[The Blue Light was rather nice. Full of booze at any rate. And Howl found that conjuring currency was frighteningly easy in this place, like no one's set up any safe guards against it at all. Now he's several beers deep and in danger of breaking into Sosban Fach any moment. He does always get rather sentimental when he's been drinking. He leans against the wall in the hallway, trying his hardest to make everything stop being so wibbly and gives Peter a firm look.]
What exactly are we doing here again?
What exactly are we doing here again?
[Peter is cone sold stober. Wait, sone cold cober. STONE. COLD. SOBER. Whatever. He rolls his eyes at Howl.]
I told you. Chekarly lives here.
I told you. Chekarly lives here.
[It doesn't take them long to reach the apartment block. Howl has to drop Sophie's hand to unlock the door, but he holds it open for her to go through.]
Here we are. I'd say excuse the mess, but we both know I prefer it that way.
Pavel! Are you home?
Here we are. I'd say excuse the mess, but we both know I prefer it that way.
Pavel! Are you home?
Pavel! You didn't tell me you have a sweetheart in the city! I feel hurt and crushed. I though we were friends!
[ They've been talking so much about cooking together (or her teaching him to cook, at least) — it is time to finally put those words into action. Tessa has borrowed two cooking books from the library, one with the meals that she is more used to and one on Russian food, and she's waiting for him by the fountain where they agreed to meet, the books under one arm. ]
[Tessa is already at the fountain by the time Chekov jogs there after work. Learning to cook isn't something that he's especially eager to do, but at least he will be doing it with Tessa. That makes it more than tolerable.
He greets her with a smile.]
Hello! [looking at the two books] Do you plan on cooking a lot?
He greets her with a smile.]
Hello! [looking at the two books] Do you plan on cooking a lot?
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- 2012-05-07 03:24 (UTC) - Expand
DELACROIX to CHEKOV: 14-06 re: Transferral For several months now I have been recompiling the outlines of my research. As we both are aware, the facilities available here in the City differ vastly from what is known centuries from now, but we have the good fortune of Mr. Stark's enthusiasm. I have presented him with the details of my FTL and outlined the alterations I wish to make in building a miniaturized prototype. My hope is not to travel the stars, but to evoke its frequencies in a way which may garner us all our freedom from this place. Mr. Stark has been intrigued by my presentation, and has approved my proposals for staff and materials.
With your permission, I would like to request your transferal to my team. I hope you will consider it.
Sincerely,
Marie
CHEKOV TO DELACROIX: 14-06
I approve of this transferal, thank you. I have done little FTL research of my own but I understand it well as it is known in my time and would like to work with someone so advanced as you. It is a noble idea for a project.
Vsevo dobrovo,
Pavel
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I have a question, too, and this seems like as good a place as any for it. Do you mind if Chekov figures out Marie's encrypted post? In book!canon, he has insane computer skills and fights the Russian mafia with said skills. I'm not even lying. Wanted to check with you first!]
I approve of this transferal, thank you. I have done little FTL research of my own but I understand it well as it is known in my time and would like to work with someone so advanced as you. It is a noble idea for a project.
Vsevo dobrovo,
Pavel
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I have a question, too, and this seems like as good a place as any for it. Do you mind if Chekov figures out Marie's encrypted post? In book!canon, he has insane computer skills and fights the Russian mafia with said skills. I'm not even lying. Wanted to check with you first!]
[Howl is currently very angry at Pavel. And is expressing this anger by piling him up with blanket and books and complaining about it the entire time.]
I did have work I needed to get to today, you know.
[He drops off another one of Chekov's science-y books he can't begin to understand and checking that his leg is still elevated.]
I did have work I needed to get to today, you know.
[He drops off another one of Chekov's science-y books he can't begin to understand and checking that his leg is still elevated.]
[Chekov has determined that Howl has a most unique way of expressing his anger. He also hasn't told Howl or Sophie that he temporarily traded away a good deal of knowledge and can't make sense of his own books, but far be it for him to reward Howl's thoughtful anger with such news.]
You can do your work. I promise not to die if you leave the room.
[Maybe this is one of those times when joking isn't such a good idea.]
Howl, thank you.
You can do your work. I promise not to die if you leave the room.
[Maybe this is one of those times when joking isn't such a good idea.]
Howl, thank you.
[Uhura raps on Chekov's bedroom door, tendrils of hideously orange hair escaping from the hat she snagged from somewhere. The moment he opens the door, she'll say]
I need a job.
I need a job.
