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"M’Francis, I’m new so uh…yeah." He answered, glancing around the room and then out towards the larger hall. "Kitchen maybe? There’s food." He yawned again, beginning to shuffle in that direction, looking more like a sleepy zombie than a person. "Are you a pilot too?" He asked slowly, looking back at the other.  

[echo649]

"Yeah, kitchen might be a good place to check." he murmured, starting after Francis and keeping his eyes peeled for any cat-like movement around the room. "And yes, I am. Used to be a freelancer actually." he replied. "So I guess I'm sorta new too, just not new to the ship."

[echo649]

✩ :Belief they've questioned/struggled with

THIS WAS A REALLY HARD QUESTION WOW. I had to think about it.

I guess the belief that everyone should "look on the brightside because things will always get better." Kinda depressing, he doesn't have a terrible outlook on life, but he's just learned to expect the worst and is usually always prepared for it. 

[milesfarrow]

"Why’s that?" Cali asked though had a few ideas. He’d been shot at, finally h had to kill someone, then a bunch more people, shot at more and then got the shit kicked out of him and some of that was on ship. So yeah he could see why it sucked being a freelancer.

"Nope. Not one bit. You think my readings bad. Man there is not fucking help for me when it comes to flying man. I am a hot fucking mess. I don’t know if it’s panic or my brain just can’t process it, but I’m either in a ditch, in the ground, you pick it and that’s how I roll. Though looking back on it all only regret I have is running to the army. That’s what got me here. I should of taken my chances out there. I’m starting to think the only way out of this place is in a body bag."

[echo649]

He shrugged. "Anxiety. I have it pretty bad I guess. Years of military work builds up on you pretty badly I suppose." 

"Flying is something you could probably get good at with practice. But unlike reading, if you slip up, you're screwed." he chuckled. "But man, I hear you. About not being able to get out. I wish I had some kind of reassuring words for  you, but you pretty much summed up my thoughts exactly." he sighed frowning into his cup of coffee unhappily. "It's hard to see the bright side sometimes."

[echo649]

✰ :Weird thing they want to try or have tried★ :A socially unacceptable thought they've had

✰ :Weird thing they want to try or have tried

If we count those drunk text nights that happened a while ago as canon, he once joined a gang on accident. It was a pretty weird experience. And South wouldn't bail him out.

★ :A socially unacceptable thought they've had

Idk if it's actually socially unacceptable as most people have these thoughts (it's called the 'call of the void' I think??) but basically sometimes he'll be staring out the window and start wondering what it would feel like to just jump out of the airlock and into space. Or crashing the Pelican into the side of the ship or something equally as drastic. And then he's like "what the fuck" and he pushes those thoughts away because they're scary.

[echo649]

✲ :Something or someone they down right hate ⋆ :Minor personality flaw or quirk ✦ :Fatal flaw

✲ :Something or someone they down right hate

Most people who know him know that he absolutely haaates getting dirty or having his stuff messed with. He's a germaphobe and a neat freak.

⋆ :Minor personality flaw or quirk

He's very soft-hearted, despite the usual guarded front he puts up. Because of this, he's easily taken advantage of.

✦ :Fatal flaw

He's loyal to a fault towards the people he's close to which means he would do absolutely anything to make sure they're ok (ie: he dropped everything and left the Project when Dylan did because he was worried about him, giving up his home and income completely until they both returned). He focuses more on the problems of others and neglects his own problems.

[foxbox035-deactivated20151116]

"I was sleeping and flying and…cat?" Francis said tiredly, rubbing his eyes and trying to be inconspicuous as he wiped a bit of drool from the side of his mouth. Normally he’d be a more embarrassed by the entire event but he was running on about four hours of sleep and way more concerned about the cat. "I haven’t…sorry." He said, trying to stifle a yawn. 

