ximilialog | open 🗡october catch all

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open 🗡october catch all

CHARACTERS: andy + you
LOCATION: various places on board ximilia
DATE: post braccia mission!
CONTENT: andy's day to day et all
WARNINGS: none atm, will update as needed

01 🗡 SUNLIGHT ROOM

[ andy claimed a bed in the dorms, but it doesn't mean she always uses it. she prefers napping and sleeping in the sunlight room, because even if she knows it probably isn't real, it feels real enough to trick her for a little while. it's definitely her favorite and most frequented spot on board. she's got a supply of blankets and booze tucked near her tree, which is all she really needs. ]

[ sometimes she is sleeping, sometimes she's just laying there in the grass, staring up at the sky. her labrys is always nearby, whether she's with her blanket nest near one of the trees she's claimed for herself or hanging out with her feet in the stream. sometimes she just... wanders, wishing it was bigger. ]

[ she sits by the brook, munching on a big bowl of cereal while the water swims by her feet. there's a sealed bottle of what she hopes is close enough to vodka in the grass by her shoes, and her pants are rolled up to her knees. ] It's not that cold, in case you're wondering.

[ or maybe you just... find her in her blanket burrito, dead asleep. one of the nice things about being immortal is she doesn't have to worry about anyone killing her while she's resting. she has no wounds to heal from via braccia, she's just very tired. all the time. ]

02 🗡 KITCHEN GREMLIN

[ just because andy is rather old doesn't mean she's got any sort of finesse in the kitchen. she knows how to cook, of course, but she doesn't really... care to most of the time. especially when she's had a millennium of nicky's food and nicky's cooking and he enjoys taking over there. so when she eats on ximilia, she eats more like a goblin. ]

[ it's not like there's a sun cycle, and her body is struggling a little bit to get into a set schedule when she can't follow a nature based pattern. so she ends up in the kitchen scrounging for food at all hours of the day and night, running into all sorts of people. ]

[ catch her sitting on the countertop eating pasta - but it's just the plain noodles, freshly boiled, still in the pot which she is holding one handed with an oven mitt, the other hand making use of her fork. it looks close enough to spaghetti that she deemed it acceptable and she probably made a little too much for one person, but again: she is simply eating it out of the pot. it might not be shareable. ]

[ there's very little that isn't acceptable to her for food at this point. andromache the scythian will eat anything, and they don't have what she needs to make good baklava. ]

03 🗡 TRAINING ROOM

[ andy isn't in here training. she doesn't need any training. but she is here to watch and check out what other people are capable of, to see how and where they'll all be useful the next time around. she already knows there are quite a few skilled people aboard, but she's curious about the variety. she carries no weapons on her here, not worried about needing any. plenty of people have already offered their services to the whole group, and she hasn't quite decided if she intends to be among those numbers. ]

[ still, she knows some people have seen what she can do by now, whether via the fighting rings or via the heist itself. mostly she is munching on what she thinks are some kind of potato chips with a half empty bottle of presumably wine beside, idly observing the people who come in and out like some kind of weirdo. she has to get her entertainment somehow. ]

[ but she will clap if she is particularly impressed by something! cheers. ]

04 🗡 WILDCARD

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[It tastes like garbage too, but she's too lazy to try and find something else.]

You get used to it, eventually.

[Daisy never thought she'd get used to being in space, but she grew used to it surprisingly quickly. Besides, touching down on other planets helped with that.]

How long have you been here anyway?

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[ there's worse than dry cereal, but andy has a very large pallet experience. ]

Are you from space too, or just better adjusted here? [ she feels like she has to keep adding on people to the space list, but when she thinks about it, she doesn't know much about daisy other than her name and her very cool powers. though the braces suggest something uncomfortable there. ]

In the kitchen? About a half hour. [ she takes another forkful of pasta, knowing that was not the question posed. ] But I arrived a little bit before the Braccia mission. You?

Not originally, no. But I've spent a lot of time in space the last few years.

[Time traveling too, but there's no need to make Andy's head explode just yet.

Smiling at her joke, Daisy rolls her eyes as she digs through the cereal box.]

Since just before our first mission. Kinda glad you missed out on that one. A lot of us were transforming into monsters, which is as fun as it sounds.

Astronaut? [ her next best guess, though she's slowly getting better at recognizing that some people just live in space without extensive training. she's evidently becoming one of them, which probably makes it easier. ]

I heard a little bit about it, but nothing about transformations. [ what the fuck. ] What kind of monsters?

[Daisy doesn't mean to, but it's not an assumption she'd ever expect to be made of her.]

Sorry, no. Definitely not. It's kind of a long story, don't want to bore you with the details.

[Her smile fades when she, fairly, asks what kind of monsters they turned into.]

I don't know that there are even names for what we were turning into. I never made it to fully transforming, thank god.

[Daisy looks up at her, trying to see whether or not she just scared her with the possibility of something like that happening again.]

Anyway, espionage is a lot easier to deal with.

