Agent North

[bothbarrels]

● Agent North Dakota | Andrew Engelsen
Theta likes dealing with the messages so just leave something appropriate for him to respond to.
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audio; after hassling South goes sideways

[infailtration]

Hey, you're... possibly going to be pissed at me but I thought you should know before you next see South. She punched a bulkhead and broke her hand.

Delta told her something you're really not going to want to hear either, so uh. Call me back? So I can. Tell you the upsetting thing that made your sister punch a bulkhead. Yeah.

Great going, York......

audio;

[bothbarrels]

[ York sounds...kind of off. And the news about his sister isn't good. He replies in a gentle tone. ]

Is this something you want to stay on the comms to talk about? Because I was just heading back to your room.

Re: audio;

[infailtration]

It's not. Come on back, I'm headed there too right now.

-> action

[ownperson]

[ South's sitting on her bed when North reaches the room again. 'Their' room, supposedly. She isn't sure if she wants him to stop calling it that or not.

She raises her splinted hand in a vague wave when he walks in. ]

...hey.

[bothbarrels]

Hey.

[ He sits down across from her, sitting up stiffly. ]

What's up?

[ He has his suspicions, but he wants to hear it out of the horse's mouth. ]

[ownperson]

[ South's uncharacteristically... small. She's slumped, her splinted hand falling to rest carefully in her lap. She's not looking at him head on. After their last actual conversation, she doesn't know how to talk to him, let alone how to say this. ]

...Delta told me something. The other day. Or, well [ snort ] he told York, I guess. Whatever. About the Project. About what they were doing to us.

[zerg_rush]

[Kerrigan sends a picture of Adora's face, unconscious with a little smear of blood at the temple, and a line of text:] Adora. No one else in the dorms knows yet.

[Except Fauxdora, obviously, but Kerrigan figures that goes without saying.]

[bothbarrels]

Noted. I'll line some people up to help me and go confront.

text; the day after the Counselor's Formal Apology

[credit_not_blame]

Hi North and Theta!

We haven't formally met, I'm Stacia. Could I borrow you two for a quick chat in meatspace? I was talking to York about a thing, and he said I should loop you guys in on it.

[bothbarrels]

Sure, that sounds fine.

[ Any friend of York's is a friend of his. And she gets extra points for acknowledging Theta. ]

How about on the deck?

text -> action

[credit_not_blame]

The deck works! I can be up there in five, ten minutes?

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["Stacia" turns out to be one of the younger and smaller members of the crew. In spite of this, she's wearing a jumpsuit in the largest size Jorgmund stocks, which means it has to be tied and belted in various ways for her to not trip out of it entirely. If North and Theta have done much skimming of the comm network, secret and otherwise, they'll also know that she's pretty open about being a werewolf, which probably explains the jumpsuit.]

Hi! Thanks for agreeing to meet with me, I know it's not like we get a lot of free time here.

post babadon't battle; action

[infailtration]

[ York has chatted with everyone he could, still not sure what he's looking for and not knowing people well enough to tell if they're acting off. It occurs to him he should check back in with North, who seems more connected. He's nearby the twins' room anyway.

North is there, but when he reaches up to knock playfully York notices he's shirtless and dotting something onto his torso. On scattered red marks, angry against pale skin. His hand freezes and instead of a greeting what comes out is, ]

What happened to you?

[bothbarrels]

[ He looks at York and motions him to come in. ]

Just some minor burns. Basically, I'm the one who set off the whole battle against the shape-shifting creatures.

There was an explosion, but I'm okay.

[infailtration]

[ York has so many questions, but he manages to boil them down as he steps in and gets a better look at the marks. ]

Who was it..? And are you sure you're okay? Those look angry.

after the babadon’t fight; action

[ownperson]

[ By the time South arrives back at the dorms, the fight has been over for a while. Not only having been all the way over at the rewards suites, the all-clear reached her later than the others because she’d gone off on her own.

And the news that her brother was involved in fighting the monster? That doesn’t so much as reach her as she reaches it, when she catches people talking as she enters the dorm hall.

She makes straight for their room, but fucking York’s in there, all up close and personal with North as they always are and she ducks back out before either of them see her. Patience isn’t her strong suit but she waits off to the side of the door, arms folded and tapping her foot against the wall, looking around at the mess left from the fights, until finally the asshole leaves and she steps inside. ]

You fucking idiot.

[bothbarrels]

[ He replies mildly, not offended. ]

I guess you heard.

[ownperson]

Yeah, I fuckin' heard! What the hell were you thinking?! That thing was a monster, Drew, a literal monster, and the only guy here who knew fuck shit about what it could do was wrong half the time and you cornered it?

[ She sounds genuinely incredulous. ]

You stupid fucking— ugh!

[ She surges forward, and anyone else would think she was going in to hit them, but North knows her better than that. Still, the tight hug she wraps him in might come as a surprise. ]

action, after babadon't

[onequartershark]

[ They said they were going to sit together and eat, and that's happening. The shapeshifting monster, necessary bandaging, and extra jello, however, are factors they didn't expect when they planned this, but they have proven that they are nothing if not adaptable by this point.

For her part, Carolina's alright. Scrapes and bruises but nothing that looks serious.

When she takes the seat across from North, she arches her eyebrows. ]

So. I heard you were one of the ones on ground zero with the shapeshifter.

[ It's one way to kick this thing off, at least. ]

[bothbarrels]

Yeah, I've been, ah...getting a lot of lectures about how I handled that.

[ 'A lot' meaning he heard from South and York about it, anyway. ]

I went in unarmed.

text; after South meets Wrath

[ownperson]

Come find me? I'm in that shitty lounge Wash and me fought in.

text > action

[bothbarrels]

Sure.

[ It's unusual for South to make this kind of request and for that reason he's completely willing to drop whatever he's doing and head straight for her location. He was working out, but he wipes his face with a towel, takes a drink of water, and then he's off to find his sister.

When he arrives he finds her seated in the lounge and he goes to sit on the couch beside her. ]

Hey.

text; during 1950s plot

[ownperson]

for the love of fuck please answer this and tell me you're fucking alive

[bothbarrels]

Alive, yes. Confused and alarmed as hell, also yes.

after north's drama and york comforting the others

[infailtration]

[ York is tired. He might not be the one having a breakdown but fielding two in fairly quick succession is still emotionally exhausting. He's about halfway back to his room when he realizes that North is probably there, since he can't go back to the one he was sharing with South... and he's going to have to summon the strength for another Conversation because this can't keep happening. North can't go on like this, for his own sake as much as everyone else's.

Sure enough, North is on the other bed when York gets to his room. He nods his head in greeting. ]

Hey.

[ Instead of joining North, however, York crosses to his own bunk and sits, hands on his knees with very 'okay we're doing this' body language. ]

Do you feel like talking?

[bothbarrels]

[ North hadn't really been doing anything—there's so much on his mind that he'd sort of gotten interrupted in the process of getting up from lying down, and had never arose to his feet somehow.

York's 'on a mission'-ness is obvious, though, and North blinks at him. ]

I guess I'd better.