The Mother of Invention was a scary place to lose a cat with how extensive it and its ventilation system were. Francis was exhausted and definitely not equipped to interact with another human being for any length of time, but the idea of a sad kitty wandering around in the dark alone prompted him to offer his help. “I can uh help you look if you want?” 

[echo649]

"I mean, only if you don't mind." Nate replied. "She's a sphynx cat, shouldn't be too hard to find..." He let his gaze wander, scanning the room but coming up short. He frowned and turned back to the other pilot. "Oh! I'm Nathan by the way. Sorry, I don't think we've met." he said quickly. He felt bad for bothering the man, he looked tired. And Nate knew what kind of shit lack of sleep did to a person. Still, he seemed willing to help and he couldn't deny that he needed it.

[echo649]

⋆ Detailed Headcanon Prompter! ⋆

⋆ : Minor personality flaw or quirk

✢ : Physical advantage

✣ : Physical disability/disadvantage

✦ : Fatal flaw

✧ : Mental or emotional strength

❋ : Belief they have

✩ : Belief they've questioned/struggled with

✪ : Critique they have about others

✫ : Pet peeve

✬ : Something minor they enjoy

✭ : An obscure interest

✮ : A moral standard

✯ : Way they could see themselves dying

✰ : Weird thing they want to try or have tried

★ : A socially unacceptable thought they've had

✱ : Someone or something who or that has played a part in a fantasy or daydream

✲ : Something or someone they down right hate

[milesfarrow]

Cali was all grins blushing slightly. “Yeah. I was kinda proud too.” And he was. Cali had more than a few short comings, but at least he was down one and something about Nate’s encouragement ensured him he’d keep down the path. As much as Cali played off the I don’t give a fuck attitude it really didn’t take much criticism for him to give up on something he was weak at and reading was a weakness for him.

"You ever think about becoming a Freelancer again?" He asked just in the mood to talk to someone that didn’t hate him, which consisted of just about Nate at this point.

[echo649]

Nate thought about it, taking another sip. "No, I don't think I could even if I wanted to." he admitted with a small sigh. He wasn't sure he was even capable of holding a gun anymore. The last time he did was during his combat revaluation when he was getting reinstated into the project. His hands had been shaking so bad that he had missed nearly every practice target. He'd been good with a sniper rifle at one point which is why he had specialized in recon. Looks like those skills had gone down the toilet. 

"Do you ever think about becoming a pilot?" he asked with a grin. "Trading in all your big guns and armor for a Pelican?" 

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Francis was used to waking up inside one of the flight simulation machines with no real recollection of how he got there. It had become a near nightly thing ever since he’d found a particular environment simulation complicated enough to lower his accuracy rating into the high 80’s and low 90’s actually. What he wasn’t used to was the sound of another human being wandering around the pilot’s quarters.  

He sat up, listening to the soft sound of the man’s voice as he called for someone named Sitka, shaking what sounded like a maraca. He frowned, curling up a bit inside the simulation pod’s chair. He wanted to meet people, he did, but he was tired and dressed in an embarrassingly flowery dance camp t-shirt and not at all equipped to deal with maraca man. Francis lowered his head, ready to continue his nap only to hit the open button with his forehead, causing one wall of the sim pod to lift up with a soft hiss. Well fuck.

[echo649]

The hiss of the pod opening, although soft, was enough to startle the anxious and jumpy pilot into dropping the treats. Thankfully the container was sealed. The last thing he needed right now was to clean up several dozen tiny cat treats off the ground.

He turned to see someone unfamiliar curled up in the simulator and he offered a weak smile. It seemed a little weird that someone was using the sim this late at night, but then again, it was weird that he was on a wild cat chase through the pilot's quarters at this time of night too, "Uh, hey, sorry if I disturbed your...whatever it is you're doing." he held up the treats and gave them a few shakes. "Seen a cat around here?" he said with a nervous chuckle.

[milesfarrow]

"Well just don’t drink to much of that and get the jitters when your flying man." Cali teased with a grin as Nate got some needed coffee.

