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[So, avoidance. It's a fun thing. Everyone should try it sometime. Because when your idea world comes and goes and you find out that a couple of your best friends nearly died while you were too busy living out a fantasy life? It's remarkably easy to take up a new job path of professional shut in.
Okay, so it hasn't exactly been that severe. She's gone to visit Teddy and Billy multiple times. There's training with Logan to attend (like she's going to miss the chance to show off to an X-Man-slash-Avenger). Girl time with Cassie and a nightclub to keep planning. Not to mention a chance to finally wien Lucky off of his pizza-rich diet.
Kate's been good at keeping busy. But, if she sits down and considers her situation frankly, it's kind of clear that denial's not just a river in Egypt. She hasn't seen Tommy since Billy's spell ended, making certain that their visiting hours with Billy and Teddy haven't overlapped. Because, seriously? In an ideal world, she's in love with Tommy Shepherd?
That's not something that she's touching with a ten foot pole.
She also hasn't talked to Wanda much, either. Some business partner she is. But things are a little weird and complicated on that end now, too. There's the whole mutant thing, not to mention the fact that she had played mother to Kate's then boyfriend.
Yeeeeeeeah.
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Most of her day's been spent doing the normal activities. Taking Lucky for a walk, dragging him around with her as she staples advertisements for nightclub positions on trees all around town. She's already recruited Elrich to build the place - a decent sized building right near a couple of the stores. And when Billy's better, she'll recruit him to help do the interior design rather than dare let him slip into a depressed slump. She's had enough of that already from him back home, thanks all the same.
But there are other jobs - permanent jobs - that'll be needed in order to have things run smoothly.
Around lunch, she'll stop at the coffee shop (still with Lucky in tow) for a break. She stretches out on one of the booths by the window, people watching rather than reading the book on the table in front of her. That evening, Kate can be found at the Battledome, testing out some of the bows Clint left behind.
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It's not until night that she opens the journal again. Sitting on her bed, dressed in a white tanktop and purple pajama buttons, she absently scratches the mutt's head. The feed is set to video and she forces a grin on her face.]
Bored? Looking for a little bit of gainful employment? Then I've got the job for you. [Grin, grin, grin. She's absolutely trustworthy, Luceti. Not to mention determined and stubborn.] For all those of you I haven't had a chance to meet, my name's Kate Bishop. I hail from one of the many Earths represented here. The same one as Billy Kaplan and Teddy Altman, in case you've met them.
[Because it's always good to have people who can vouch for you. She lifts her hand from Lucky to wave it in dismissal, earning a mildly irked look from the dog.]
But that's all beside the point. I mentioned jobs, didn't I? With all the crazy space opera drama going on lately, if there's anything this place needs, it's a little bit of fun. Yeah, we have a bar. But what good is a bar if you can't dance? Since Cloud Nine's fallen into disrepair, Wanda Maximoff and I have taken it upon ourselves to offer you - the lucky citizens of Luceti - a brand new, even better option. Cloud Nine 2.0. Or something. We're still working out the kinks in the name.
So, this is where you come in, Luceti. There's only so much Wanda and I can do on our own. And though we've got some great people helping us now, we're going to need permanent staffers. I'm talking DJs, soundguys, bartenders, waiters and waitresses. Hell, even a bouncer or two if things get rowdy. Think of the perks. Free alcohol, a chance to give back to your community in the most entertaining way possible. A break from the ennui that doesn't involve war and death.
Interested? Contact either myself or Wanda for more details. There are signs posted all around town in case you need the reminder.
[She places two fingers to her forehead and gives a quick salute. Lucky glances up at her and then at the journal, before resting his head back on his front paws, disgruntled by the lack of attention.]
See you there. Hawkeye, out.
Okay, so it hasn't exactly been that severe. She's gone to visit Teddy and Billy multiple times. There's training with Logan to attend (like she's going to miss the chance to show off to an X-Man-slash-Avenger). Girl time with Cassie and a nightclub to keep planning. Not to mention a chance to finally wien Lucky off of his pizza-rich diet.
