home sweet home? (closed)

[bloodbathing]

Who: Leonard Church and Agents Washington, Texas, and Maine
What: Meetings, reunions, and definitely no awkwardness.
When: shortly after the April intro log
Where: Islet #4, Cottage #3
Warnings: canon typical language


[ What's better than a group of space marines with lots of interpersonal baggage? Plucking them all from different points in time, then shoving them in the same house and seeing what happens.

MINGLE POST. Make your own top-levels, tag around, go nuts. ]

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Tex - morning after arriving

[a_shadow]

[ Tex is barely coherent by the time they get back to the hut from the Denny. She's so damn tired. She pushed herself way too hard that day. Church leads her to a bed and gives her something to wear. She slowly, slowly removes her armor, exhausted, and slips into the stuff he'd brought her.

Before she knows it, she's awakening again. She doesn't even remember falling asleep. She must have slept long and hard because she's starving again. And she really has to go to the bathroom.

She exits her room and, realizing there's no bathroom, goes out into the woods to piss. Then she's back, poking around in the cottage's built-in shelving looking for something to eat.

Ugh. This is why she hates being in the human body. Couldn't she have arrived in the robot, like Church did?

And did she just make that noise out loud? ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Okay! Okay. Tex is here. Tex is here, and she was in a different place after the EMP, annnnd she's got a squishy human body now he really wishes he could kiss (but hey, no reason they can't experiment with things later, just, maybe don't think about that right now, let's put that aside for the moment, thanks!), and things are more awkward than they should be but hey. That's pretty normal. Especially with Wash around being all...guilty and apologetic and...not a fucking prick except when he's terrible at explanations.

It's fine! This is all fine. He doesn't need to eat, doesn't really technically need to sleep but rests out of habit and help cut down on energy consumption, and even if he was out in the woods, sure, it'd be uncomfortable, but he's probably not gonna rot or anything. So he doesn't always stay at the cottage. Doesn't always feel like he's got much use here. Maybe he could learn to make some furniture? Thatch the roof? There's always letting out Ami to play and get sunshine.

But when he's not off exploring, meandering, he always ends up back here. It's slightly less lonely now. Makes him feel better. Especially with Tex. Who he's trying not to follow around like a creep. Give her some space. But god, it's hard.]

agent washington + bonus amitusha

[counterblows]

[The resident tigerlily is having a ball with all these NEW PEOPLE that she's never met. C.T. had some time to train her as something of a therapy animal before she left, which means that the more distressed someone's going to get, the more Ami is going to plaintively nudge and cajole for you to give her some attention and lower your blood pressure.]

[Wash, for his part, spends most of his time doing just that, periodically stroking her back with a compulsive murmur of "shh, shh, it's all right, girl" to indicate that he's got nerves like no one else. His helmet is off but the rest of his armor is yet to be dismantled in full; as if by keeping part of that shell in place, it might shield him for whatever comes next.]

[It's doubtful it will.]

agent maine

[bloodbathing]

[ Routine is an old friend of Maine's. It's what most of his life has been structured by. Within a routine, he's comfortable. He knows what he's supposed to be doing, and his temper remains mostly unaffected by day to day annoyances.

When Maine wakes up in this place, his routine is immediately broken.

He can still work out. He can still maintain his equipment. He can still gather intel, scout the area, and everything else he used to do on a regular deployment. But he doesn't have a fucking razor: he can't shave.

In one fell swoop, Maine's mood turns sour. His sole objective becomes finding something — anything — that he can use to remove his stubble. ]


(( ooc: or wildcard it! maine will be poking around both inside and outside the house. inside, maine will be fully armored minus his helmet. outside, he'll have the helmet on as well. ))