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[wrathfulkhan]

Characters: Gene, Jackie, Alex, Miles, Aly, and YOOOOUU!!
Date: All of April
Location: Keeliai et al
Situation: The Situation. The one with the MAHSCLES from Jersey Shore.
Warnings/Rating: Will be added as necessary.

A. [Gene] | throughout Keeliai | throughout April | open
Well, here's something odd. Gene's being social. A little bit weirdly so. He seems relaxed and at ease...which is probably a pretty good indicator that something's wrong with him. There's something a little stilted about it, even though he's trying to keep things natural. Maybe that's why it's stilted.

B. [Gene] | House Spicy Iron Dragon | April 2 | closed to Tony
What time is it? That's right, boys and girls. It's time for Gene to do his usual emoting up on the roof. At least it's a nice roof? He'd built it with the express purpose of brooding in mind. Clever boy.

At least he's easy to find. It's been two weeks and he's still shaken up about his mother's rather abrupt appearance and disappearance. Why is it that every time there are these incursions, something happens that breaks him a little more?

C. [Jackie] | the Golden Koi | throughout April | open
After March, Jackie needs a breather. Seeing Wei had been...well, it had been interesting. And Brigid's insistence that her uncle was going to murder him for something he'd had no control over hadn't been exactly comforting either. He's just trying to work at the bar, keep his head down, and mind his own business. He needs a quiet month. Without murder.

Doesn't mean he won't strike up a chat, though.

D. [Alex] | Sky Sector | throughout April | open
Alex has finally saved up enough to move out of the Hotel and into his own small place. Which is good, because being around all of those people for six months was starting to make him extremely cranky. Especially after Mo'd come and gone, which was making him even crankier. Everything is annoying him. Living on his own again is probably going to help fix that. Probably.

Now what the hell is he going to do with the place? He has a small patch of green. Maybe try gardening? Ha! He has a Vantablack thumb.

E. [Miles] | throughout Keeliai | throughout April | open
Time to party hard. By which Miles means, go shoot some B-roll for a story he's going to be doing. Yes, he's got some idiot idea in his head to go chase down something dangerous, because that's just how he is, and he's testing out his repaired camcorder. He can be found wandering the streets with his camcorder in hand, talking to himself, occasionally leaning against a wall, filming his face, checking the angles, and adjusting the light levels. He might be working with what looks like a dinky little camcorder, but it's got some serious guts, and he's an f'ing professional.

F. [Miles] | the Turtle's Head | April 3 | closed to Valdis
Miles has been trying to go up to the Turtle's Head every day or two in order to practice meditation under the calming effect of Tu Vishan, and he's definitely noticed that he's not alone. Those Ban Om guys are there every day, and some of them don't seem to leave. It's a little creepy.

He's been inching a little closer to them every day, doing a little less meditation and a little more observing every time. Hey, he can't help it, he's curious. It's his hamartia. (No, not the John-Green-missing-the-goddamn-point version. The actual version. It's what got him all fucked up at Mount Massive, after all.)

(Miles Upshur: Literal, actual, Aristotelian tragic hero. Because he fucked up by being a dumbass.)

And he's about to fuck up some more. He knows that, and yet he can't stop himself. Damn you, hamartia!

G. [Alex] | Water Sector | April 6 | closed to Bucky
The Water Sector is where Alex does most of his shopping, and some of the kedan merchants have at least learned to grudgingly respect the Foreigner who knows the rules of bartering and is very good at getting what he wants - but is always sure not to cheat them out of what they're due. It's while he's getting some groceries that he notices the man with no arm. A Foreigner, clearly. He doesn't stare; he's seen every type of injury and amputation. But he limps nearby all the same, to get the measure of the man.

H. [Aly] | Metal Sector | mid-late April | open
At least the Metal Sector is somewhat familiar. It reminds her of cities back home, almost, or Linali. She can almost pretend that she's Otherside instead of stuck here. Almost.

She's fidgeting with the ring on her hand, walking around and window-shopping. She's obviously quite new.

I. [Aly] | Earth Sector/Wood Sector | mid-late April | open
Of course, there's more than one way to get the lay of the land, and that's from the air. Sort of. She can't transform into anything that flies, and she can't fly on her own, but she's taught herself how to parkour, sort of, and on a good day she can do a wuxia wire-leap that looks impossible. She just has to believe in herself hard enough.

If anyone's around at night, she can be seen walking and running around on the roofs of the Earth Sector, or climbing trees in the Wood Sector.

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Comments

[saintoflangley]

"Sure," Alex says, and smiles a little. "They took a one-footed one."

Alex, why are you like this.

[protivvyter]

It's a near thing, but Bucky doesn't look down at Alex's obviously truncated leg. He wants to ask, but he doesn't. "It's easier to handle things missing a foot than an arm." He points out, teasing now.

[saintoflangley]

It's been thirty years. He's used to it. It's still annoying, but it's been there for half his life. He didn't even get a cool vibranium foot. Bucky clearly got the better end of the deal.

"I'm sure they'll find something for you to do, even if that was your dominant arm," Alex says, matching his tone. Hey, amputees gotta stick together, right?

[protivvyter]

Bucky smiles crookedly. "Hopefully it's not paperwork." It's one thing he's always been glad to miss out on: paperwork. He'd never really had to do much more than give verbal reports during the war (Steve had had to do paperwork, he thinks.) and during his HYDRA years... well, they'd been more interested in results.

A server walks by, tripping over something and Bucky catches her arm, steadying the mug and tea pot on it. Once she's regained her balance, he lets her go, and calmly sips his tea.

[saintoflangley]

"Oh, that's something I don't miss," Alex says gravely, and before he can say say anything else, the other man catches the arm of the server who's about to trip and spill tea everywhere.

He's seen reflexes like that before. Not from a one-armed man, but, well.

"Good catch," he says, and that's all.

[protivvyter]

"Never really had paperwork. Steve handled it all." He would help, usually by making a nuisance of himself until Steve told him to go away, but he helped!

But that had been the extent of his paperwork doing. No one wanted him doing it anyway. His handwriting sucked.

[saintoflangley]

Steve. More from James. How interesting. Alex is filing away every bit of information about this man that he can, especially after that catch.

"You're lucky. I always had to do it all myself." Nobody to pass it off to, unfortunately. Being the Station Chief meant an obnoxious amount of paperwork. He's a field man at heart, if not in body so much anymore.

[protivvyter]

There's a lot of things to find out about Bucky. None of them make any sense. Especially the whole "being in cryostasis off and on for seventy years" thing.

Still, he was careful about what he said. The name Steve wouldn't give Alex too much information. Now if Steve showed up, that was completely separate.

"My handwriting is crap, even when I have two arms."

[saintoflangley]

He's an expert at piecing together things that don't make sense. Give him time.

Friend named Steve. More information than nothing.

"I know that feeling," Alex says with a wry grin. His handwriting's always been garbage, but missing the foot had been a real blow to the field man who'd run track in high school.

[protivvyter]

Bucky hasn't had time to miss his arm. Plus, it was given to him by Nazi scientists. He's quite fine with being one armed. "Thank you, for the advice." He says, finishing his tea. "Unless you have more?"

[saintoflangley]

Well, maybe he'll get a better one. With blackjack. And hookers. In fact, forget the arm.

"Nothing immediately comes to mind," he says. "But if you have any more questions, you can usually find me at the KPD."

[protivvyter]

Bucky nods. "Then I'll thank you for the tea. I should get back to the shelter." There isn't a curfew, but he likes knowing he'll have a guaranteed bed for the night.