Daisy Johnson (
morethan084) wrote in
ximilialog2022-04-20 10:36 am
OTA April Catch-All
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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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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no subject
[Daisy isn’t sure what exactly is wrong with him, but he did mention vaguely how not having access to the force left him feeling weird. To now have it back, maybe it was overwhelming?]
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Getting it back was like-... I don't know how to describe it. It was like losing the Force took away all of my senses, and gaining it again brought them all back. At once.
[ Sensory overload times a thousand, all day, every day. ]
Just takes some getting used to.
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Have you always had the force?
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Yeah, it does. It’s like something was missing, but you couldn’t put a finger on it?
no subject
Is that what your abilities are like?
no subject
[She rarely ever brings up her parents. The only ones who even know about any of that aren't here, and the idea of having to explain all of it was just not something she could bring herself to do.]
Anyway, things changed after I got my powers.
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Yeah, I understand. Or, well, I think I do. People with mine are looked up to back home, like they'll either do great or terrible things. I was pretty scared when I realized that I had it.
But the changes haven't all been bad, right? [ They haven't for Finn. ]
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[Daisy doesn't often bring up her life back home, for a multitude of reasons.]
It wasn't always easy though. When I first got them, I had no idea how to control them. That was a pretty terrifying and isolating time for me.
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Is it uncommon in your galaxy? The things that you can do?
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[Daisy shrugs,]
Still, we're looked down on for what we can do. The media definitely doesn't help our image either.