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Check-In: Not-Mother Hen
Kitty sat at the bar with a cup of coffee and her notebook, watching the 'welcoming committee' make themselves busy. Liz was here, as she'd promised Kitty she would be and Kitty gave her a quick smile of encouragement.
One of the worst things about Check-In Days was that you never knew whether it'd be a whole long day of no one arriving, one spectacular fall from the ceiling and dropping dead after another, or anything in between. It made it hard to know what to do with yourself. After awhile, you got used to it and just kept on with whatever you'd do otherwise, and know that if you didn't step up for a new arrival, someone else would. But for someone not used to treating it like a responsibility to be here, especially someone with Liz's anxious need to be perfect at it, Check-In Day could be emotionally exhausting.
So Kitty made sure to have milk warmed for hot cocoa and her plans for the obstacle course handy in case Liz needed something to do with herself. Otherwise, she was working on a modification of Cerebro to see if she could start detecting new arrivals.
[ooc: Regular check-in day gathering post. If you want Kitty, ping me.]
One of the worst things about Check-In Days was that you never knew whether it'd be a whole long day of no one arriving, one spectacular fall from the ceiling and dropping dead after another, or anything in between. It made it hard to know what to do with yourself. After awhile, you got used to it and just kept on with whatever you'd do otherwise, and know that if you didn't step up for a new arrival, someone else would. But for someone not used to treating it like a responsibility to be here, especially someone with Liz's anxious need to be perfect at it, Check-In Day could be emotionally exhausting.
So Kitty made sure to have milk warmed for hot cocoa and her plans for the obstacle course handy in case Liz needed something to do with herself. Otherwise, she was working on a modification of Cerebro to see if she could start detecting new arrivals.
[ooc: Regular check-in day gathering post. If you want Kitty, ping me.]
Re: Thor/Rocket
And yet this gigantic blond human-looking guy was grinning at him and Rocket was absolutely certain that despite the fact that that expression had never in all of reality been turned on him (no one had ever been that happy to see him, though Quill had come close when they'd met up here at the Inn) there was no mistaken identity bullshit happening.
Which meant this guy was someone he hadn't met yet. Logically, anyway. Could've been someone from far back and Rocket had forgotten, but again: Nidavellir. He'd have remembered. That joy would have lasted... a real long time.
He shook himself to try and un-fluff fur that had poofed out a little at the unexpected hug attack. "More like I never went there. Don't suppose I'm lucky enough you got the speechifyin' about time shit already?"
Re: Thor/Rocket
It wouldn't be too far of a stretch to imagine that they might come from different times.
"So you don't remember it. Not Nidavellir or our journey there."
Or him.
Re: Thor/Rocket
Re: Thor/Rocket
Re: Thor/Rocket
And also no lie, it was nice to have a little more evidence that this actually was somebody from Rocket's future. And that 'joy' seemed to be he big guy's default when faced with even the concept of people he knew. "None'a the others yet. And I dunno if he's from the sameish time as you."
Re: Thor/Rocket
"We didn't exactly hit it off." Thor gestures vaguely to his throat. "He kept trying to copy my voice."