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Orchestra Day 14

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[Yondu's opting for a video post though he did consider audio. But he really wants to put out there how important this is to him. He needs help and he can finally damn well practice what he preaches and ask for it.]

[Okay, deep, uneasy exhale before explaining.]

I uh.... before I showed up here, the same day even, there was a mutiny aboard my ship. Had a buncha folks decide they didn't like I was takin' cheaper jobs to keep from doin' stuff I weren't comfortable with. I was usually able to make excuses- we still made plenty but a few outspoken bastards were real upset I didn't always pick the options with more in our pockets, and then my first mate got jealous. Called me out in front of everyone. 'Caused a shitstorm. [He's a little distant in describing that.]

He didn't know how bad it'd get. The traitors... they uh... Hell... Alright if you're a kid or you don't gotta deal with a lotta death, just turn this off. Get the hell outa here. It ain't for you. [He takes a moment for them to do that if they care to. Alright? Good. Carrying on.] I was detained proper at the time. Couldn't use my arrow, couldn't fight, too hurt to get loose. They shoved 'em one by one out an airlock an' I couldn't save 'em. We're talkin' a hundred plus men dead, one by one. It was not just a few. Just left to float like garbage thrown out a window and they laughed about it and mocked 'em as they watched 'em go.

[There's a moment of shaky-breathed anger, but, you know, what's done is done. Assholes what done it are dead now, they cain't do it to anyone else or use his ship to go make the universe an even worse place or harass his family. He's good.] Dyin' in space is like freezin' and drownin' at the same time. Every moment of it hurts 'cause you feel your outside freezin' in, an' at some point you know even if you was saved the life left in ya wouldn't be worth it. [He can say that from experience. There's a little bit where you know how bad the damage is.] Almost three decades some of those men had been with me. Good and bad. I didn't make a lotta friends but they did mean somethin' to me. And someone gave me the idea maybe I could put 'em to rest if I could do somethin' memorialwise. I don't want the last thoughts directed at 'em to be their own crewmates bein' happy about 'em dyin'.

Ravagers... when we die, usually we're remembered. If our bodies cain't be picked up, we're toasted by our crew. If our bodies are there, we're put in the ship's engine. Turned to stardust, get to travel forever. And the one that's usually for captains is a ship flying its Colors- you do this big light show. Well, no crew here besides myself to drink to 'em, and their bodies ain't anywhere to be found [not to mention a hundred-some people is a lot] so I figured I'd ask anyone that can do lights an' illusions if they'd help me out to fly them the Colors whenever we're at a stop where our lives don't depend on it and there's a sky overhead. They weren't captains but they was loyal enough. I don't know if I could pay ya, but I been sittin' on knowin' what happened to 'em and I ain't been able to think of a way to really make it right.

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Just tell me when and I'll be there. [Vegeta may not be able to help out too much with the light show... ok he could, but it would be destructive, but he would be there for Yondu. Simple as that.]

Soldat hates using this thing, and honestly they're not going to be of any use in Yondu's request. But after hearing the message in full, they do prowl through the train in search of him, and come settle beside him wherever he's sitting.

Silent, at first, just coming to sit. And offer a bag of trail mix from one of their many pockets.

Thank ya. [He does appreciate it, and knows no one has any obligation to be there for him. It's nice to be back in a state where people offer. It's nothing like he ever thought he'd have again.]

I just gotta have a world where you can see stars at night. The stars thing is important.

He's in the library at the moment, and he's just distractedly looking at a book that he's not actually reading, not sure of what he's going to do. But then Soldat sits and offers food, and he takes it.

"Tobirama suggested the whole memorial thing. I reckon it's better than anything else I could do for 'em." His head has been a mess for so long now. He doesn't take a bite of the trail mix yet, just kind of holds it in one hand and thinks about it.

He's alright, though. He finally feels like he can do something rather than promise ghosts that he'll try not to take too long to join them.

...I'm sorry. That's one of the worst ways to go out, and memories like that don't leave.

[ Seto bows his head in silence for a few moments. ]

I can program light any number of ways. I can program a demo, and I'll let you set the parameters.

I got quite a lot of time in my head where they was just normal fun-lovin' guys, hard fighters. The badn's don't leave but I'm hopin' this puts 'em to the side so I can remember what else they did better.

The Colors are usually computer generated so I appreciate it. I'm just takin' it however I can get it for 'em.

[He can't quite come up with the analogy of a flag flown at half-mast, but that's how it is.]

[Ah, that may prove an issue.] Preferably without a full moon, or our discussions on another topic may happen sooner than planned. [As much as Vegeta wants a suitable location to test out his Great Ape form, he would not want to do so during such an event for Yondu, or others on the train. It would certainly ruin the mood.]

I can't do anything with lights and such, but I can pray for 'em all. And I'd be honored to stand with you to remember yours when the time comes.

... I can't claim to understand space, or a lot of the significance you're mentioning. I do know a bit about ships, but not that kind. I know about losing people, though.

