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[beyourzoomer]

Who: Max Mayfield + You??
When: Sunday
Where: Here there and everywhere.
What: Arriving at the station and trying to figure out what's going on.
Warnings: Mentions of fighting and domestic violence. Spoilers for most of season two of Stranger Things!


[Her skateboard is clutched tightly in her arms as she makes her way down the various halls of the station. She has approximately 110 million questions burning in her mind, but she also doesn't know who to corner and demand answers from. As far as she understood, literally everyone got here the same way, which means no one's here because they chose to be.

She's still shaken up from the way Billy had charged into the Byers' house, first grabbing Lucas and then proceeding to beat the hell out of Steve as she'd stood by, paralyzed with fear. Way to go, Max, she thinks. It isn't the first time she's seen Billy in a rage like that, and it's never any less terrifying. He's so full of hate, of anger.

Her mind alternates between Hawkins and this new, foreign place as she wanders somewhat aimlessly, taking in the new scenery and thinking to herself that she's going to have to draw a map to figure out where everything is.

Because apparently there's no way back, and she's not sure how she feels about that.]

[Open to Roommates]

[In her wandering, she actually manages to find an empty room. With a bed. She sets her skateboard down carefully and then falls back onto it, closing her eyes and exhaling slowly. She's seconds away from passing out when she hears a weird noise. Opening one eye she turns her head in the direction the noise had come from. Definitely the wall.

Max sits up a little, eyebrows furrowing until she sees something bigger than a mouse scurry across the floor. Not a rat - it's - actually she's not sure what it is, but she quickly gets out of bed anyway. She hears another noise, this time from the adjoining common room, and she tenses, then makes her way out of the room, freezing when she sees another person standing there, looking back at her.]

Uh, hey.

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[shiro2hero]

[With the way the power keeps flickering in and out, he figures it's best to step up the patrols. His, specifically. He's the one with the built in hand lantern, after all. It's glowing now, casting purple light and shadow along the walls of the corridor.]

[Why the power is failing... that's a good question. He wonders if it has anything to do with the recent discovery.]

[Footsteps make him pause. Lifting his hand to wave at the figure a handful of paces away.]

Hey. [Probably best not to startle someone.] Everything all right down there?

[beyourzoomer]

[The flickering lights make her uneasy, but she supposes not anymore uneasy than she feels being in a strange new place alone. The sight of someone waving at her with a light from down the hall makes her grow still, watching the person for a moment before he addresses her. At least she thinks he's addressing her. She gives a quick look around.]

Yeah, everything's good. Just checking the place out.

[She holds onto her board a little more tightly, wary.]

[shiro2hero]

It's not usually this dark down this way -- promise.

[It comes out lighthearted enough, as he approaches. The closer he gets, the less familiar she looks. Sure, he doesn't know everyone on this station, but kids... stick out more than adults do.]

[So he holds out his hand -- his left hand. The right one still glows, illuminating the immediate area around them.]

New here? Or ... did I forget a face?

[beyourzoomer]

[He's older than she is. Definitely not a teenager. How much not a teenager though, she's not sure. He seems friendly, but life has taught her to be so, so cautious. She glances at his right hand, which is glowing. Whoa.

She eyes the hand he's holding out and presses her lips together, reaching out and giving him a firm handshake.]

Just got here.

[inconsequence]

[People come, and people go. One of the great unspoken truths of this world and its interleaving laws, its changing landscapes, its bleeding-over edges. People arrive in monthly surges, spilling into the station of Avagi, before they fall into the nooks and the crannies and settle into the places that have not yet been occupied.]

[Two empty hollows in the living space that has been gracefully dubbed "Sadcat Manor" - one more significant than the other. One more significant than most people.]

[Chara is in the greenery, unsurprisingly - the place where they spend most of their time, if they're honest with themself, which they seldom are.]

[The quiet hiss of opening doors, and there's a girl in the doorway. Red hair. Skateboard. Unfamiliar.]

[The child straightens, marginally. The clusters of plants sprung up about every free space in the greenery vary from the earthly to the otherworldly, but they've been largely preoccupied with several odd, glowing blooms, their petals and stalks a luminous, soft cerulean.]

[They stand, and brush the crumbs of soil from their knees, and look at her.]

Can I help you?

[beyourzoomer]

[She doesn't seem them at first. She's too busy checking things out, trying to figure this place out and figure out where she's supposed to go. She's definitely going to have to draw a map. Or possibly once she finds a place where she feels safe, she's just going to hole up and not come out again for awhile. It's sounding pretty good right about now.

She's staring at the greenery, eyeing the glowing blooms and petals and following the path they make upward, taller than she is. She starts at the voice, gaze coming to rest upon the kid who'd spoken.]

I'm just looking around.

[inconsequence]

I see.

[Ha ha. “See.” Get it?]

