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[Stargirl? How did he -
Oh right, the usernames. She has to really tip her head back to look him in the eye. But she does so with a smile.
Oh my stars, he's incredibly tall.]
Clara's my actual name. Clara Oswald.
[She extends her arm for a handshake, still staring right on up at him. Seriously, he's so tall and she's so...not.]
[Stargirl? How did he -
Oh right, the usernames. She has to really tip her head back to look him in the eye. But she does so with a smile.
Oh my stars, he's incredibly tall.]
Clara's my actual name. Clara Oswald.
[She extends her arm for a handshake, still staring right on up at him. Seriously, he's so tall and she's so...not.]
[Ah, yeah, that look. He's just going to keep getting that here, and by now he's used to it. He stoops a little to shake her hand.]
Rosinante. Nice to meet you, Clara. And like I think I said, I'm glad someone else got to thinking we'd better get organized. What do you do back home?
[So many of these people he's met are military that now he's wondering if he should assume it as a likely default. Was she in requisitions? Some sort of logistics officer? That kind of support is honestly sorely needed around here.]
Rosinante. Nice to meet you, Clara. And like I think I said, I'm glad someone else got to thinking we'd better get organized. What do you do back home?
[So many of these people he's met are military that now he's wondering if he should assume it as a likely default. Was she in requisitions? Some sort of logistics officer? That kind of support is honestly sorely needed around here.]
I've finished with your explosives. You'll have two stun grenades, two bottle bombs, three smoke bombs, and one shrapnel bomb.
[He rolled super well on his tinkering checks, that's why.]
Also, your gun should be able to hold four more bullets now, and I've managed to reduce the recoil when it fires. It's still not very light, though, I wasn't quite able to work that out in time.
[He rolled super well on his tinkering checks, that's why.]
Also, your gun should be able to hold four more bullets now, and I've managed to reduce the recoil when it fires. It's still not very light, though, I wasn't quite able to work that out in time.
Honestly, right now I'd settle for some food. It's been a long night. [He skipped dinner for this all-night project, and now his stomach is making it very very clear he shouldn't have done that. God he's hungry.]
That works, yes.
That works, yes.
[That question always seems to come up here. She shrugs her shoulders and pulls a face that says she knows this answer is ridiculous but there's no getting around it.]
Me? I'm a schoolteacher.
[It's a logistics position of sorts. But definitely not what he's thinking.]
Me? I'm a schoolteacher.
[It's a logistics position of sorts. But definitely not what he's thinking.]
Oh. You know what? That's refreshing to hear.
[He laughs a little, annoyed that he'd jumped to that conclusion but pleased he was wrong. It's not that he has anything against all his fellow soldiers here of course, but the variety is nice. He has a lot of respect for educators, or at least the ones who actually educate rather than propagandize, as he's seen both.]
Guess that explains why you're able to wrangle so many stray things at once, huh? Kids have to be worse than this mix of people. At least when it comes to organization.
[He laughs a little, annoyed that he'd jumped to that conclusion but pleased he was wrong. It's not that he has anything against all his fellow soldiers here of course, but the variety is nice. He has a lot of respect for educators, or at least the ones who actually educate rather than propagandize, as he's seen both.]
Guess that explains why you're able to wrangle so many stray things at once, huh? Kids have to be worse than this mix of people. At least when it comes to organization.
[Daisy unintentionally put this off longer than she should have, but she finally finds herself at Rosi's door. Their last interaction had been a little fuzzy, but she remembers enough of it. Exhaling slowly, she finally knocks on the door and waits for an answer.]
[Rosinante's latest reading material is some very introductory information on space and stars and planets. The reading level may be well below him but the ideas and photos are worth it. He's no physicist or astronomer so honestly a kid's understanding of the black void out around them is good enough to get him started.
He's deep into looking at photos of Jupiter, in fact, when he hears the knock, so he sets the book face-down on the bed as he gets up and goes to open the door.
And raises an eyebrow at who it is, but then again, who would he be expecting? It's not like he gets visitors. The cigarette hangs from the corner of his mouth for a second before he pushes the door wider open and stuffs his hands in his pockets.]
Hey. You all recovered from that dream stuff?
He's deep into looking at photos of Jupiter, in fact, when he hears the knock, so he sets the book face-down on the bed as he gets up and goes to open the door.
And raises an eyebrow at who it is, but then again, who would he be expecting? It's not like he gets visitors. The cigarette hangs from the corner of his mouth for a second before he pushes the door wider open and stuffs his hands in his pockets.]
Hey. You all recovered from that dream stuff?
Hey.
[Hands shoved into the back pocket of her jeans, Daisy stands in the doorway, feeling very uncomfortable and embarrassed for how she acted.]
Uh, yeah, I’m—
[Still drained, but she won’t admit to it.]
Fine. Thanks. Is it okay if I come in? I won’t be long.
[Hands shoved into the back pocket of her jeans, Daisy stands in the doorway, feeling very uncomfortable and embarrassed for how she acted.]
