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» WHO? Alex, Amos, Naomi, Bobbie, Prax
» WHEN? Day 8 and catchall for may
» WHERE? Wandering around the Station
» WHAT? The crew of the Roci goes hunting for their missing members
» WARNINGS? Alex is going to get stuck in a door and there might be some violence initiated to try to get him out. Also: Catchall for other Roci crew threads.

It felt a hell of a lot better, to have the three of them all together. Amos had a few days alone, and Alex was all too glad that hadn't been him. He'd only had a day to wonder how the hell he got there and where the rest of his crew was, before he found Amos. Then a couple days later they'd found Naomi. He was confident, now, that it was only a matter of time before they found the others - Holden and Prax. The cap and the plant guy. Alex hadn't even noticed when Prax had officially become someone he counted as crew. As family. It didn't matter. He was, now. And that meant that Alex was just as keen on finding him as he was on finding Holden.

He wanted to find the Roci, too, but he didn't have a hell of a lot of hope, for that one. Whoever or whatever had brought them here didn't seem too eager to give them a way out. He hated it - hated the idea that he was separated from her, that he didn't know where she was or who had her - but right now Holden and Prax were more important. Once they were all together, they could work on getting the ship back.

They'd started with the top floor and worked their way down. No door was left unopened (when they would open at all), no proverbial stone unturned. Despite the fact that they'd gone through a few floors, now, Alex was undeterred. They could still find them. And even if they didn't, that didn't mean they weren't on the station. Apollo's image had made it clear there was a hell of a lot more to this place than they had access to. So maybe they were being held somewhere else. But that didn't mean they weren't gonna try.

"Alright, I'll take this row," He said amiably, as if calling sides in a game of foot ball, walking towards a row of doors. He tried to open the first one, locked, and went for the next. "Anyone want to lay bets for what sort of person we accidentally walk in on, next?"

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He really, really didn't want to have this conversation, and for a few seconds he stalled by looking into a doorway that he'd looked into a hundred times before, to again not find Holden behind it.

But Naomi was the Captain, now, as far as he was concerned, and so he couldn't very well get out of it. But he couldn't tell her about what was actually bothering him - about the word 'coward' rattling around his head and crushing every other thought he had. He couldn't mention that because he didn't know what he would do if she actually agreed with Amos.

Having one of the people he loved most in the universe throw his greatest insecurity in his face was already too much.

So he had to find a way to speak around it.

"I helped out a friend yesterday, and he took issue with it." Tightly. "Before you even ask- yes, it was dangerous, but I knew what I was doin' and I took the risk willingly and was proven right to do so. I ain't hurt. But that didn't exactly matter to Amos and he let me know it. But I'm sick and tired of him treatin' me like a kid."

At that relative lack of explanation, Naomi actually does have to bite back an 'Alex what did you do?' She doesn't want to seem angry or like she's treating him the same way, even if she does want to know why he's being so evasive. It would be easy enough to just go ask Amos, but she'd rather hear it from Alex first.

"You took a dangerous risk to help someone. Alright, we've all done that before. But Amos..." She frowns a little, not sure how to explain this. "It sounds like you worried him. Amos doesn't deal with fear the way we do. I'm sure he just wanted to protect you."

"Yeah, I know." He didn't look at her, brows furrowed tightly. Because he did know, but it had still managed to get right under his skin.

"Just said a whole lot of bullshit along with it. He doesn't need to protect me, Naomi. I'm a grown ass man."

"It has nothing to do with being a man or a child. We all protect each other, it's just what from that's varied." She sighs a little, then, fussed that Alex isn't looking at her.

"Look, I don't know what this particular bullshit was, or what trouble you could have gotten yourself into, but if you did it on your own I can tell you there's the mistake. We stick together, yeah? I thought we all figured that out awhile ago."

He dipped his head a little. Nothing quite like being told off by the Captain for something you really should have known better about.

"... Yeah, I know. Honestly I didn't - just didn't think it was that big a deal, is all." There was a pause, and he took a breath.

"There's this kid. Alucard. Don't know if you saw his post on the network, but - he's a vampire. Or a - son of one, anyway. Honestly I don't really get it. But he's a good kid, Naomi, I promise you that. Just needed a bit of help, that's all. So I offered."

He rolled his shoulders in a shrug. "But gettin' told by someone else that your brother got bit by a vampire really didn't go down too well."

Actually she did see that post, just didn't look into the responses. Seems like that was a mistake. Alex offered, then? Obviously it was safe enough, and certainly it wouldn't have been in a vampire's best interest to publicly ask for snacks and then kill the volunteers. But despite a conscious effort to be rational her kneejerk reaction is alarm as well, and who knows how the third party phrased it.

"I'd imagine not." She shifts her weight, voice softening. "What's done is done. I'm glad you were right about him, but it was still a risk and backup couldn't have hurt. As for Amos... best to just let him cool down."

Alex didn't say anything for a minute, pausing to double check a door his eyes had only barely glossed over.

"... Yeah." She wasn't wrong, but he was still feeling pretty damn guilty about the whole thing. "... I'm normally better at keepin' my temper." It's a quiet admission, and he sighs. "We need to find the Roci - and Holden - before I damn well near lose my mind."

At least she isn't angry at him as well? Or Alucard, should their paths cross. Which sets her slightly ahead of the others just for that. She hums in agreement and sets a hand on Alex's shoulder, squeezing.

"You've got a good heart, Alex. You wanted to help somebody, and being told that instinct was wrong... I know how that kind of thing hurts. We're all on edge, that's all." For different reasons, she acknowledges, but all the same. "If I don't find something I can actually do, I'm going to lose it as well. Something to fix, or build, or hell, to break. Anything, you know? It feels like we're just floating here, as much useless space junk as the place itself."

It's visible, the way he relaxes, when Naomi reassures him. He almost says 'thanks', but holds himself back. Instead he just nods.

"Yeah." He says the word emphatically - in complete agreement. He feels useless as all hell. "I never like being grounded, but usually I know when the hell I'm gettin' back in the pilot's chair, after."

"Right. We know when the next dock or launch is, about how long a trip will take, or the repairs keeping us somewhere... I did live on Ceres for a good stretch but I could have crewed up, or rock hopped. I've never felt stuck like this before."

And she's aware she doesn't have the wanderlust Alex does, that need to fly around exploring. She flies out of necessity and wouldn't mind settling, if the time and place were right. If she still had something meaningful to do.

"Being trapped has a different feeling."

The last time he'd been station or planet side for this long without knowing when he was getting back out again was the last time he'd been on Mars.

That hadn't gone well. For anyone.

"No. Me neither." Mars had been similar, but not the same. This, to be honest, creeped him the hell out. "But we got here somehow, so there's gotta be a way to get out of here, too. We just gotta find it."

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