It's time for me to take some chances [Closed]

[saltwaterlungs]

CHARACTERS: Darcy and friends
DATE: Still January
LOCATION: Kitchen and Bobby B’s
SITUATION: Darcy makes some moves
WARNINGS: None yet

To burn it all to a billion ashes

[ To each of the following; Dimitri, Gwen, Erin, Okie, and Valdis, a text is sent.
Lunch?
I’m in the kitchen. ]

Stop playing dead

[ The core members of what can be loosely described as Team Captain also get texts. Skulduggery, Ava, Maximilien, and Peter.
Meeting at Bobby B’s
Bring anyone you trust.
When they arrive, Darcy’s already set up at a table, looking at her phone and smoking a weed cigarette, seemingly well enough to scrape herself back into some semblance of how she usually looks, in a suit jacket over a hoodie. ]

For one last time, I'm screaming out loud [exploration]

[ Darcy’s got one stop on their mind to prioritize for their own exploration; the crew cabins. Late one evening, upon making certain there’s nobody around and they aren’t being observed, they approach the bulkhead. ‘You could always go in’ is vague even for the Captain, but they have to wonder if they have some sort of… admin privileges equivalent for the ship. So they try to open the door as if they expect to be able to, casually as walking into their own room. ]

Comments

[makesomedeals]

Touché.

I take it this has something to do with Tayrey's latest escapades? I'm shocked she took credit for it.

[saltwaterlungs]

As the man says; rap snitches, telling all their business, sit in the court and be their own star witness. And she's surprised people are beating her up about it.

[makesomedeals]

[Alas MF DOOM doesn't exist in the Overwatch universe. But he nods in agreement, he gets the jist.]

She seemed to be truly shocked I would shoot her, up until I started firing. I think she's delusional enough to think she's helping. Nothing is worse than a hero that thinks they're saving the world.

[saltwaterlungs]

[ Rip MF DOOMFIST, gone before his time. ]

You shot at her?

[ Then just kinda bobs his head as if to say 'yeah of course you shot at her'. ]

Anyway. What's done is done. All we can do is react to it.

[makesomedeals]

Of course I shot at her. What was I supposed to do? Ignore her? That's for before I had a giant gun.

[ When you have a hammer everything is a nail. When you have a minigun, everything is canon fodder. ]

How diplomatic of you. [ Suspicious. ] What precisely are you gathering everyone here to plan? We have nothing but speculation until something actually answers the distress call.

[light_mischief]

You know how Maximilien is -- always looking for a reason to open fire.

[da dah da dahhh it's Skulduggery, sauntering in with his customary suit with Fio's handpainted skull tie on. he'd been surprised to get a text implying any sort of action on Darcy's part, especially after they last talked, and so he aims to be on his best behavior and let Darcy do the leading this time around!

(he will not be telling whether or not he's got the Captain with him, and that's definitely because he's secretive and not for any ooc reasons at all)]

Glad to get a text. I -- are you smoking pot?

[decohere]

[Ava shows up, quietly behind the rest. she doesn't particularly have anything to say, no more plans to suggest when all of hers have led nowhere. but she's here for support and paying enough attention, from where she takes a seat away from the rest.]

[goodweather]

He is. [ and to Darcy-- ] Just make sure you don't overdo it, you'll get sick.

[ Phil doesn't sound necessarily disappointed, just tired, but that could be for any dozen of reasons, including why they've had to have this meeting at all. Honestly it's not the worst thing to be doing right now and it's probably preferable to the alcohol if you ask him. (Except for the smell, yeugh.) But if this is what gets Darcy off of the floor of Rainbow Renly's, so be it.

He's also not thrilled about Max shooting at Ari, however much he holds her in disregard right now. But. It's already done. And he's too exhausted to chase the man on the point.

(Notes for the class: Phil's wedding ring is missing, and he's got a very nice jet-black suit jacket on that some might recognize as a friend of his.) ]

cw flippant but also genuine suicidal ideation

[saltwaterlungs]

[ Extremely mild eyeroll that is made milder by the fact that Phil doesn't jump down his throat about it. ]

My antidepressants take like weeks to start working and I need my brain to start giving me thoughts other than 'kill yourself' right the fuck now, so yes, it's weed. I'm fine, I didn't call you here for an intervention.

[ Just dodges straight past why he did, though. ]

HEY- THIRD MAX, NO WALLFLOWERS, GET YOUR ASS HERE.

[light_mischief]

[hands up!] I was only asking. I imagined --

[ow thats a shout huh]

-- that it likely has something to do with the satellite launched into orbit.

[makesomedeals]

[Max Prime at least enjoyed himself. And isn't that what really matters?]

This better not be an intervention.

[Unless he gets to shoot someone as part of the intervention.]

