ximilia | text. un: barnes.

Its been about four weeks. Though I guess I should say Earth weeks. Twenty-seven days since we started turning up. Two since it started happening again.

[Which begs the question, when does it stop? Seventy-two beds on this area of the station. Are they planning to keep going after that?]

Viveca is the name of the AI that spoke to us all then. Some of you may have spoken to her already. She went missing though, a couple of days after we arrived. There was a power cut, she said something about an emergency mode, and then she was gone.

We got a delivery right before that though. Clothes, toiletries, books, food. A bunch of stuff showed up and got split out.

That was when there were twenty-seven of us. Looks like we've about doubled since then. So if you new folks needs something, ask. There's probably someone here who can help.

Speaking of, we're stuck relying on those drops to get fresh food. So don't hog it. There's kids here who need it too.

[Edward]

A guy I know. He cooks up huge batches of food at a time. If you're hungry, check the fridge. Nine times out of ten, he's left something in there you can have.

[And if not, giving Sam a look will probably be more than enough to get him to make something new.]

You've also all probably noticed that you can't get in to the Northern Wing. Its been like that since we first got here, and we've got no idea what's on the other side. It's classified, apparently. Messing with whatever's on the other side would affect us all, so I wouldn't suggest trying to break through.

Don't know about you guys, but I don't plan on getting tossed out an airlock if I can help it.

[And that's it. No sign off. No goodbye. No anything. Sorry?]

[ooc: Feel free to threadjack as much as you like! Bucky's using this post as an information exchange.]

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Should I find somewhere else to stay tonight? Give you two the room.

sweet summer child
you too will eventually learn that resistance is futile
steve and I spent two years just doing as tasha told us to do, because it's actually smarter than any alternative

Resisting what? I ain't saying no to her.

exactly
see, you're already learning

Hey I've known to never question a woman's judgment for a long time. Not my fault its taken you a while.

you kidding me?
have you met sarah? between her and my ma it's a wonder I survived childhood
pretty sure they knew exactly which alligator to feed me to

[There's a brief delay before he finally responds with-]

I had three younger sisters. Becca was boss whenever my ma wasn't around.
I know how that feels.

[ another delay. sam's tempted to ask if any of the sisters are still alive - if they had families. if bucky looked. if bucky wants to...

Instead: ]

you read to them?

[ 'cause The Hobbit, Sam knows that much, was published as a children's book, and Bucky was grown in 1937... it would explain something he'd tucked into the back corners of his mind about that tidbit. ]

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When they were younger, sure. I got replaced after I brought Steve home though.

outcharmed by the white kid. that sounds familiar.

Now, this might come as a surprise, and I really hate to be the one to break it to you. But I'm white too.

you don't say. no but seriously, only in comparison to anyone whose skin ain't the color of stale sandwich bread. trust me. you're what we call spicy white.

Spicy white.

[What]

yeah. spicy white.

typically for white people from europe, but we make an exception or two for semi-cultured white boys like yourself.

you're welcome.