Maybe some other time then. [ she's starting to get more and more curious about people's experiences with space. ]

Yeah, the more I hear about it, the more I'm glad for my timing. [ she wonders how her body would handle a transformation like that. would it see it as a wound? would she be fighting to heal it the whole time? hopefully she won't have to find out. ]

[ but there isn't any fear on her face, mostly just contemplation. ]

Are you a spy? [ it's not accusatory or suspicious, she asks it like someone would ask about the weather. ]

[Daisy shrugs playfully when Andy correctly guesses what her occupation is.]

I’m pretty sure I’m not allowed to answer that.

[Even though she’s done just that by not answering it.]

What about you? What do you do? You seemed pretty quick on your feet when we were stuck in that room together.

That's a giveaway answer. But I'm pretty good at keeping secrets. [ her tone is very light, breezy. she really doesn't care whether or not daisy is a spy, she's done plenty of similar work. ]

[ ugh, she really needs to come up with a good answer for the job question. ] Freelancing.

[ it sort of worked on jim? she's trying to gauge how well mercenary might jive with people here. ] Security consultant, security details. It varies.

Is it?

[Daisy's smile widens, playing dumb on purpose. Her eyebrows lift when Andy explains what she does.]

Well that definitely explains...

[Daisy gestures towards her, she obviously keeps in shape.]

How'd you get into that kind of work?

Still evasive. You're giving off all the tell-tale signs. [ she's still teasing, even if now she definitely thinks daisy is a spy. a spy with superpowers. ]

[ andy grins when daisy gestures. ] You noticed.

[ it's hard not to be in shape, just from the way she exists and has existed all this time. ] Lots of training. It's good money, depending on the job.

Or maybe I'm just messing with you?

[Daisy offers, smiling coyly at her.

Laughing when she calls her out, Daisy shrugs. How could she not notice? Especially after their fun adventure in the water.]

I feel that. I thought I was in decent shape until I started training for...

My job.

[Yes she's going to keep up with being all secretive.]

What kind of job were you doing before you ended up here?

Are you? [ she offers her own smile in return, though andy's is more playful. ]

[ andy knows she is in incredibly good shape, but she doesn't actually think about it too often. she's had plenty of time to reach that point. ] Or are you just being cagey because you're a spy? I hear that requires a lot of training.

[ she is 100% never going to let it go now. ]

I was in a lull. Hadn't picked up a new one yet.

[Daisy doesn't answer verbally, just gives a vague shrug in response. A spy never shares their secrets.]

Sounds like a lot of work, can imagine it's hard to get breaks often.

[Daisy nods towards the pot in her hands.]

How's the pasta?

[ daisy is definitely a spy. that's the biggest conclusion andy is coming away with. ]

Surprisingly no. If I want a break, I just take one. [ she just came off a break, regretted the job, and is now considering retirement forever as soon as they get copley. ]

[ she shoves another forkful in her mouth. ] It's fine. I've definitely had better, but I wasn't really thinking about the taste. How's your cereal?

[Daisy honestly has no idea what she'd do if she wasn't constantly working. SHIELD gave her a purpose, and she's just not ready to give that up. Everyone else on the team is so ready to be done with this and it hurts. Even after her talk with Mack, she's terrified to be alone.]

So much for a lull.

[What with the insane last mission and everything.]

Stale.

[But she still ate it anyway.]

What's life like where you're from?

[Daisy asks, realizing how silly that sounds she laughs.]

I've met way too many people here who've come from vastly different places.

I don't mind too much. [ it's a different kind of break, one from the expectations of humanity at home. ]

Sometimes stale is still edible. [ and she's eaten some really stale shit in her life. ]

It's not a weird question, at least here. I'm from Earth, so if you are too, it's presumably similar.

[Daisy walks over to the sink after grabbing a glass to fill it with water.]

Does your version of Earth have aliens and people with super powers?

No.

[ her healing isn't a superpower! ]

Though I'm learning that's apparently more common for other Earths. Clearly yours has superpowers. [ she gestures at the braces on daisy's wrists with her fork. ]

[It most certainly is!

Daisy looks down at her wrist after taking a sip of her water, almost forgetting about them.]

Really didn't think I'd have to hold up a building when we were in Braccia.

And I thought what you did in the water room was impressive.

[ she'd heard a little about that, the way the building remained standing. she hadn't been particularly concerned for herself on that front, but in retrospect it could have been really bad. ]

Did it hurt you?

You were pretty impressive there too.

[Daisy's smile fades a little at her question, brushing it off with a shrug.]

I've had worse.

[To the point that she almost went paralyzed...]

It's all that aforementioned training. [ she doesn't want to say it wasn't the hardest thing she's ever done, but it was not the hardest thing she's ever done. ]

[ andy hums, because that's not a no. ]

What do the braces do for it? Stabilize?

[Daisy smiles at her joke. She's funny, which isn't necessarily surprising. They didn't really get to know each other during that last mission.]

Basically.

Got a bunch of hairline fractures, so--

[Daisy lifts her arms, waving them sarcastically.]

Downside to my powers.

Ouch. [ just because andy can heal doesn't mean she can't feel pain! ]

That happen every time you use them? Or just for the really big building breaker moments?

Not always. I usually have these gauntlets that help with all of that, but I didn't have them for the last mission.

[Daisy smiles sadly.]

Didn't really think I'd have to hold up a building.

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