[be_seeing_you]

[Number 6 is slower to arrive (which might be for the best so he doesn't take Max to task for shooting at Ari.)

He glances briefly at Darcy with the weed in hand but the disapproval on his face isn't about what he's smoking but what he's wearing. It passes, not worth mentioning, but rather Number 6 is instead having a moment where he's very seriously considering asking for a puff on that cigarette. Yes, he's really doing that badly right now. He only doesn't because he needs his wits about him for any meaningful discussion to take place. So, maybe later.

Before he says anything at all, though, he does give Phil a curious look. He knew about the ring already (because Ava helped with that) but that jacket...hm. He's sure he's seen that before on a different well-dressed man. Maybe the apocalypse has been good for something.]

What are we here for, then, if I might ask?

[saltwaterlungs]

[ Darcy does a mental tally and then nods. Critical Mass of visible members of the team, even not counting any late stragglers. He nods, looks visibly to the entrance, and then begins. He's... talking to the assembled party, but in a tone that's maybe just a notch too loud, like he's not putting enough effort into muting himself. ]

Gonna put it bluntly. We got outfoxed. None of us saw this coming, and by the time we saw it coming it was already too late. Big fucking whoopsie daisy. That's on us. We're on the back foot and I don't like that. But the ball is in our court now. They're almost definitely expecting some sort of reprisal from us specifically. In fact, it would look way more suspicious if we didn't look like we were up to something.

[ Raises both eyebrows as if to stress that point. Drops his voice lower for just a moment. ]

It might be so suspicious that they might look at what other, unrelated people might be up to. And that might be bad if they were doing something important. As a thought.

[ Back up just as quickly, ]

So. What can we be seen doing? I have ideas but the floor is open.

[decohere]

[giggles] Hehe, bluntly.

[goodweather]

[ thank you Ava love you Ava, ]

Well—… the first thing that comes to my mind is gathering things. Like, just stuff. Maybe a lot of metal, l-like—do what César does and take things off the wall. All of it’s gonna be especially obvious now that the ship doesn’t repair much, and I can hide it. If anybody has a, a pattern of taking things that’s more suspicious than just “at random,” that’d be great.

[ Calling a meeting like this in a space as public as here, the control of volume. He can do that dance. Phil adjusts his volume to match, and keeps his ears out for any kind of approach from the Promenade to boot. ]

[light_mischief]

So long as we act furtively, they'll suspect we're up to anything, but bars, nuts, bolts... Not that there are many of those on the ship. [that in turn will make it more obvious that they're "up" to something.]

I have a few sigils that would be helpful to... let us know if people are snooping in particular locations. Well, unless Rita notices them -- I taught her the same sigil months ago. I'm sure it would only lead to her poking around... [which means they have all they need to send Rita and possibly Natsuno on a wild goose chase. Clarke too but IDK if she's back yet]

[decohere]

[of course she picks up on Darcy's hints that this is just a distraction while others (who?) are doing something else (what?)

and the others seem eager enough to go along with it.

so there's probably some plan going on that she's not fully aware of. Valdis reassured her that she wasn't meant to be out there with the heavy hitters anyway.

but, she's not sure if something that's meant to look like retaliation or a counterattack would really benefit her own attempted negotiations with Tayrey or maintaining some peace with other side. she quietly taps her fingers on the tabletop.]

I rather not participate in any further escalations between groups.

[makesomedeals]

Is there a particular reason that the obvious solution of just killing them is off the table? That gets rid of any snooping for three entire days.

[Ignoring how much he likes shooting people, it just seems practical to give them free reign. No one would know what they were up to in those three days. ]

[saltwaterlungs]

[ There's always one. Darcy pinches the bridge of his nose. ]

Max I love your energy and you will be literally the first person I tell if shooting someone is ever an option, but we're absolutely not doing that.

[ To Phil and Skully, ]

Good ideas, more of that,

[ To Ava, ]

Why not?

[decohere]

[low] Because I'm already working with strained trust to maintain communication. If this does come down to negotiations, I rather keep one hand on the wheel.

[be_seeing_you]

[Speaking of hands, Number 6 reaches over to gently take Ava's and squeeze.]

Likewise, I would like to keep the possibility of cooperation open. I have attended meeting with the other side for that purpose before.

[He hopes that will lend credence to the fact that this has always been his goal.]

I can still be seen openly investigating things, but that may not seem so out of the ordinary for me. I have a reputation aboard this ship already.

[goodweather]

I don't. It's a tossup on whether me poking around is gonna look like I'm doing it on this group's behalf or mine, but either way it's not a mystery which way I lean.

[ Especially after the talk he had with Cassandra, he expects. ]

I... do also have pretty good relationships with some people who are less... friendly to Cap. I'm alright with leveraging that if we need it.