| Good To Have You Back |
| Summary: | A weird moment in the stairwell. Everybody ignores it. |
| Date: | PH082 (09 July 2009) |
| Related Logs: | Rescue Me |
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CEC Kharon, Deck 1, Stairwell
IC Time: Post Holocaust Day #82
OOC Time: Thu Jul 09 23:23:17 2009
The hallways of the CEC Kharon are a nondescript battleship grey, functional and plain. Dull white lighting is inset into each archway and runs along the ceiling in recessed holds, illuminating the steel painted interior, and the occasional oxygen scrubber along the walls. Storage crates, in a matching dark grey scheme, are located here and there along these corridors, containing items of use for various nearby departments.
Jupiter is about half way down the first flight by the time Kai hits the hatch. Her boots are heavy on the stairwell, hair curled at the nape of her neck with sweat. Seems she was baking inside her viper on the patrol.
Kai clatters down the stairs not far behind Jupiter. It'd be tough to mistake him for anyone else, due to that hitch in his step. And even tougher, when he calls out, "Fingers." It echoes off down the stairwell as he trails after her.
Jupes slows as he name's called. She pauses, one hand gripped on the rail. She turns to look up as Kai approaches. "Spider, hey." She flicks a couple of loose curls from her eyes, and watches him come.
Kai continues down the stairs, until he reaches the landing just behind her. He looks exhausted, bedraggled. Who the hell knows where he got those clothes from; they sure aren't his. "Hey, yourself." He, oddly, keeps a bit of distance between them. And it isn't because he stinks. Which.. well, he did spend the better part of the evening slogging through mud and trees, and getting other peoples' blood on him.
Jupiter takes a look at the Captain, her eyes traveling over his ensemble. She stands there for a moment, watching him. Her hand remains on the railing. Her eyes eventually return to his face. She watches him for a long, silent moment.
Kai is on the landing between this deck and the next. Jupiter's a couple of steps below him. And the pair are sort of.. staring at one another. It could be awkward, but maybe it's not. "Good to see you again," murmurs the CAG, and brushes past her to continue on down.
Thorn's not too far behind; he shambles down the stairs a minute after the two Viper pilots, and pauses as he notices them congregating on the steps. He, at least, is wearing his own clothes, even if it is the tattered flightsuit that got him through two weeks on Scorpia and now probably stinks like dried blood, sweat, and grime all over. Komnenos stops long enough for the jam to clear before continuing down himself. "Hey, Jupes," he greets the other pilot softly. "Good t' see you."
"Hey." Jupiter turns as Kai moves to pass her, spinning slowly to face him again, now with him below on the steps. She moves forward a step, then someone speaks up behind her. She clears her throat. "Good to see you too." She could be talking to Kai or Thorn. "I'm out for a shower. See you in the debrief." Whenever that happens. After the reunions, probably. And then the pilot is off like a shot, thudding her way down the stairwell and headed toward the… er… Head.
A happy time indeed, yet amidst the joy, Eddie looks like someone kicked her puppy as she quickly skims down the stairs and disappears into the bowels of the ship, bypassing everyone in the halls. ZOOM.
Thorn, too, isn't waiting around. The temporary traffic jam of pilots begins to break up, and him along with it.
Kai is also gone, boots ka-thumping on deck as he bustles off for whereever it is he's headed.
Castor is simply walking, this time toward the berthings, why, because he can't see Sam right now since she is in medical. He then looks over at Kai and Jupiter and tries to figure out if that was as weird as watching Eddie punch some guy who she aparently slept with years back.
