is anyone there?

[wallride]

Who: lúcio and the newest pokémon... you
When: backdated to the 18th-20th because i suck
Where: Around™
What: lúcio tries to come to terms with the fact he's Back and tries to find a purpose in avagi
Warnings: will update as necessary



a. medibay

[lúcio hasn't been around much recently.

no, actually, that's not true. he's been around, but often late when most other people had retired for the evening. he's found his place in the medibay, wanting to help the few people there in any way he can. he literally modified his technology to heal and realises that while he desperately wants to be a DJ again, that's a personal and selfish desire. as they are right now, people need medical help more than they need him to try and revive radio moira.

maybe the fact that he even thinks that is a testament to the direness of the situation.

lúcio can be found in the medibay doing whatever adrien tells him to, practicing stuff angela had shown him or working on his wub gun.]

b. residential

Hey! [near the medibay - like a true medic, lúcio is staying as close to the medibay as he can - the closest person he sees is flagged down.] Can you give me a hand in here?

[he gestures to an open door. don't worry, lúcio isn't an axe murderer.]

closed to lavellan

[you know what lúcio is doing? minding his own damn business.

for once he's not wearing his skates, just walking along normally. he knows he has to speak to lavellan, but he can only do so much in such a situation. he was planning to give it another few days before seeking out the elf.

he's not thinking about lavellan as he trips over something on the floor, stumbling and not quite falling onto his face.]

Wha--!

wildcard

[ya'll know the drill get me at jabbers]

Comments

B

[shiro2hero]

Hey yourself.

[Like any true dad, he's been sticking close to his team lately. Or, rather, closer. Losing them isn't an option, even if he's also been branching out to touch base with North. Get their guardian program up and running.]

[But he's here now, and stepping out his door at the same time Lucio is calling out.]

What's wrong?

[wallride]

[shiro please lúcio needs no dad]

I need someone with bigger muscles than me to move somethin'.

[a sly grin. he's not wrong, but... maybe he wants to see that mechanical arm in action.]

[shiro2hero]

[Dads gotta dad.]

You're hilarious. Where is it?

[Yeah. He's going to do it. Because like hell can he resist Lucio.]

[wallride]

[OH DOES HE KNOW

lúcio nods towards the open door.]

Just the... wardrobe? I think that's what that is. If you could help me move it to the other wall.

[shiro2hero]

The wardrobe?

[He pokes his head in, arching his eyebrows.]

Sure. I'll get one end.

Wildcard

[justice_from_above]

[From one overworker to another. Fareeha has her own projects, and while she's versed in field dressing she leaves the medbay to those with more experience. Still, she's not above visiting her friends and making sure they're taken care of as well while she's on her self-appointed patrols.

And sometimes she brings gifts. During a visit to the Barter Bay she'd come across a small case of some salty crunchy treat. She has no idea if it's actually good or not, but she figured she owed her little frog friend a visit anyway and he'd probably appreciate a fun little snack like this.

Box tucked under her arm, wearing a faded jumpsuit she'd found with reinforced pockets and kneepads/elbows, she pokes her head into the medbay to make sure it's not too busy.]

Lúcio? Are you free?

[wallride]

[hell yeah does lúcio appreciate seeing his sweet sweet sis. his face breaks into a grin when he sees her.]

For you, Fareeha, I'm always free!

[he gestures her in, nodding to a table.]

What's up? ...I hope you're not here in need of our services.

[justice_from_above]

No, thankfully not.

[She enters and presents the box,] Thought you might want to experiment in weird alien snacks with me. Doubt it'd be quite as much fun alone.

[wallride]

Oh!

[that gets his attention; lúcio skates over and claps in delight.]

Hell yeah!

B

[bloodbathing]

[ Agent Maine is seven feet tall. He is a four hundred pound wall of pure muscle. He's also carrying an assault rifle. In no way is he concerned about this guy being an axe murderer.

[ However, he is a little surprised about being flagged down. Maine's not exactly the most approachable guy, and he knows it. He tilts his shaved head slightly, curious, but approaches as requested.

[ WHAT'S UP, GUY. ]

[wallride]

[lúcio is almost a solid 3ft shorter than this guy and decidedly not as muscled. he's practically a skeleton in comparison... yet, he doesn't seem to be phased much at all. he figures if the guy had a problem with being flagged down, he'd know. the guy's a brick shithouse.

regardless, lúcio grins warmly.]

Hey, guy! I just need some furniture moved!

[bloodbathing]

[ Immediately, this guy calling out to him makes perfect sense. Maine doesn't ask what needs to be moved; he just nods in agreement. Whatever it is, he's confident that it won't be a problem. ]

[wallride]

Thanks! Is, uh, there anythin' I can call you by? I'm not too fond of hey you.

[he gestures main inside, regardless.]

hello it me

[lavelly]

[Fuck's sake, some people were sleeping.

