Movie Night IV: Movie Harder

[unrecovered]

Who| Wash and anyone who wants to join
What| Movie night!
Where| The same lounge movie night is always in
When| A few days after Silent Horizon and No Sanity Clause
Warnings/Notes| They're watching Clue, because Tim Curry is the cure for everything.

It has been, to put none too fine a point on it, a shitty week. Everyone needs a place where they can relax and get their minds off what's happened; to that end, Wash figures it's about time for another movie night, and goes for a comedy this time. Sure, Clue is technically a murder mystery with a slow build, but he's pretty sure people will enjoy it as long as he's up front about it.

There's tables full of snacks and drinks set up, per usual. Extra blankets are piled on the arms and backs of chairs and sofas, because blankets make things better and therefore need to be available. There's a sign outside the door with the movie's title, MPAA rating, and a brief summary, along with a note at the bottom: Movie night is neutral territory. Might as well make it known up front.

Comments

[short_changed]

"Hm... that depends on the horror movie. A cheesey horror movie wouldn't be too bad but- yeah, psychological horror or anything too gorey might be too soon."

There's also the trouble that most horror movies weren't appropriate for some of the younger Legionnaires. Not that she's usually a stickler for that sort of things but after SH? The less traumatizing things they have to see right now the better.

"If this one's made it I'll bet the other one did too. Wash is good at finding things."

[prettycoolguy]

The hesitation to show Scream is another part of why the Chief wants to know. Is it really that bad? It's become an equal motive with wanting to get the jokes about Reaper.

Then she remarks on Wash's apparent talent for finding things.

"You know him?"

It's not surprising, he's a more social person than the Chief is and is on casual terms with a lot more Legionnaires. But it's worth asking.

[short_changed]

Connie glances up at the question, a brow lifted curiously as she gives a small nod.

"Do you?"

She knows a few folks that York has pointed out as friends and people she can trust but doesn't quite have that same list from Wash yet.

[prettycoolguy]

The Chief nods.

"Like to think so."

He will casually not mention that they are now war crimes buddies who may have also technically cuddled once. Nobody needs to know any of that.

[short_changed]

Good to know. A small smile quickly crosses her lips as she tilts her head towards Chief by way of neutral greeting. Her hands are full and he's all tucked up under a blanket so no handshakes here.

"I'm Connie. Haven't been here all that long so I'm still figuring out who's who."

[prettycoolguy]

"Master Chief," he replies, with a returned head tilt gesture. No full rank, no Spartan number, he's a Legionnaire here. They're meaningless to most people on this station.

He doesn't have any reason to think Connie might be from a world that knows who he is.

[short_changed]

To be fair Connie only knows of Chief by reputation around Legion World through her old team-mates (and the anon-meme), and she didn't live long enough to see the end of the war or who was responsible for it. So while there is a glint of recognition in her eyes at the name it's subdued and professional.

"Ah, so you're Chief. It's nice to finally meet you."

[prettycoolguy]

"Finally?" he repeats, arching a brow. He's just sort of curious what someone could've heard to merit a finally.

Maybe something from Wash. That's what friends do, right?

[short_changed]

"A friend recommended you. ...That sounds so formal, sorry," she snorts at herself and shakes her head, resettling her plate of snacks so she could curl her knees up under the blanket.

"He said you're good people. Kinda been a while since we had people like that around."

[prettycoolguy]

"Glad to know I'm well-reviewed."

If it's about his combat efficacy, he hopes he doesn't have to live up to it again anytime soon.

"Was it Wash?' he asks. This last bit seems to have been a good confirmation for him.

[short_changed]

Connie grins and gives a small shrug. She's not seriously trying to hide it, mostly teasing a little.

"Maybe. Heard it from a few people, actually."

It's always a relief to know they've got well trained and competent team mates, but similarly Connie's in no rush to see Chief in action.

[prettycoolguy]

That just draws a questioning head tilt. He doesn't need to say anything, just offer an invitation to elaborate and see if Connie takes it.

What people say about him isn't important, nobody knows anything vital about him here (except Wash and Cortana, and they won't tell), but he's allowed to be curious.

[short_changed]

Cute.

Her grin broadens as she takes a relaxed drink of her soda before she finally relents with half a shrug.

"I suppose Wash might have been one of them. And I trust his judgement."

[prettycoolguy]

The Chief finally feels like he has a bead on who Connie might be, if she knows Wash that well.

"Were you a freelancer?" he asks.

[short_changed]

It's not exactly a secret that she was but the question still gives her pause.

"Connecticut. Usually go by 'CT'."