"That’s totally it man. Some people here you know. LIke maybe they did bad things first and somehow found something good in them. And then I wonder like how bad is bad and what makes that shit go away? Does any of it? Maybe we’re more alike than we think. We all got to be kinda crazy to be here." Cali moved around Nate to grab a a glass of water.

"To be honest. I don’t know I guess I push people away cause its easier then letting them get close. You seen a lot of people die right? Well what if its someone you know right? what if you’re right fucking there and they just die and you gotta watch that? What’s the point then? Just seems better not to know anyone." Cali turned to regard Nate again. "Shit how did we get on all this heavy shit." He shook his head. "You know it was a kids book, but I read like most of it today by myself man. I think I’m getting better. Some happy news right?" He was all grins again coming to stand next to Nate.

[echo649]

"We're all cooped up on a ship in space for months on end, I'd be surprised if any of us wasn't crazy." he laughed lightly, taking a sip from his cup.

Cali was right though, about letting people get close. He himself had been notoriously closed off when he first arrived onboard. But then came Dylan. And South. And Georgia. And now Cali and the others. It was safe to say that he had grown dangerously fond of almost everyone on board. His stomach flipped just thinking about what it would be like to lose any of them and his grip on his coffee mug tightening unconsciously. 

Reading. Right. Glad to be off the rather dark subject, he offered a small grin of his own. "That's awesome!" he said happily. "You're definitely on your way to becoming a reading champ, that's for sure."

[echo649]

For the first time in who knows how long, Nate had gotten careless. He was so preoccupied with his thoughts that when he opened the door to his room, he didn't even notice his cat, Sitka, slip out and book it down the hall. He didn't realize she was gone until she didn't show up at feeding time. And that little pig of a cat was always the first to show up when the cat food was brought out.

After nearly tearing apart his room with no luck, Nate was now spending the night roaming all over the ship in search of his missing cat. He called softly to her, shaking the bag of cat treats as he went, hopefully not making too much noise to wake the others. He was royally fucked if that cat got into trouble.

[milesfarrow]

"Ah one of them types. Caffeine or you might not make it huh? I’m not big on it,but sometimes it does help keep you awake for sure." Cali moved around him grabbing a cup of hot water and some green tea. It was one of the few warm things he liked to drink.

"Oh that’s a bunch of bullshit you know. Profiling and shit. It’s stupid. I"m a thief right, that’s why the Director recruited me. There’s not a damn thing in this universe I can’t steal and I’ll stand by that. Might not do the prettiest job or stealthiest, but I’ll get whatever it is, no questions asked. I mean yeah maybe I’ve done some shit on board that I shouldn’t of, but there was no line in the sand right. So I did what anyone would do you know." Cali knew what he did wasn’t something anyone would do, but that wasn’t the point.

"I never been good at making friends. It doesn’t bother me. I never had any before and didn’t expect to have any here. Sure some people aren’t too bad, but you know it’s like we can’t see eye to eye on anything cause it’s all different. You know what I mean yeah?"

[echo649]

"Yep, that's me." he laughed softly, turning around as the coffee pot beeped to fix him a glass. 

He stirred his drink thoughtfully as he listened to Cali. It was pretty vague and he wasn't sure to what extent he had gotten in trouble on board, but he'd always seemed like a pretty ok dude to him at least. He had yet to do something to prove otherwise, or rather Nate had yet to see him do anything of the sort. Again, he needed to stop moping around in his own little world and start paying attention. It seemed like he had a particular set of skills, a set that would come in handy on missions that required it. Nothing wrong with that, they all came from different backgrounds.

"Hmm. I see." he said after a while, turning around and leaning against the counter once more. "Yeah, I think I know what you mean. The way I see it is we're all stuck up here together, we might as well learn to tolerate each other. We're all so different and we all come from different places that I guess it's hard to connect. I don't know."