Uh, yeah, I’m—
[Still drained, but she won’t admit to it.]
Fine. Thanks. Is it okay if I come in? I won’t be long.
Yeah, of course.
[He steps back and lets her decide if she wants to close the door behind her or not. He can sort of guess at what this might be related to, but honestly there are a couple possibilities after everything that happened last month. Rather than press, he'll let her talk.]
Chair's yours, if you want it.
[Since otherwise the option is his weirdly-assembled bed of mattresses side by side on the floor until they cover enough of it to fit him. The frames just got in the way of even trying, and with his tendency to roll off them and onto the floor anyway, who needs 'em.
But there is one chair, at a desk, with a few books as well as what's probably a framed photo except that it's lying face-down on the desk.]
[He steps back and lets her decide if she wants to close the door behind her or not. He can sort of guess at what this might be related to, but honestly there are a couple possibilities after everything that happened last month. Rather than press, he'll let her talk.]
Chair's yours, if you want it.
[Since otherwise the option is his weirdly-assembled bed of mattresses side by side on the floor until they cover enough of it to fit him. The frames just got in the way of even trying, and with his tendency to roll off them and onto the floor anyway, who needs 'em.
But there is one chair, at a desk, with a few books as well as what's probably a framed photo except that it's lying face-down on the desk.]
[Instead of sitting down, Daisy just hovers near it as she crosses her arms over her chest. Looking down at her feet momentarily as she tries to think of what to say first. He has to know why she's here, right?
Might as well rip the band aid off.]
Look, I was an ass, and I'm sorry.
[Daisy looks up at him this time, worried of how he'll react.]
I shouldn't have said any of that.
Might as well rip the band aid off.]
Look, I was an ass, and I'm sorry.
[Daisy looks up at him this time, worried of how he'll react.]
I shouldn't have said any of that.
[Is this the sort of thing he should be sitting down for? Whether it's serious or not, he does, so she doesn't feel like he's some kind of towering brick wall. Imposing that kind of discomfort isn't something he does to people he cares about.
So, she can stay standing, he'll sit, taking the edge of a mattress and folding his legs.]
I didn't think you were an ass.
[In fact, he's pretty confused by all this and really isn't even sure what she's apologizing for, but he has a lot of patience. Last time he saw her, she was pretty out of it, and nobody needs to be held accountable for things they say in a condition like that.]
I'm just glad to see you on your feet after what you must have gone through. I don't think you have anything to apologize for.
So, she can stay standing, he'll sit, taking the edge of a mattress and folding his legs.]
I didn't think you were an ass.
[In fact, he's pretty confused by all this and really isn't even sure what she's apologizing for, but he has a lot of patience. Last time he saw her, she was pretty out of it, and nobody needs to be held accountable for things they say in a condition like that.]
I'm just glad to see you on your feet after what you must have gone through. I don't think you have anything to apologize for.
[It's less of a strain to look at him now that he's sitting, even if they still aren't exactly at eye level.]
Yeah? Well I felt like one, once I realized I put you on the spot like that.
[And apparently, despite being high, she wasn't the only one to notice. Kirigan had asked her about it after the fact, which only confirmed the suspicions she had voiced to Rosi.
She doesn't say anything in response to him at least knowing she had gone through something to end up in the makeshift infirmary, the only ones who really knew what had happened were the people who ended up in that memory with her, and Kirigan.]
It's not an excuse for what I did.
Yeah? Well I felt like one, once I realized I put you on the spot like that.
[And apparently, despite being high, she wasn't the only one to notice. Kirigan had asked her about it after the fact, which only confirmed the suspicions she had voiced to Rosi.
She doesn't say anything in response to him at least knowing she had gone through something to end up in the makeshift infirmary, the only ones who really knew what had happened were the people who ended up in that memory with her, and Kirigan.]
It's not an excuse for what I did.
Edited 2021-12-10 00:07 (UTC)
Oh, that? That's - Daisy...
[Man, she really doesn't need to be apologizing at all if that's what's got her upset. He shakes his head and tries not to laugh, because making her feel like an idiot is the last thing he wants right now. It's his fault, not hers.]
I'm sorry. The, uh, orbs ... they asked me to do that shit. I figured you wouldn't mind too much, since... Well, since I'm an idiot, probably. You're allowed to be mad at me, if that helps.
[Man, she really doesn't need to be apologizing at all if that's what's got her upset. He shakes his head and tries not to laugh, because making her feel like an idiot is the last thing he wants right now. It's his fault, not hers.]
I'm sorry. The, uh, orbs ... they asked me to do that shit. I figured you wouldn't mind too much, since... Well, since I'm an idiot, probably. You're allowed to be mad at me, if that helps.
[...
Daisy watches the change in his expression, unsure what's so funny as he's clearly trying not to laugh.]
Made you do what?
Daisy watches the change in his expression, unsure what's so funny as he's clearly trying not to laugh.]
Made you do what?
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