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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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thank you, mr. morning news
10/10 info, 1/10 style and panache but don't worry, you can always improve!

soooo are you the new mayor around here now that this viveca chick bounced?

[Natasha mentioned Bucky being here and it's not hard to put two and two together. For now Daisy doesn't mention anything about knowing who he is.]

Seems like you've been here for longer than a lot of us. Was there anyone before you arrived? And thanks. For all of the info. Already tried to break into the northern wing. Didn't work. Unsurprisingly.

You'd think after getting into space, food wouldn't even be a big deal anymore.

So. These planets. Can we hunt? Round up more food so we're not waiting around for the next rations?

I can help with the food thing. I've been cooking for large groups for most of my life. maybe I'll post something calling for the people who'd like to do cooking and we could get organized

thanks for the info, by the way. super helpful

[ well. that name was the confirmation he needed. he hadn't been quite sure, but since the summit explosion . . . well, erik kept tabs. he'd be a poor operative if he hadn't. ]

Damn, shortchanging your buddy already? No wonder the Avengers are so disorganized.

now I know you did not just imply I was the station cook without also signing up some folk for kp duty, barnes. you gonna use your own knife skills for something more productive than flipping, twirling and showing off?

we get regular food deliveries again, you just volunteered yourself into being the completely helpful assistant for some basic cooking classes to wrangle people into self-sufficiency.

So food needs to be shared and rationed, because we can't just got to the store and buy more, don't try to break into the northern wing, and we can expect shipments of other necessities.

There's a training room. Has there been any attempt to teach those who can't fight how to do so?

honestly any help would be appreciated. we got some people with wildly different dietary needs, and we've been having to be real damn careful on the rationing...

🙄🙄🙄

bet you he's damn proud of this one announcement.

I don't mind helping with the cooking, if your friend needs the break. I'm not michelin star rated or anything, but I'm not hopeless in the kitchen. Kids though. How many of them are there?

[That's pretty much her primary concern after reading all this. She'll worry about the safety of the kids, then focus on the mysterious AI he mentioned.]

so just out of curiosity...
what year was it for you?

[ just so Sam can gauge what level of 'you gonna run your mouth' versus 'fair enough' he's gonna be at. ]

[ hmm. erik weighs his responses. ]

2018.

oh hi! are you doing it by yourself right now or are there other people helping already? I'm used to cooking for a pack of werewolves, usually 10-15 people but I could do more easily. I'll have to clamp down on my tendency to make comfort food for rationing's sake but I could manage

oh by the way, I'm Dusty, nice to meet you!

you know what, fair enough on the attitude, ain't much of a great year. you get dusted?

Dusted? What the hell does that mean?

dusted. snapped. blipped.

listen people have come with some weird names for it.

so you're from before october that year, huh?

looks that way.

who all got dusted?

half the universe
don't worry, gets reversed by 2023

I can help. Both with the cooking and the cooking classes. No need to get testy.

[ damn. that's a lot of death. probably one of those extraterrestrial invasions. ]

reversed is good, but that's not much of a fix if five years have passed. it's a paradigm shift.

ain't a normal conversation until we threaten to throw each other out of airlocks. him and me, I mean, not the crew in general.
help would be appreciated. name's sam.

ain't that the truth.

[ and the amount of people who chose to peace out in the aftermath... well. ]

name's sam by the way. you got one, too?

So you're the chef?

You got yourself another volunteer. I make a mean curry.

I'm Clara. I've got someone here with me I occasionally want to threaten to throw out of an airlock, so I understand how it is.

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