open 🗡october catch all

[oiorpata]

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

[ wild card!! hit me up to plot for something more specific if you want, on disco @ romanitas#5368 or communism! pls hit me up for some event follow up and after math stuff!! c: ]

Comments

[oiorpata]

It's better, yeah. [ all those centuries alone? no thank you. not again. she needs her breaks, but she always comes back to them. ]

Something you know or don't know?

[ his tone could go either way. ]

[scarcastically]

I haven't had that kind of luxury.

[ because that's what it is. you never know when the system will beat you down and take people from you. history is enough context there. ]

[oiorpata]

[ she hums. ]

Yeah, it is a luxury. One I know I'm lucky to have.

[ her centuries of isolation at the start prove that alone. ]

Sorry to hear it.

[scarcastically]

[ erik shrugs, nonchalant. everyone feels bad about it. no one wants to do anything about it. ]

'Least here I can catch a break.

[oiorpata]

[ erik she just met you like a week ago* what else is she supposed to do!! ]

[ *a week in andy time, which is notoriously incorrect. ]

Is that what you're taking this place as? A break?

[scarcastically]

Why not? It ain't too bad. I've run enough missions in my life.

[oiorpata]

[ she gives her own little shrug. ]

You can do what you want with it. I was only curious.

[scarcastically]

There are no cops and I'm in space.

Pretty much a great vacay.

[oiorpata]

A good vacation combination. Presumably. It's my first time in space, so I don't really have anything to compare it to.

[ she is also team fuck cops so that goes unnoted. ]

[scarcastically]

[ he shrugs. ]

Neither do I, but the bar is low.

[oiorpata]

Don't rule out all disappointment. [ she'd tilt a glass at him, if she had one. a rarity that she doesn't! ]

Lemme see that bow.

[scarcastically]

It's right here.

[ erik pulls it up. the string is clearly magic, glowing with power. he points to a little device at the edge of the bow. ]

Here's the battery.

[oiorpata]

[ she takes it easily and with familiarity for handling a bow, even if the magic part is definitely new. she looks it over anyway, resisting the urge to touch the string. ]

The arrows are really endless, as long as it's rechargeable?

[scarcastically]

Yeah. Charge lasts maybe two months and then you'll need to bring it back to me.

[oiorpata]

Is it something I can learn how to do myself eventually too?

[ she fiddles with it, but the basic concept is similar enough that andy gets it up and running with relative ease. a few seconds later, she takes aim at one of the targets across the room and fires. it lands a little off center, mostly because she's still adjusting to the feel of it in her hand, but it's still accurate enough that it would have done it's job. ]

[scarcastically]

[ he shrugs loosely. ]

Maybe? Depends on how tech savvy you are. And I don't mean your basic comp skills. This isn't a regular battery. It's a prototype I designed just for this.

[oiorpata]

[ there's a pause. ]

I have the basics of early 21st Century Earth, but I'm no engineer.

[scarcastically]

So the answer is "no", then.

[ the basics of early 21st century earth,,, okay boomer. ]

[oiorpata]

[ wow EXCUSE she is older than the boomers!! ]

I can get by, but Booker handles most of the advanced tech.

[scarcastically]

[ still counts. ]

Yeah, so you'll have to bring it back to me.

[oiorpata]

Not a problem, as long as you're still around.

[ a beat. ]

Thanks. [ for giving her the really cool bow. ]

[scarcastically]

I'll be around.

[ where else could he go anyway? ]

And you're welcome.