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[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

More new arrivals but her business was elsewhere, and she figured she would be meeting them soon enough anyway.

The Sensoriums were set to look like Central Park as a pleasant spring day. Gentle breeze blowing while Kate lined up her shots toward the targets 50 feet away. It was very nice and pretty. A nice contrast from the ugliness of late. She had been feeling so mixed lately. Between being angry at Paco, nervous about Brenda's arrival, and then that whole last moment as the Yeerk died, it's been a very confusing time mentally and emotionally. She took her shots.

Still off. She went to go fetch her arrows, but then paused before find a place near a tree to slump down. She drew her knees up to her chin, and set her bow on the ground by her. She then lowered her head face down, and drew in slow shuddering breaths. She wasn't crying at the moment, but only because she wasn't sure how to feel at the moment.

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[oneiropompuppet.livejournal.com]

Penelope hasn't figured out any Sensorium etiquette yet. She pokes her head in, her expression eager. She stops, awed at the sight of Central Park in spring. She's always felt a connection to the season spring, though she never joined the Spring Court.

But this means the room is in use, and she shouldn't stand around gaping. "Sorry," she says and begins to back out. Then she catches the sound of slow, shuddering breaths - the kind that preface tears.

Her backing out turns to stepping farther into the Sensorium.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate wasn't noticing her just yet, her frame starting to shake a little. She was murmuring something under her breath, trying to focus on calming down. There was a sniffling sound. Then another.

[oneiropompuppet.livejournal.com]

Penelope follows the sounds and finally comes across Kate. She watches her from a few yards away, feeling more wooden (inhuman) than normal.

"Kate," she says gently, not moving closer, to see how the young woman will react. She wants to help, but is wary of pushing too far too soon.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate immediately glanced up, and quickly wiped her eyes.

"Oh hey," She started to stand up again, using the tree briefly as support.

[oneiropompuppet.livejournal.com]

Penelope shakes her head slightly as Kate starts to stand. "Don't get up on my account. If you need privacy, I can give it to you. If you need someone to talk to, I can give that as well."

She keeps her tone neutral, making no judgment on either option.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate shrugged, "Doesn't matter. It's not a big deal."

[oneiropompuppet.livejournal.com]

"What's 'not a big deal'?"

A problem well-articulated is a problem half-solved, as her sociology prof used to say.

[found-myway.livejournal.com]

Zuko's not familiar with New York. So he gives the distant buildings and their strange architecture a suspicious, analytical look before casting his gaze around the rest of the scene. A garden, sort of - it has the look of a cultivated meadow, but the flowers are sparse, almost unplanned, very different from the elaborate parks and gardens of his youth. A good, big space for running around. He almost expects to see kids chasing each other.

Then he sees Kate's arrows, a bit off target, and then Kate, slumped on the ground. He's not good with crying girls, but turning around with out a word would be . . . well, not a very good way to make allies, and his uncle would tell him that allies (Uncle would call them "friends") are what he should be making here.

Though to be fair, Zuko's pretty certain that Iroh would already be friends with at least two thirds of the crew if he was around. The younger prince of the Fire Nation just isn't that social.

"You're good," he says, gruffly, aiming for a change in subject. He shrugs his shoulders towards her arrows. They're off the mark, but not everybody has to be a Yu-Yan Archer.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

She glanced up and quickly wiped her eyes. Kate used the tree to support herself standing up before replying, "Thanks, usually better. Been some bad days you know?"

[found-myway.livejournal.com]

"Yeah."

He can remember her from the tables in the medlab - one of the infected. A slight shudder runs through Zuko's body as he thinks of it again - of something else controlling his body, speaking his words. More than horrifying.

"I'm Zuko. Prince Zuko of the Fire Nation. I'm pleased to meet you."

He bows, stiffly and formally.

"Is this your home?"

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate bowed respectfully back, instilled with her martial arts training.

"Kate Bishop, also Hawkeye of the Young Avengers. It's an honor to meet you, your highness."

She then added, "Some of it, I'm from New York, and this is Central Park. Just wanted something familiar for once."

[found-myway.livejournal.com]

Zuko's a little touched by the etiquette. Someone with manners is really novel on this ship.

. . . actually, someone who has manners after hearing his name and title is sort of a novel in and of themselves, these days. "And you, Lady Bishop."

He looks around the park again. "It's nice here. You have a beautiful home."

The buildings are pretty, too. At a distance.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate's eyebrows went up on the Lady Bishop part, and she almost corrected him to use Kate instead. But it was a nice gesture really.

She then gestured to a point northwest, "Thank you, our house up that way and a few blocks over, well just mine and my dad's since my sister's married, and my mom's been gone a few years now. Or ...where it's supposed to be."

[ihasvision.livejournal.com]

Shawn's being his usaly chipper self, and pretty much bouncing around from one spot to the next. (mostly to avoid anyone who would hit him for the fake psychic thing.)

"...so, what's up?" Shanw says, seeing Kate in the Sensorium.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"What? Oh nothing," She rubbed at her eyes, and got up slowly again.

"Just practicing."

[ihasvision.livejournal.com]

"Y'know, I may have been lying about the whole psychic thing? But there's a reason I've been able to get away with it. Namely my dad taught me to notice pretty much everything. That includes being able to tell when people are lying to me."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate seemed puzzled at that, wondering what brought it on, "Ok? Whatever. So you can profile people, and recognize tells. Good for you."

[ihasvision.livejournal.com]

"Sooo. Gonna tell me what else is up? Because it's not just nothing."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate sighed at that and went to fetch her bow and arrows quietly.

"It's not... but look, I don't want to get into about being possessed."

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

Well, looky-here, just who someone who's having a tough emotional time needs to see when they're, well, having a tough emotional time: Mr. Unsympathetic, himself. Sawyer stands in the doorway of the Sensorium with a bottle of Jack Daniels in his hand. He's been drinking a lot since he got on board but, then again, what else was there to do? It's just too bad no one else can get to his stash.

From his spot, he stood taking in the holographic projections being produced by the sensorium. The amused smirk on his face said that he was rather impressed.

"Well, idn't this Trekky," he commented, glancing at the only other person in the room.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate wiped her eyes, and quickly got up.

"It's just how it is. Something Stacy set up so we can pretend we're not on some weird plant ship."

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

"Riight," Sawyer said sounding--surprise--unconvinced. He took a long swig from the bottle of whiskey. "So we're just supposed to come in here and forget that we're walkin' around in livin', breathin' lily-bad suits? Yeah," he rolled his eyes. "It's totally workin'."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

She shrugged at that, and went to fetch her bow, "It's either that or enjoy walking around the creepy city. Oh wait, you have to be careful where you go, or that you don't go alone. So yeah, kind of limited on options?"

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

"'Don't go alone?'" Sawyer repeated, arching an eyebrow at the girl. "Whose dumbass rule was that?"

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Cybil's. She's basically the defacto leader here. You just get popped out?"

Kate then ticked off on her fingers, "Well, considering we've been attacked by giant roaches, and now this mess with Yeerks, it's actually a pretty good idea."