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.]


|Wildcard|

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Comments

[morethan084]

Really?

[Smiling as he pulls out his sketchbook, she tucks one leg under her as she watches him flip through the pages. Laughing at the sight of the bear, Daisy turns it over to see all of the puns he had written out.]

Gonna be honest, I didn't think there were this many food puns out there. Very impressive.

[Smiling as she reads them, she then places it carefully on her nightstand with the picture of the bear facing them. Daisy leans her good shoulder on the wall, watching him.]

How're you doing?

[malta]

I've had many years to think of puns. A lifetime to knowledge.

[ he brushes off the praise the same way he brushes off asking how he is. ]

We're immortal, Daisy, we're always okay. And I've always wanted to punch a god.

[morethan084]

You know, just because you're physically okay doesn't mean you're doing okay.

[Daisy is very much aware of how hypocritical she's being, but she won't admit to it. Eyebrows lifting, a smile tugs at her lips.]

Yeah, I vaguely heard about that. How did that feel?

[malta]

Hmm, I'll take that into consideration when you do. [ like recognizes like, daisy johnson. he knows, she knows, they both know they know. they're both probably going to keep being hypocrites. ]

Felt like punching any old asshole, honestly, but there's a catharsis in that too.

[morethan084]

[Eyebrows rising briefly in surprise, Daisy can’t help but laugh at the way he just called her out. He’s not wrong.]

Wow. So you punch a lot of elderly people?

[malta]

You've met Andy.

[ yes, they be punching. usually as practice or stress relief but after 900 years sometimes you just have to punch your best friend because they're irritating. ]

[morethan084]

[Daisy’s smile widens at the implication that Andy is part of that elderly group. He’s not wrong though, and she still can’t wrap her head around the fact of just how old Andy actually is.]

So you punch your elderly sister?

[malta]

Yeah and she deserves it.

[ he only uses violence as an appropriate response and sometimes (a lot of the time) it is appropriate amongst family. #siblings he would die for andy and quynh and nile (not booker) but he would suplex the first two through because they're the ones that know all his buttons and relish in pushing them. ]

[morethan084]

I guess it's not disrespecting your elders when you're also an elder.

[She'd pay to see the two of them fight. Hell, she'd bet too. Obviously her money would go towards Andy.]