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[It takes a little time and several thuds and rattling sounds before Chekov answers the door. Chekov looks surprised to see Uhura (her hair doesn't actually faze him) and instinctively stands at attention, straightening that awful sweater that Sophie doesn't particularly like.]
[Korra doesn't spend much time at home these days; everything's still too raw and painful.
So when she's not training in the park, she's spending a fair amount of time with Chekov, the one uncomplicated person in her life. Today she invited him to hang out with her and Naga at Xanadu. She's noticed how fascinated Chekov is by the polar bear dog, and Naga seems to enjoy the attention.]
So when she's not training in the park, she's spending a fair amount of time with Chekov, the one uncomplicated person in her life. Today she invited him to hang out with her and Naga at Xanadu. She's noticed how fascinated Chekov is by the polar bear dog, and Naga seems to enjoy the attention.]
Edited 2012-11-19 03:09 (UTC)
[Chekov enjoys spending time with Korra, whether that time includes sparring lessons or just hanging out. Hanging out with people (people he isn't romantically attached to, that is) his own age is still a relatively new and exciting thing. While he has a number of friends in the City, most of them are people he works with. Work is not hanging out.
After finishing up at City Solutions, he sprints to Xanadu to meet with Korra. She's easy enough to find with Naga by her side.]
Korra, hello! Hello, Naga.
[He's quite pleased to see them both, but limits the hugging to Naga. Chekov isn't familiar enough with Korra's culture to determine when hugging is appropriate and when it is not.]
After finishing up at City Solutions, he sprints to Xanadu to meet with Korra. She's easy enough to find with Naga by her side.]
Korra, hello! Hello, Naga.
[He's quite pleased to see them both, but limits the hugging to Naga. Chekov isn't familiar enough with Korra's culture to determine when hugging is appropriate and when it is not.]
You hung up on me. Do you know how rude that is? Not to mention I am worried--was worried about you, but you know what, now I'm just mad at you for being rude and mean and did I mention, rude.
You know what, you don't want me to worry then fine. Wish granted.
[Not true of course. She'll still worry.]
[And she hangs up on him loudly.]
You know what, you don't want me to worry then fine. Wish granted.
[Not true of course. She'll still worry.]
[And she hangs up on him loudly.]
[It's been some years since she's done any real home-schooling. Something not magic-based anyway. She's stretched out on her stomach under the main central column of their blanket fort, filling in the notebook Mr. Chekov started for her with careful black numbers.]
[Unfortunately, Chekov doesn't know much about magic. Math, however, is a thing he can do. (So is building blanket forts, and he is very pleased to have found someone in the City who appreciates this talent and is willing to collaborate in such projects.) He's sprawled out next to Bobby, idly flipping through a book about quantum physics.]
How are you doing?
How are you doing?
Hey Chekov, I'm going dancing tonight. Wanna come? [insert time and location here]
Oh! And bring Lucy along. It'd be nice to see her again.
Oh! And bring Lucy along. It'd be nice to see her again.
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[After a few days, Uhura decides enough is enough. Wednesday evening, she climbs up onto the roof where he's sulking.]
All right, Pavel, out with it.
All right, Pavel, out with it.
[Korra tries to focus on her breathing as she runs through her airbending forms. It's more for Jinora's sake than anything else; they'd been doing even more airbending training than usual to distract the young girl from the loss of Miles.
Korra just envies him. These past few weeks, it's felt like the City has been deliberately taunting her, rubbing her face in things she'll never have. Her bending back. Mako saying he loves her (she's let him go, but that doesn't mean the thought of him doesn't still have a bittersweet pang). Li being gentle & caring. Her mind is a confusing jumble of memories -- her alternate self, her child self, and her own. She wishes she could just go home, even if it's to a world where everyone knows her failure. At least it would be simpler.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Just think about your breathing. There is nothing else.]
Korra just envies him. These past few weeks, it's felt like the City has been deliberately taunting her, rubbing her face in things she'll never have. Her bending back. Mako saying he loves her (she's let him go, but that doesn't mean the thought of him doesn't still have a bittersweet pang). Li being gentle & caring. Her mind is a confusing jumble of memories -- her alternate self, her child self, and her own. She wishes she could just go home, even if it's to a world where everyone knows her failure. At least it would be simpler.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Just think about your breathing. There is nothing else.]
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[Chekov hadn't intended to run into Korra on his way to the beach house (he has a book on cosmology for Jinora tucked under his arm--his version of a distraction). Then again, he hasn't been trying to avoid her. The fact that they haven't spoken since their argument--the weekend doesn't count since they weren't themselves--is purely coincidental. Work has been hard, Doc has needed help with the DeLorean, Uhura is having problems of her own...