Kate's been good at keeping busy. But, if she sits down and considers her situation frankly, it's kind of clear that denial's not just a river in Egypt. She hasn't seen Tommy since Billy's spell ended, making certain that their visiting hours with Billy and Teddy haven't overlapped. Because, seriously? In an ideal world, she's in love with Tommy Shepherd?
That's not something that she's touching with a ten foot pole.
She also hasn't talked to Wanda much, either. Some business partner she is. But things are a little weird and complicated on that end now, too. There's the whole mutant thing, not to mention the fact that she had played mother to Kate's then boyfriend.
Yeeeeeeeah.
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Most of her day's been spent doing the normal activities. Taking Lucky for a walk, dragging him around with her as she staples advertisements for nightclub positions on trees all around town. She's already recruited Elrich to build the place - a decent sized building right near a couple of the stores. And when Billy's better, she'll recruit him to help do the interior design rather than dare let him slip into a depressed slump. She's had enough of that already from him back home, thanks all the same.
But there are other jobs - permanent jobs - that'll be needed in order to have things run smoothly.
Around lunch, she'll stop at the coffee shop (still with Lucky in tow) for a break. She stretches out on one of the booths by the window, people watching rather than reading the book on the table in front of her. That evening, Kate can be found at the Battledome, testing out some of the bows Clint left behind.
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It's not until night that she opens the journal again. Sitting on her bed, dressed in a white tanktop and purple pajama buttons, she absently scratches the mutt's head. The feed is set to video and she forces a grin on her face.]
Bored? Looking for a little bit of gainful employment? Then I've got the job for you. [Grin, grin, grin. She's absolutely trustworthy, Luceti. Not to mention determined and stubborn.] For all those of you I haven't had a chance to meet, my name's Kate Bishop. I hail from one of the many Earths represented here. The same one as Billy Kaplan and Teddy Altman, in case you've met them.
[Because it's always good to have people who can vouch for you. She lifts her hand from Lucky to wave it in dismissal, earning a mildly irked look from the dog.]
But that's all beside the point. I mentioned jobs, didn't I? With all the crazy space opera drama going on lately, if there's anything this place needs, it's a little bit of fun. Yeah, we have a bar. But what good is a bar if you can't dance? Since Cloud Nine's fallen into disrepair, Wanda Maximoff and I have taken it upon ourselves to offer you - the lucky citizens of Luceti - a brand new, even better option. Cloud Nine 2.0. Or something. We're still working out the kinks in the name.
So, this is where you come in, Luceti. There's only so much Wanda and I can do on our own. And though we've got some great people helping us now, we're going to need permanent staffers. I'm talking DJs, soundguys, bartenders, waiters and waitresses. Hell, even a bouncer or two if things get rowdy. Think of the perks. Free alcohol, a chance to give back to your community in the most entertaining way possible. A break from the ennui that doesn't involve war and death.
Interested? Contact either myself or Wanda for more details. There are signs posted all around town in case you need the reminder.
[She places two fingers to her forehead and gives a quick salute. Lucky glances up at her and then at the journal, before resting his head back on his front paws, disgruntled by the lack of attention.]
See you there. Hawkeye, out.
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[You wanted to grab some attention, Kate? Congratulations, you've succeeded. Even if he was never here to experience Cloud Nine. And hey, he even recognizes the girl from the wedding although he's not bringing that up at all because he was definitely not himself at the time and.... yeah that just leads to awkward explanations he'd rather avoid.]
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[Okay, yes. She'd lie, especially if it'd help her get her way. But in this case, Kate's completely and totally serious.
One club, coming your way.]
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[He flashes her an easy grin, reclined in a lazy sprawl in front of the journal feed.]
So I see some of my friends have already volunteered themselves. They're good at music. But I can toss my help your way too, if you'd like? I know how to tend bar, and I've had some experience running a business back home. If you think you'll need some more help, that is?
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Hey, Kate! If you want a DJ I'd be interested. Jack and Eugene too. It's kind of what we do. Back home.