On the floor. Out in the hallway. Shit, he did it again; and this time he doesn't even recognize where he is now that he's sober. How far did he wander off?

He staggers to his own feet, trying to ignore his now smarting side on top of his pounding head, and wearily doesn't offer Lucio a hand back up because he's barely steady himself.]

Sorry. [He sounds more exhausted than contrite, but details.]

[adele voice] hello

[wallride]

[lúcio just... kinda of stares?]

Uh... are you okay?

[lionel richie voice] is it me ur looking for

[lavelly]

[Good thing Lucio wasn't wearing his skates, or Lavellan would probably be doubled over wheezing right now.

As it happens, his hangover is more pertinent, so he just gives a noncommittal grunt and squeezes his eyes shut.]

[wallride]

[rolling his eyes, lúcio crouches next to lavellan and pokes him in the shoulder.]

We gotta move, man. C'mon.

a

[araignee_du_soir]

[Widowmaker didn't want to be anywhere near the medibay - for reasons she couldn't put to words - but the first aid kit she'd scavenged hadn't had any antiseptics in it. She'd only been able to bandage her right hand with gauze after washing the self-inflicted wounds with soap and water. In a place like this, it would be foolish to not get it properly treated.

So, she darkened the doorway of medical. She didn't enter, but looked around to see who was there. Initially seeing no one, she entered and started rummaging around in the supplies. If she could find an antiseptic, she would just take it and leave without having to address the tension in her stomach as a part of her wanted to run from the room back to where it was safe.]

[wallride]

[lúcio is working near enough that he sees her when she fully enters, but still not entirely in view. honestly? he was sitting on the floor behind one of the counters gutting some wiring that was seemingly dead.

he hears the noise of her rummaging, for once not listening to music. if he had, she would've gotten away with it! ain't that a bitch.]

Uh... you need some help there, ma'am?

[he doesn't know who widowmaker is, who amele was, all he knows is there's a giant blue woman in the medibay.]

[araignee_du_soir]

[Damnit. Widowmaker wasn't thrilled that she had been mistaken about being alone. Now she could either be accepting of the offer or be a bitch. Being a bitch was tempting, since she didn't want to be talked to... but a quick glance had her noting the shorter man was somewhat familiar in that vague way international celebrities have about them when unexpectedly encountered in person.

And she actually couldn't find what she was looking for.]

Antiseptic spray or cream. Is there any?

[wallride]

We got both, ma'am.

[he steps around the counter - wearing his skates because he always is when he's "on the clock" and skates across the room easily.]

I'll have to note down whichever one I give to you, though. What's your name? I can have a look at the problem, if you want.

slides in here a thousand years late

[vata]

[She doesn't believe it.

She's lived through temporal shifts and comatose imprisonment, relocation and one hell of a lot of groundbreaking news on how time and universes don't always function in a linear fashion— but that doesn't mean it's easy to spot someone like Lúcio in passing and write it off as just another average occurrence. Oh no. She's not that desensitized just yet.

He's hunched over...something in the medibay. Work, or practice, or something else entirely. She can't make it out from her perch within the ventilation systems. Still, once she's certain no one else is around, it's a quick decision to translocate to the floor behind him: silent as death itself.

One hand rests beside him, against the table he's utilizing— the other's braced against the back of his seat, her chin looming just over his shoulder as she leans in.]

Working on something important, hermano?

i love and value this tag nontheless

[wallride]

[he jumps when she speaks up - sombra is stealthy enough and lúcio is absorbed in his work enough that he doesn't notice her appear at all.]

Ah--! Yeah, damn! You scared me, amiga! [he laughs it off, switching off the soldering iron he was poking at a circuit board with.] Just doing some basic maintenance.

[lúcio doesn't recognise sombra, of course, but the tech and general fashion she has on does spark a tiny bit of recognition... nah. he doesn't think anything of it. he gestures to the amplifier, currently on the floor and with several panels off.]

You know how it is, man. You get totally caught up in something and don't realise you're on the floor instead of a workbench. Usual, normal stuff.

♥ ♥

[vata]

Doesn't look normal to me. [Violet claws reach out to pluck up one of those panels without giving him much of a chance to protest, turning it over in her fingers with a curious eye: after almost thirty years of thieving, grifting and hacking, no one knows better than Olivia Colomar herself the value of new technology. Whatever he's working on, she wants in— whether he lets her or not.

But hey, her commentary is nothing but praise, the way she sells it. Lips turned upwards at the corners, attention sliding over towards him after a beat.]

What is this?

[wallride]

[he seems a little more guarded when she takes the panel, though clearly not concerned enough to demand it back.]

Somethin' I've been working on. It's an amplifier that heals via soundwaves.

[lúcio doesn't hide his technology. he sees no reason to when he'd use it so freely on the field... though maybe sombra will recognise the vishkar tech, even if it is heavily modified.]