge seats, he looked at the book in her hands. The one that she hadn't flipped a single page in for almost five minutes. ]

I realized that I never actually read a physical book and thought I'd give it a whirl. Yours any good?

[morethan084]

[Daisy keeps her legs pulled closer to her until he takes a seat in one of the chairs. Looking at the book in her hands that's still on the first page, she winces.]

Honestly? I have no idea.

[Finally closing it, Daisy places it in her lap as she moves to face him. Crossing her legs under her.]

You've never read a physical book, ever?

[aurable]

[ Drift leaned in and squinted at the half-covered title of the book she was holding. ] Gravity's Rainbow by Thomas Pynchon? If you're trying to put yourself to sleep, you picked a good one.

[ At her question Drift shook his head and held up one hand, flexing his fingers. ]

Giant robot hands. Makes it hard to pick up a good book to wind down the evening.

Common room

[cruelyethuman]

[The return was less jarring this time - whether from experience or from the mission itself, he doesn't know. But the weariness that lingers in his limbs are from Scorpion's Bend, not Sedorum.

The fates that befell those who made a deal with the orbs were becoming more and more obvious. The fall that they all suffered, the twist in their wishes and the results that left nothing but ruin and pain in its wake.

Welford, trembling and weak-voiced still haunts his nightmares and he slips in to the seat next to Daisy, eyeing the book in her hands.]

I'm fine.

[He was still breathing. The injuries from the battle healed and the ring of scabbed-over burns on both of his wrists were hidden underneath the sleeve of his shirt and the black gloves on his hands.]

I'm always fine. How are you?

[morethan084]

[Daisy's expression briefly shows that she doesn't quite believe that, but she won't say that out loud. It would be hypocritical of her to call him out on it. With him next to her, Daisy swivels around so she's properly sitting on the couch.]

I'm--

Okay.

[It's not a lie. Physically she's feeling a little better, mentally...

Well, she won't even go there.]

Can't really seem to get into this book though.

[Daisy finally closes it and places it on the table in front of the couch.]

How are your wrists?

[cruelyethuman]

Ah- [a slight humming sound as he leans forward to read the spine of the pale book she placed down on the table] Finding it hard to stay interested in A thousand and one ways to decorate your bathroom? Well, I can't say that I blame you.

[Before leaning back, shoulders brushing as he settle back against the soft cushions.]

Healing.

[His only physical reminder of Alina, stamped in to his bones with the banked heat of the sun this time instead of merely ringing his wrists in blue dots of fingerprints.

As if anything could ever rival the tattoos on his heart, the promises he never quite lets himself forget.]

It's strange, isn't it? How the station seems to expect us to simply return unchanged from every mission.

daisy's room

[malta]

Nothing.

[ nothing but joe folding daisy into his arms in the world's warmest and gentlest hug because he doesn't know the extent of her injuries but knows enough about her to assume it's worse than she'd ever let on. he is the king of bear hugs, but he knows how to cradle something very precious in his arms too and daisy is already precious to him.

he kisses the side of her head for good measure. ]

I missed you.

[morethan084]

Oh--

[She's not expecting the hug, but it's definitely nice and something she would never say no to. Wincing when pressure is applied to her shoulder, Daisy doesn't pull back until he does.]

Did you want to come in?

[Her bed is unmade, and she's got empty bags of chips and half empty water bottles near the bed.]

[malta]

Sure.

[ he doesn't mind mess, he tends to thrive in a sort of organized chaos himself, so unless daisy is living in actual filth and squalor, a disinterest in hurling a water bottle into the recycling doesn't bother him. it doesn't seem cause for concern. ]

How are you feeling?

kitchen goblins

[oiorpata]

[ daisy is. hm. once again being somewhat avoidant. it's not as bad as before the mission, but she hasn't really reached out, only given a nod or an awkward smile from afar. andy has been trying to give her the benefit of the doubt - she still doesn't know what taeum was like for her, knows she was going through a downward spiral of self esteem, but it comes to the point where andy is a little tired of it. maybe because it seems so silly in the long run, maybe because she does miss her, maybe it's still a concern she cannot erase. ]

[ she does, however, think that perhaps it will be best to avoid any alcohol this time. ]

[ she's walking through the ship towards daisy's room when the smell of burning hits her, and she pauses for a second, wondering if it was her that forgot something in the oven, but a peek into the kitchen tells her otherwise. ]

[ perfect, just the person she was looking for, and the nuggets will keep her trapped at least for a few minutes. daisy does not seem the type to abandon them. ]

You won't eat freshly cooked coyote, but you'll eat burnt chicken nuggets? [ andy is a hypocrite. she will also eat burnt chicken nuggets. ]

[morethan084]

[Daisy turns towards that all too familiar voice after placing the tray on top of the stove, schooling her expression so she doesn't look so caught off guard. Forcing a smile on her face,]

I never said that, I just said I wouldn't without a lot of ketchup.