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[See, she remembers the conversation and all your strange lingo. Hell, even if Kate won't say it aloud, she even admires your work. In reality, in worlds that are far from perfect, it's not easy to be in charge. Possibly leading people to their deaths even if it's the last thing you want. Of everything, it had been remembering Cassie and Jonas' deaths that had hit hardest. Complicate that by seeing Billy in a coma and behind this facade, she's kind of a huge mess right now.
But, well, that's what the teasing's for.] Do you think you're up for the responsibility?
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He passes by a table to collect the empty mug, but the dog waiting there gets up to greet him immediately. Bucky crouches briefly to scratch him behind the ears.] Lucky? You follow around more pretty girls than Barton, you know that?
[He doesn't recognize the girl, but she must have been a friend of Clint or Natasha to have Lucky in-tow. He gives her a polite nod.] Miss. You need a refill or anything?
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Oh. Huh. If the Cap's younger, she would have thought that Bucky would be as well. But he looks to be close enough to the right age. She thinks. It's been a while since she's last talked to him, back in her universe. A long while, really. Nearly two years ago right back around the Civil War, when she and Eli thought it'd be a genius idea to trail him.
So, once the wrinkled brow and confusion fades from her face, she offers a grin in response to his original comment.] I'm good. But Barton's been a bad influence on him. You're Bucky Barnes, aren't you?
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It explains why he's out badgering his partner to fill up two travel mugs with caffienated bliss for him to bring back to the house. And why the fingernails of the hands curled around his two travel mugs are a shimmery, opalescent dark-purple that's just visible in Kate's peripheral vision as he leans in alongside her to read over her shoulder.]
'Chapter Seven - preparing and serving beverages.' You need to read books about that?
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God, for someone who grew up in New York City, you'd think she'd know better than to jump to conclusions.
But she grins and chuckles, recognizing both the voice and the face seconds later. The DJ from the wedding. Just the sort of person she wants to run into right now.]
The key to any successful business is knowledge. The more you have, the better off you are at crushing your competition.
[Or something.]
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I can help with being a bouncer if you'd like. I'm not too bad with sound equipment, either...although I bet I could talk my brother into helping out with that.
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So it's greeted with a grin.]
Do either of you have experience?
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You want anything to drink while you're here? No pressure, but we can do more than just coffee if it's not your thing.
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Kate, meanwhile, holds up the empty mug, its previous contents long since emptied.]
Trust me, coffee's definitely my thing. So is unlimited refills. Latte, please?
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That's what I said, isn't it?
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[There's amusement in Natasha's voice as she saunters up to the table Kate's recently claimed as hers, since they seem to bump into each other here more than anywhere. She bends to greet Lucky, who's curled up under the table, dodging an enthusiastic puppy kiss by scritching him behind the ears.]
Still hard at work, I see.
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[It's not something that would fly in New York. Ever. But there have to be benefits to living in the middle of no where. Otherwise, what's the point? Kidnappings aside, of course.]
I've always wanted my own spot in a coffee shop. My home away from home.
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Yeah, the Vulcan likes animals, so he decides to approach.]
Greetings.
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All the attention. All the attention.
A second or two later, Kate turns around. And somehow manages to refrain from laughing in shock. Oh god, it's Spock. Talking to Captain Kirk via the journals is one thing. But this is Spock, standing in front of her. In the flesh.
Holy shit. Man oh man.]
Greetings!
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[Whether or not she notices she suddenly has an audience, it's hard to say. She doesn't react at all.]
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First things first. Get Lucky in the space so she doesn't have to deal with the dog as she sets up her normal training course. Except, there's an unexpected glitch to that plan. Lucky barks, alerting Kate to the other girl in the room.]
Damn it.
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[She kinda hails from a world where night clubs don't exist, oops.]
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Cloud Nine is Luceti's old nightclub. I'm currently working on hiring people for the new one.
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...In terms of time working there, not age. Because he's only sort of seventeen-ish.
Okay no this isn't quite a chance run in, it's more that the boy with the tail here is trying to get to know his future neighbors]
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