[They might have taken this chance, ordinarily, to unleash some casual torment; to spin wild tales about this terrifying new world, and caution the child about the dangers that may solemnly do you in. But, at the moment, it seems that they rather lack the energy. How sad.]

Welcome to the greenery.

[The glowing flowers repeat the words in soft, strange whispers - “eenery eenery eenery,” echoing quietly.]

[aka_pistachio]

[ Now that the flooding is under control, Kelly Ann can use her preferred method of transportation more often. Even in the section that they are in, this station is big. She has a lot to do, and is usually late. And not having the benefit of superspeed or whatever the fuck superpowers some of the others have, she has to make due.

She's gliding through the halls going from the library to Med Bay when she almost collides into a kid. A girl this time, but not Laura. Some redhead. She skids to a stop. ]

Hey, sorry. [ She notices the board, and realizes she's never seen this kid before so she must be new. And probably pretty freaked out. She pulls her earbuds out. ]

Cool board. That's some serious vintage shit.

[beyourzoomer]

[She's been wandering the halls for at least an hour when she sees someone approaching quickly. She steps out of the way, eyes widening as she checks out the older girl's board even as Kelly Ann checks out her own.]

Thanks. Yours is awesome.

[It's been awhile since she's been around anyone else who skates and a flicker of excitement goes through her, momentarily forgetting that she's in outer freaking space.]

[aka_pistachio]

[ Kelly Ann shrugs, grinning a little. She is proud of it. ]

Thanks. I picked it up at East 4th in Long Beach after I signed up with the tour. Figured I'd spend some of that advance while i have it, right? Where did you get yours, though? Did you dig it out of the attic or some shit? Or are like, kids into that retro hipster aesthetic now, too.

[clussy]

(The spokes on his bike clicked along as he pedaled his way down the stretch of a hallway. He had a cloth wrapped up around his face, and adult gloves on that made his wrists look tinier than usual. He swerved his bike in lazy loops, glancing up every now and then as if he were looking for something.

He's crawling past a hallway when he sees a flicker of red hair and assumes at once that it is Beverly. He puts on his bike's brakes and wobbles himself backwards to look.

It.

It is not Beverly. It's a girl he's never seen before in his life, but with similarly fiery red hair, but a completely different face. She's got a strange looking board with wheels and it takes Eddie a rather long moment to realize that must be the skateboard thing that had gotten big over in California.

But he jumps back to the fact that he definitely does not know this girl. And she was definitely a kid.)

Hi. Are you lost?

[beyourzoomer]

[She hears a familiar sound even as the lights flicker off and on. It sounds like someone's riding a bike. She moves closer to the wall, squinting to try and see who it is. No one she recognizes, even if for a moment she'd hoped for Lucas or Dustin or Will. Hell. Even Mike. But no. It is, however, another boy, probably around her age. He goes right past the hallway, and she exhales, but then he backs up to look at her.

For a moment he looks wary, and she imagines there's a similar expression on her own face. She thinks he's going to leave again, but instead he speaks.

Max doesn't have the luxury of being defensive or sarcastic right now, because she is kind of lost. And he doesn't look like he's threatening so...]

Yeah, I guess. I'm just finding my way around.

[clussy]

Okay, well. (Eddie pushes himself down the hallway slowly and comes to a stop just in front of her.) You should wear a mask. We have a mold problem, and you could breathe it in and maybe die.

(Or hallucinate, but Eddie finds both things particularly horrifying. It just wasn't worth the risk. He might not know this girl, but he is generally kind enough that he wasn't not going to inform a stranger of potential hazards. He spares a wary glance around.)

...And maybe you should come with me. I know this place like the back of my hand and...(Was this near where he had been taken? No, it's where the demon had dropped him off, he thinks. He doesn't say this. He doesn't want to scare the girl or anything.)

You don't want to be caught out in a black out or anything. That would suck.

[nolies]

[It's hard to know where to go or where is safe. It's a whole new, unexplored place and it's a strange shock to see someone her age in such a place. She's used to being alone, she knows how to handle that.

People her age? Not so much.

At first she takes to following her, stalking her to see if she knows what she's doing, hoping to copy her. She's not sure what the thing in her arm is but it looks like a weapon so approach is too dangerous. It's not worth the risk.

She tries her best to be stealthy, to stay out of sight but she is, at the end of the day, a child. Her version of quiet is not as quiet as planned.]

[beyourzoomer]

[She doesn't notice at first. She's too caught up in the foreign setting to realize she's being watched, let alone followed. It's different when you know you're in a relatively safe place. Realizing people are stalking you when you're at school is easy, because the details of school are already familiar, and can be easily ignored, leaving you to focus on other things, like people.

So far here, she hasn't run into too many people yet and this whole place creeps her out. She's cold, and her green hoodie isn't warm enough to offer much help. Plus the lights keep flickering, making this entire thing seem a horror movie. It sort of feels like she's caught up in a horror movie.