But he could have made time to see her if he had really wanted to.
Honestly, Chekov just wants to tell Korra that lashing out physically at him when she's angry is unacceptable, but without stirring up any trouble. He hates confrontation. It would be easier to shrug it off... but no. As forgiving as Pavel typically is, there are some things that shouldn't go unaddressed.
He approaches Korra quietly and waits for her to notice him.]
But he could have made time to see her if he had really wanted to.
Honestly, Chekov just wants to tell Korra that lashing out physically at him when she's angry is unacceptable, but without stirring up any trouble. He hates confrontation. It would be easier to shrug it off... but no. As forgiving as Pavel typically is, there are some things that shouldn't go unaddressed.
He approaches Korra quietly and waits for her to notice him.]
[Korra waits outside of Chekov's office building, leaning against Naga as she waits for the young Russian to come out. She actually isn't sure if he's in or not, but this is her best bet. Uhura still won't let her in the house, even to apologize.
But Korra's tired of running and hiding. Hei was right; the City is dark and ugly enough without letting it ruin everything.
She sighs and rests her head against Naga's shoulder.]
At least I know he'll be glad to see you.
But Korra's tired of running and hiding. Hei was right; the City is dark and ugly enough without letting it ruin everything.
She sighs and rests her head against Naga's shoulder.]
At least I know he'll be glad to see you.
[Chekov is indeed at work. He has been working overtime most days to make up for the time he has missed and to distract himself, but Delacroix chases him out on time today. That leaves him with far more idle time on his hands than he would care to have.
Uhura hasn't told him that Korra's been trying to talk to him. Pavel misses talking to her, but he's... what is he? Afraid? No, because he knows Korra isn't a cruel person. A bully, maybe, but not a bad person. If he's honest with himself, the reason he hasn't tried talking to her is because he doesn't know if she's interested. When something goes wrong, he's always the one to initiate a conversation afterwards or apologize. If Korra is invested in their friendship, wouldn't she make a move?
Maybe she decided that enough is enough and he's not worth bothering with.
He's understandably surprised to see Naga and Korra--in that order, of course, as the polar bear dog is easy to spot. An involuntary smile spreads across his face as he runs over to them.]
Hello!
Uhura hasn't told him that Korra's been trying to talk to him. Pavel misses talking to her, but he's... what is he? Afraid? No, because he knows Korra isn't a cruel person. A bully, maybe, but not a bad person. If he's honest with himself, the reason he hasn't tried talking to her is because he doesn't know if she's interested. When something goes wrong, he's always the one to initiate a conversation afterwards or apologize. If Korra is invested in their friendship, wouldn't she make a move?
Maybe she decided that enough is enough and he's not worth bothering with.
He's understandably surprised to see Naga and Korra--in that order, of course, as the polar bear dog is easy to spot. An involuntary smile spreads across his face as he runs over to them.]
Hello!
[ He's here to return equipment he's borrowed from Pavel -- a precision-centering adapter and accessory tray for the telescope. At least, on the surface. In truth Hei's aim is to replace a short-circuited bug he'd fitted earlier in Pavel's residence. Quiet, quick and unobtrusive. In theory, anyway. Unlike Korra's house, full of open spaces and cheerful luddites, Pavel's residence makes for trickier terrain. Narrower rooms mean figuring out more ingenious spots to conceal bugs in. Additionally, Pavel's from a world twice as advanced as Hei's. That means being doubly cautious with the choice of equipment and location. ]
[ (There's a small part of Hei that wonders if this is really necessary. Pavel's proven trustworthy so far. Surely the paranoid tactics can be forgone? Just once? Except the very idea is appalling. You must be going either soft or crazy. If he'd started giving everyone the benefit of the doubt back home, he'd be a dead man by now.) ]
[ At the door of Pavel's place, Hei stops. Dressed as 'Li' in a baggy buttondown shirt and scuffed jeans, a knapsack slung from his shoulder, he readjusts his grip around a heavy pot brimming with wild-mushroom stroganoff. (No reason to show up empty-handed.) ]
[ Knock, knock. ]
[ (There's a small part of Hei that wonders if this is really necessary. Pavel's proven trustworthy so far. Surely the paranoid tactics can be forgone? Just once? Except the very idea is appalling. You must be going either soft or crazy. If he'd started giving everyone the benefit of the doubt back home, he'd be a dead man by now.) ]
[ At the door of Pavel's place, Hei stops. Dressed as 'Li' in a baggy buttondown shirt and scuffed jeans, a knapsack slung from his shoulder, he readjusts his grip around a heavy pot brimming with wild-mushroom stroganoff. (No reason to show up empty-handed.) ]
[ Knock, knock. ]
[What perfect timing, Li! Uhura is just about to make dinner when she hears a knock on the door. Normally she'd just let Pavel get it, but the young Russian had stepped out for a minute. Sighing a little (it's been a long day and she's a little tired for company), she closes the refrigerator and goes to answer the door.]