[thecoyotestate]

Of course it’s good for them, what’s not good about sweaters, especially on naked cats! I sweater Wash’s cats all the time, and Bonnie, sweaters are very good for animals, okay, look at her, she’s beautiful. Now give me that one, what do you think of green…

[echo649]

I guess it'll keep them from getting cold....Some cats don't like sweaters though, what if they freak out? /hands her the other cat and frowns/ Yeah, green sounds good. I think. 

[milesfarrow]

"Friendly man friendly." Cali grunted as his back hit the counter, he cowered the best he cold and held his hands up in surrender. It didn’t really click to defend himself.

Thankfully Nate was a much more level headed guy than most, it was what drew Cali to him. He seemed almost normal in a ship full of maddening people. He watched the man’s full reaction, could see a sort of tiredness in him as his pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Hey that’s the least anyone had tried to do to me lately so I’m okay with that. Plus you didn’t, you just thought about it. Again probably the most benign thought anyone’s had about me all day." Cali leaned on the counter he’d been pushed up against looking up at Nate.

"You look like shit man. Everything alright with ya?"

[echo649]

Nate shrugged and made a face, as if uncertain. "Yeah, everything's good. Just tired, but that's nothing new. Running dangerously low on caffeine." he nodded towards the brewing coffee pot on the counter next to him. He was thankful the Mother of Invention always had coffee onboard or else he probably wouldn't be able to get through the day considering how little sleep he got.

"What about you? I may not be super aware of what goes on around here, but I've definitely been hearing your name floating around." he pointed out. He'd heard something about the ventilation system from The Director and then there was the whole curfew thing. Plus if what Cali had said was true, it seemed like he wasn't on everyone's best side. He wasn't sure what kinds of havoc the freelancer was wreaking while he wasn't paying attention but he had yet to give him a reason to dislike him. Maybe being cooped up on a ship in space was making everyone a little stir crazy, who knew for sure?

[thecoyotestate]

Why she even want to hide? You’re not freaking them out with your anti-germ insanity, are you? /She teases, wandering over to steal one of the cats before snagging the bag and sitting on his bed, making herself at home as she dumps it out and maybe sends a few sweaters all over the place, and cat treats, so many treats/ Important cat things. Now, I’m thiiinking, blue for this one. Light blue. /proceeds to stuff the cat in a light blue sweater/

[echo649]

/rolls his eyes/ Uh, no of course not! Cats are just naturally clean, I don't have to enforce it. /he sits down next to her and sifts through all the stuff spread out on his bed/ Wow I didn't even know they made special sweaters for cats are you sure that's...good for them?

[thecoyotestate]

Wash’d be better at it than me but hey, not all of us can have crazy cat guy skills like him /She snickers, setting down a bag before glancing at the bed/ And, what, you cant shove your own hand under there? Did you try sitting on the bed and thumping on top of it until the cat spooks out? 

[echo649]

Yes, I tried sticking my hand under here, but she's too far back. /sits up and frowns/ I don't want to scare her into another hiding spot but.../grabs the edge of the bed and shakes it gently. The cat darts out but Nate manages to nab her before she could disappear again./ Gotcha, little trouble maker. /stands up with her in his arms and jerks his head towards the bag/ What'd you bring?

[echo649]

Whatever! I’m just trying to help! The doors unlocked, just make sure you don’t let the cat out when you come in. I’m holding one of them but the other’s hiding somewhere and they’re constantly trying to escape sooooo

[thecoyotestate]

/Just shows on up, popping the door and ready to snatch any escapee cat/ Are you forgetting who my boyfriend is? I know how to wrangle cats, okay, goddamn Nat. 

[echo649]

Well good, because I'm gonna need your cat wrangling skills. /hands her the cat he had been holding and points to her collar/ This one's Juneau. Sitka's the one missing in action. /he crouches down and peers under the bed, frowning/ I think I see her back here somewhere...