It's when Max pauses for a moment that she hears it -- footsteps behind her. She turns quickly, clutching onto her skateboard more tightly, like somehow it can keep her safe which is stupid. She sees a figure down the hall and she squints, unable to see the person very well. But it looks like another kid. Jesus, why are they bringing so many kids here? she wonders, relaxing her stance a bit.]

Hey?

[nolies]

[Well, there's no hiding now. It's futile to keep trying.

Eleven steps forward more, tentative and uneasy. This is not her strong suit, she's not even sure what to say. She looks the girl over, up and down, trying to ignore the pull in her chest at seeing such a normal looking girl, that beautiful long hair.

Pretty.

Crushing down the feeling of jealousy, she takes another step close and the light above flickers in an annoying manner, taking her back to all manner of bad memories. She looks up, focuses and slowly, it seems to stabilise itself. At least for now.

Regaining her focus, she eyes the other girl and holds up her hand, waving ever so slightly.]

Hi.

redheads unite

[januaryember]

Hey- [Bev notices the new girl, her hair long the way Beverly's used to be. She gives her a smile and raises a hand in greeting.]

You're new, aren't you? [And probably around her age. Which- it'd be really great to get more girls her age. Laura was gone, after all.] I'm Beverly- you look lost.

yes!

[beyourzoomer]

[She turns when she hears someone speak. She spots another girl about her age, with red hair similar to hers despite the shortness. In general, she hasn't had much luck befriending other girls her age. Her interests tend to deviate from the norm. She tends to be too brash. At least that's what her stepdad liked to tell her.

Still, she lifts her hand in a return wave.]

Uh, yeah. I just got here a couple hours ago. I'm Max.

oh no this got marked as read!

[januaryember]

[Hey, Bev's interests deviate from the norm, too. Sure, she didn't have a skateboard, but she was quite the tomboy.]

Heya, Max. I'm Beverly. [She smiles, because it's really great to have a girl her age here.]

Welcome to Space. I've only been here about a month or two. [She pauses] You're from Earth, right?

ROOMMATE HO

[gerechtigkeit]

[The sound she's hearing is probably either a dino, or Siegfried's cat, Silber. Having been trained enough to mostly stay in Siegfried's room, he rarely strays outside unless something really interests him.

A new person qualifies in that category, it seems.

Thankfully, Max doesn't have to wander very far before she runs into Siegfried, who's already grabbed his cat and is headtilting right at her. Perhaps the funniest thing about him is that the cat in his arms is the same color as his hair, and Siegfried is really... really tall. Give the 6'2" dude a second to realize he has to hold a conversation...]

Ah. [Siegfried, could you please say hello like a normal person??] Sorry, was he bothering you? ["He" being his cat. Silber preens in Siegfried's arms and offers a "mroww?" as a greeting.]

\O/

[beyourzoomer]

[She remains in the doorway of the bedroom, gaze shifting to the cat in his arms. It's a beautiful cat. And Siegfried is...very, very tall. Taller than Steve, even. At the same time, the cat in his arms makes him much less intimidating than he might have been without him.

Max shakes her head.]

No, I just - heard noise so I came to check it out. Um, is this your room? [She hitches her thumb over her shoulder, indicating the bedroom behind her.] If it is, sorry. I just got here and I didn't see anyone and I wandered in.

[gerechtigkeit]

[He blinks at the question, then shakes his head, exhaling.]

Mine is actually down this way. [A light jerk of his head, to indicate which part of the common room his room branches off of. Silber purrs affectionately in his arms before wriggling out and hopping back down to approach Max.]

Silber. [His brow furrows.] He likes people. Are you all right with cats?

[nishizono]

[ it's the fucking cat again.

a little after sieg decides he's done being tall and dense - which should be hard, the guy's got a lot of both - tetora pops out from his room with his hair in disarray. it's maybe afternoon on the ship, if afternoons could exist on a hulk of metal, but it's clear that he's only gotten out of bed just now.

there's a new person. a redhead, and it's not badou or shepard or nova. the traitorous cat is purring in her arms.

huh. suspicious. ]

You here to take the cat away?

[beyourzoomer]

[It hadn't taken that long to determine that Sigfried was okay. He was gone now, but the cat liked her. She sat in the common area, sprawled out on the floor, back against the wall and Silber in her lap.

Max pets the animal behind the ears, perfectly content for the moment, until someone else comes in. She looks up, tensing ever so slightly. But, without missing a beat:]

No. I'm the new cat sitter.

[nishizono]

Oh, cool. Guess he'll pee in your shoes this time instead of mine.

[ it's silly to have a rivalry with a quadruped mammal, of all creatures, but that's tetora's life aboard the avagi - constantly in battle with a cat over territory, because seigfried is helpless to cute objects. joy. ]

How old are you?