[In truth, she's been afraid to have 'the talk' with Andy. You know, about the time Daisy tried to kiss her. About how she had a complete mental breakdown right in front of her. It was so embarrassing, and Daisy still felt awful for reading too much into their past interactions and thinking that maybe Andy had felt the same way.

Moving over to the fridge, Daisy grabs the ketchup from there and then a plate.]

I'd open a window, but I don't think that's a smart idea.

[Ha-ha she's so funny and not at all trying to avoid making direct eye contact with Andy.]

[oiorpata]

[ wow daisy, way to be an adult. the avoidance doesn't work very well when it is very obvious what is happening here. not even chicken nuggets can save that via distraction. ]

I'll be sure to keep a supply on hand. [ ketchup is not the point of this conversation, so her tone is idle, almost automatic. ]

I've heard you need a space helmet for that. [ she knows some stuff about NASA. ] Should I tell you I was looking for you or do you wanna start by just offering me a nugget?

kitchen

[callada]

[Or, kitchen, for now. But Rosinante feels like his stomach is a black hole that he's still trying to catch up on after the last couple of weeks. The smell of food lured him right in with the hopes he could try some weird dish these Earth people like, and maybe make something of his own to contribute.

But as it draws nearer, the smell of delicious baked something meaty turns to not so delicious burnt something. He picks up the pace only to see Daisy caught them at the same time.]

Those don't look too far gone. Maybe mix the ketchup with hot sauce, that'll numb your tongue. I'd eat 'em if I was stuck on some rocky island without any other options.

[... Not a ringing endorsement, actually. And even then, mussels and snails and fish aren't hard to come by.]

[morethan084]

[Daisy's expression falls a little at the sight of Rosi. Ever since her last talk with Newt, his words about Rosi have been eating away at her.]

Uh--

I don't know, that sounds pretty far gone to me.

[She smiles, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes. Which is easy to write off as her just being tired, because she is.]

Can't be worse than snake soup?

infirmary

[hatejakku]

Here.

[ In front of her, Finn places a box of bandages, medical tape, a pair of scissors, and a couple of tubes of some kind of cream. He's not sure exactly what she's looking for but he can make a wild guess.

Finn hasn't been doing too hot lately, either. His appearance is that of exhaustion, even slouching a little more than he'd ever been seen doing before, his clothes a little baggy and comfortable. But he's not skipping on his duties, though, his promises to others. That includes doing some tasks in the infirmary from time to time.

And he happens to know his way around in here. ]

Do you want any help?

[morethan084]

Oh--

Thanks.

[Tucking her hair behind her ear, Daisy smiles softly as she looks from the stuff he's set out for her to Finn himself. He looks about as good as she feels.]

I think I've got it. You okay? You look like you're about to collapse.

common room.

[bijective]

As well as the rest of you lot are.

[ Hermann certainly doesn’t mean to intrude during her leisurely time. Lord knows they are all due for an extended vacation on beach shore far away in the outskirts of the universe. ]

Then again, I am not on the front lines when things take a turn for the worse.

[morethan084]

[Her thoughts immediately go to Newt at the sight of Hermann, but it's not fair of her to just throw all of her concerns and frustrations about him onto Hermann. So she keeps it to herself, for now.]

Everybody's role is just as important, and just as dangerous.

[Daisy points out, hands still holding the book open against her legs, but her focus is on him now.]

infirmary

[coordination]

What are you looking for?

[ Here he is, voice cutting through that silence. ]

[morethan084]

[Daisy quickly turns to look over her shoulder at that familiar voice, barely hiding a wince at the way it hurts her neck.]

Oh, uh--

Just some supplies.

Kitchen

[singlelogbridge]

[Curious over her exclamation (and delighted to have run into her since he'd meant to seek her out,) Wei Wuxian wanders over and peers over her shoulder. He doesn't know what chicken nuggets are, but he is fairly sure they aren't meant to be that color.]

Something spicier would hide the flavor better. [He taps one of the burnt nuggets with the back of his finger and it skitters loudly across the pan with a few quiet clangs, hard as a rock. Sorry for touching your food, Daisy, but he's pretty sure you shouldn't stick that in your mouth anyway.]

Ah...maybe a lot of something very spicy.

[morethan084]

[Daisy does a double take when he suddenly appears behind her shoulder before moving out of the way as he steps towards the stove.]

I don't know if it's bad to say that I've literally eaten worse, but...

[Like snake.]

I think there's hot sauce around here somewhere.

[Dryly she adds,]

I take it you don't want any?