I can provide lights and illusions, if you're still in need.

"It's a good idea." Certainly nothing that would have occurred to them. Their experiences with memorials are either hazy memories of tombstones, or little lantern boats on a black lake, or maybe the tree they'd painted after the floods in Beacon. "And it's a nice custom," they add. "Have you had many takers yet?"

I bet some of those men'd be shocked that someone would stop and pray for 'em. We Ravagers usually don't come from backgrounds where we'd be missed much. But it'd be kind of ya.

[And of course her presence would be appreciated. She's a good egg.]

I think everyone deserves a prayer or two. I'm sure I've prayed for worse. 'Course it's possible that I prayed for those'uns to get their comeuppance, but still.

[And for her this is more to comfort Yondu than anything else, though prayer never hurts.]

Could I bake somethin' for you? So you have a little hospitality to offer anyone who comes?

S'alright, you shoulda seen my face when I saw magic folks doin' a bunch of water moves all at once in a place with no water nearby. Didn't quite get that either.

I'd appreciate it. Colors are supposed to be real showy. It's... [He can't think of a good comparison, though it's a lot like flying a flag at half staff.] ...Like how some places set off fireworks to remember big battles? Along them lines.

"He's got a good head on his shoulders." Yondu likes Tobirama. A lot. He's trying hard not to like him too much and set himself up for heartbreak. He knows what he is.

"My crew didn't have a reputation worthy of much respect. No one's gonna miss 'em if I don't do nothin'. Or all I'm gonna think about are them last moments of them yellin' for help or upset their brothers betrayed 'em."

A Ravager never flies alone. Being a part of a crew, being loyal, was important.

"You wanna get a room?" He asks seemingly out of nowhere. "I just mean it'd be nice to have someone what I could fight with by me again and WangJi moved out a bit back. Been feelin' kinda lonely." Even if he still had roommates, he wasn't particularly close to them.

That'd be kind of ya. [He can't get over how she's just sweet as sugar sometimes and already seen too much bad for a girl her age.] Better than me tryin' to cook. Soldat might be willin' to help ya on that.

[And considering she's soft as a cub in how she acts, he can't imagine she'd make a bad impression on them.]

Soldat rears back a little to stare at him, then gives a short little laugh and punches Yondu's shoulder. Gently, in a friendly sort of way, with the flesh hand instead of the metal one. "I was going to ask you that, dammit. Devero suggested it a while back. And I've been thinking about it."

Oh, Soldat helped me find the brown sugar the other day. I bet you're right.

[She might be sweet, but she had a tough and determined streak that was solid in her.]

Is there anything in particular you'd like? I don't know if you have any traditions like breakin' bread together or if you'd want some sweets or sandwiches or something.

"He did? ...That man can be a li'l' shit sometimes." Yondu pulls a petulant face that isn't sincere. Devero's definitely good folk, even if it took the poor man months to weasel in on his good side. He eventually won.

He appreciates that he was there for him when he thought he'd lost Soldat.

He rubs his shoulder, still wearing that petulant look like it hurt (it didn't and they both know it). But more seriously, he lets the face ebb. "Like I've said, I didn't really make a lotta friends among my crew. Couldn't afford to drop the persona. But I know some of 'em wanted it. You're probably the best I got." He'd finally let it happen. "You shoulda seen how hard Tullk'd try to get me to come drink with 'im or spend time with 'im. He'd holler at me every time he saw me in port. I'd just look, not say nothin'. Let 'im go have his fun. I think that just lettin' myself have it good with people might be a good way to honor 'em."

They got a good idea of what people like. Ever' month they make a point of cookin' for people so they'd got a better idea than me.

Personally I like meat, though. It's a species thing. I can eat a lotta stuff, no worries there, I just favor meat.

Then I will ask... them? Is that right?

[Nell had read something about pronouns and their importance while she was doing some research as the library shortly before she ended up Herr. She couldn't say as she understood them, but that didn't mean she couldn't try to get them right.]

Meat then. Maybe I can make up some beef hand pies.

[Yondu will generally make assumptions 'cause his crew was entirely men. Some Ravager crews were a mix, some all composed of one gender. Mostly Kraglin's hiring preferences had led to Yondu's being so biased.]

[But still, it means he sometimes makes assumptions too.]

Yeah, they could prolly explain if you asked 'em. Also those sound good, I'd not mind tryin' one.

I'm sorry. It's a hard thing to grieve with no body, even without further complications.

Light magic is a bit of a talent of mine. If you need more volunteers, I would be glad to be of service.

All right. I'll light it up, you don't have to worry about that. I can show you if you stop by the lab in about...an hour.

I'd be thankful for anything an' ever'thing. Big Ravager funerals were bright affairs.

[So he definitely doesn't mind accepting help from several people.]

Alright, I'll be there.

[Nothing better to do, right? He really needs to find some kind of train hobby.
He'll just camp out wherever until about the right time, and then go up to the lab to talk to Seto.]

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