Time for family movie night on the Windrose!

[pain_train]

Who: Crew of the Windrose
Broadcast: Nope
Action: On the Windrose, mingle time!
When: 11/25 and onward

[Wow, the ship's a little smaller, but lookit that view! Let's talk awkwardly about it and mingle!]

Comments

[mucked]

[ a slow smile that doesn't exactly reach her eyes. peggy's not certain she should entrust her secrets to a woman like this one -- if only because she knows how ever foothold must be viewed as an opportunity in their line of work.

and yet -- well, she remembers natasha as she appeared in jim's memory. thickly involved with shield, it seems. and peggy's got a lot of learning to do about that organization. ]

Complaining isn't what I need to do, I'm afraid. [ ... ] And what I need to do won't be taken for friendliness.

[tothefly]

[Natasha makes a quiet sound that might pass for laughter. She's told Steve these same words before, or close enough. The irony isn't lost on her.]

If I were looking for friends, I'd be in a different line of work. But then, you already know that, don't know?

[After all, they're in the same business, more or less.]

[mucked]

[ hah. ]

That I do, Captain. That I most certainly do. [ ... ] You've worked with an organization Jim calls SHIELD. Please be aware any questions I ask aren't to investigate you but...

[ myself. ] SHIELD. I'm so damned curious about SHIELD.

[tothefly]

[Of course she would be.]

What has he told you?

[Where to even start? How much of this risks ruining her future? And how much does she owe this woman for the things she'll do? It's a tricky slope.]

[mucked]

He hasn't told me much. [ a crinkle of her nose. ] But he's left enough breadcrumbs behind that he might as well have said it aloud. I know I'm involved in its inception -- bizarre as that sounds to me.

[tothefly]

[A+ for subtlety, Barnes. He should know anything he said or didn't say was going to send Peggy straight to the source. Or one of the sources, anyway. She cocks her head to the side, hands finally slipping from the console, one lifting to prop her chin up.]

You're not worried about potentially altering the future?

[Only half-joking. Neither of them knows what this place means, not really.]

[mucked]

[ bluntly: ] At this point, I'm rather counting on it.

[tothefly]

[The look in her eyes changes slightly, something cooler, analytical showing through, for once not hiding the wheels turning behind them. It's at least some version of honesty.]

There's a lot to tell. I don't have the whole story, just a few chapters towards the end. I know it starts with you, Howard Stark, and the SSR, and ends with me and my partners. What do you want to know?

[mucked]

Wait a tick. Howard Stark?

[ well that's a surprise. she doesn't even hide it. ]