Li! What brings you here?
Li! What brings you here?
[It's been bothering her ever since Wednesday. How did Hei know that she had those pictures? It couldn't just be a guess. He knew which picture was missing, how long she'd had the pictures for. He's not psychic. It wasn't part of the curse.
So how?!
She can't make heads nor tails of it. She needs someone smarter than her for this. So she calls Chekov.]
Hey, are you free this afternoon?
So how?!
She can't make heads nor tails of it. She needs someone smarter than her for this. So she calls Chekov.]
Hey, are you free this afternoon?
(ITEM: 1 Crate of Stolichnaya)
I'm sorry
I became irrationally deranged
when you rearranged my furniture
differently than I would have.
There is something wrong with the woman who claims to have been on my ship.
Be careful.
Be careful.
When Chekov said that he's gotten the vodka, of course Laruna got food ready, because food was important when doing some serious drinking. She didn't know exactly what went with vodka so she got a bit of everything, figuring well, even if it didn't they could still eat it. The weather had been nice so she'd set it outside her distillery and waited.
Introducing Laruna to vodka is a pleasant distraction from the City's antics--revolution, the mess in the laboratory, Uhura going home. Chekov arrives at Laruna's distillery with the best bottle of grain-based vodka he could find in the City and an olivje salad, made with boiled potatoes and eggs, ham, vegetables, and mayonnaise. He isn't much of a cook, but one doesn't go to a friend's place for a drink without bringing a good Russian dish.
"Laruna, hello." He greets her with a smile, which only widens when he looks at the food she has laid out.
"Laruna, hello." He greets her with a smile, which only widens when he looks at the food she has laid out.
Hey, Chekov. Don't freak out.
I know you saw the feed about Dax and Bones. You're the smartest person on the Enterprise, if you ask me, and I doubt these ancient bricks could lock you out of anything. I also want you to know that I'd appreciate keeping it to yourself, which I know you will.
I just didn't want you to have to tiptoe around the subject with me or get guilty over thinking you were lying.
That's about it, see you later.
I know you saw the feed about Dax and Bones. You're the smartest person on the Enterprise, if you ask me, and I doubt these ancient bricks could lock you out of anything. I also want you to know that I'd appreciate keeping it to yourself, which I know you will.
I just didn't want you to have to tiptoe around the subject with me or get guilty over thinking you were lying.
That's about it, see you later.
This is Kirk. I'm unable to make contact with Spock, Scotty and Sulu, they were all here yesterday. I want everybody looking for them. [ A sigh. ] If anyone hears from Gaila, Dax, Tom Paris or Christopher Pike, I want to hear about that too. Anyone from Starfleet is to check in with me immediately.
I think they were removed from the City, but I want to be sure. Additionally, we have Captain Janeway newly arrived. Chekov, I want you to fill her in on whatever you can, I already gave her your version of what's going on but you can explain it better in person.
Kirk out.
I think they were removed from the City, but I want to be sure. Additionally, we have Captain Janeway newly arrived. Chekov, I want you to fill her in on whatever you can, I already gave her your version of what's going on but you can explain it better in person.
Kirk out.
Yes sir. 10:00. I will be on time.
["On time" means "ten minutes early because early is a sign of maturity and responsibility." Chekov has never quite determined where he stands with Dr. McCoy--not even after being in the City with him for several months prior to now--and intends to make a good impression whenever possible.]
["On time" means "ten minutes early because early is a sign of maturity and responsibility." Chekov has never quite determined where he stands with Dr. McCoy--not even after being in the City with him for several months prior to now--and intends to make a good impression whenever possible.]
Tell me more about the nature of these "curses."
The beings who called themselves deities suggested that they controlled them. Curses have appeared randomized but sometimes repeat and can compel people to act unlike themselves or take memories or alter forms and abilities. How they work is unknown.
Is there anything specific that you wish to know?
Is there anything specific that you wish to know?
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