( closed ) lost research

[winscenario]

who: Jim Kirk, Leonard McCoy, Peggy Carter, Re-L Mayer, Shai Ebbisaryn, Sans, Dick Grayson, Scott Lang, Yuuri Katsuki, Victor Nikiforov
what: a rescue mission
when: from May 15th through to the end of the month
where: abandoned area, along the river, the delta and the waterfalls; between the first and second walls
warnings: monster attacks, probably some injuries/blood, don't expect anything more than that; add any needed warnings on your own threads as needed, please!


Despite the risks, most of the journey was a fairly quiet one. A lot of hours walking, making their way along the riverside, trekking through the woods and across small clearings. When the sun set they'd set up camp somewhere, and as soon as it rose they got back to their feet and out towards the Delta underneath the waterfalls.

Jim made sure they had all they needed; maps, compasses, whatever devices that could help them navigate the terrain. As far as supplies went, they had plenty of covers and extra clothes to make sure they didn't suffer through the colder nights, but there were no luxuries out here. If it rained, they'd be mostly unprotected, and they could only shower and wash their clothes so long as they had the time and access to the stream of the river. There was plenty of food, hopefully enough to last them the round trip, but they also had a myriad of tools and weaponry needed for any hunting and scavenging so they didn't always have to consume from the food they'd brought along for the trip.

The creatures living out here were another concern, and on a journey this long, they were bound to run into something sooner or later. They should be packing enough weaponry to keep the team safe and everyone in one piece, though.

Hopefully, it would be worth it. Jim didn't even care if they didn't get their hands on any of that research— all he cared about was that there were people possibly lost and in danger out there, and he wanted to try and save them.

[ ooc: this is a mingle log, so everyone feel free to write up your own top levels and/or tag around as much as you like! ]

Comments

[mannerism]

I think I know what you mean.

[ while the last mission in Russia went south and had cost them all much more than they were willing to pay, there was a tinge of happiness found at the first evening. it might have been the cheerful company of the commandos or simply the fact that for once, much like here, she was an equal among equals rather than the lady that fetched filed and coffees. ]

I imagine a sense of purpose is a precious currency here.

[greyjane]

[It's not the only place it'd be considered a precious thing. Being anywhere against your will means finding things worth surviving for, and when that's all you have--

Well. Better hopeful than hopeless, in her experience. That tea gets another sip and she considers Peggy with a thoughtful glance. There's a brief lull in the conversation, though on her end at least it's not at all awkward. Shai likes the discourse, but she's not one to needlessly chatter about anything and everything for the sake of filling silences.

At length,]

Same as anywhere, I reckon. Not sure anyone's ever been handed one of those on a silver platter.

[mannerism]

No.

[ she agrees and not without a mirthless smile. she had not seen it at first, not as clearly as she should have, why wouldn't people give agent peggy carter a chance after the war. she understands it better now but it's the sort of knowledge that offers no comfort. ]

Not anyone, I trust.

[ and where she comes from, especially not women. ]

[greyjane]

[There's a sense she's touched on something personal, and Shai's natural instinct is sort of to shy away from it. Would that Peggy were someone she misliked or mistrusted - not mutually exclusive things, with her - she'd press that slight, telling advantage ruthlessly like a fracture, and hold out for the telltale compound snap.

Only. She likes the woman well enough, and she'd prefer there to be no animosity between them, and Shai has only a poor, nebulously thought-out concept of how to share one's stories and history unfettered or unprompted. If there's a natural progression of acquaintanceship to something more, she's not had to navigate it in years.

She deliberates. Then, a bit awkwardly,]

What was it like for you? Back home. Seems you've got a bit of a chip on your shoulder.

[mannerism]

Does it? Might have to work on that.

[ her defenses, her armour. she had lowered it in the last few days, a change brought upon by this mission, by doing something she deemed important with the help of those people. if she wants it back up it's because she recognizes the potential of other people, less kind than present company, taking advantage. ]

The war changed many things but some things are still expected of women and others are expected of men. It's not so easy to shatter traditions, not even in a world that's building itself anew.

[greyjane]

[It wasn't a barb, nor meant as a damning statement. Shai's far too self aware not to recognize she's got the same sort of chip, though perhaps it came about for different reasons.

She puts her chin in her hand. Curiously,]

What could possibly be different in those expectations?

[Her world doesn't have sexism. #oclyfe.]

[mannerism]

[ she smiles, only a bit. she's not naive enough to think that the lack of sexism means this woman's world is necessarily better than her own. but the question is refreshing. ]

Most woman don't do what we're currently doing. A man's job, so they say.

[greyjane]

[Ever had the experience of making someone do a proverbial blue-screen, Peg? Now you have. Funny thing is, across twenty-nine planets and thousands of years of cumulative history, that's literally never been a factor in anything.

Congratulations, she's genuinely lost for words. She opens her mouth and closes it again carefully a few times because her initial reaction runs the risk of offending the woman. Shai likes her enough that she tempers that reply.]

I see.

[No?? not really?? but??]

Impressive, then, that you've gotten as far as you have. Can't imagine it being easy.