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driftfleet2015-11-26 01:05 pm
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gotta get down for a mingle
Who: The crew of the SS Heron and visitors.
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Action: Aboard the SS Heron.
When: After returning to the ship.
[ finally back on the right ship, except the corridors are all mysteriously cold and the ship seems smaller. Thanks, Atroma. New crew, visitors, starters in comments ]
Broadcast: nope.
Action: Aboard the SS Heron.
When: After returning to the ship.
[ finally back on the right ship, except the corridors are all mysteriously cold and the ship seems smaller. Thanks, Atroma. New crew, visitors, starters in comments ]
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[ but the question isn't barbed. rather, she's charmed. the lone wolf has at long last adjusted back into a structure of teamwork. dependency. and when it comes to these men, she knows her trust is in good hands.
the pie crust cracks and snaps in the most delicious of ways as she sinks the knife's tip into the first cut. with precision, she twins that cut with another. ] Be a dear, though, and grab us a plate?
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[ He flashes her a crooked smile, and sets out plates and cutlery for them. ]
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It does smell damned good. [ she concedes. ] How did you come to be in possession of the recipe, hm?
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Remembered it. Just needed the ingredients and facilities.
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so her fork sinks into the narrow point on her slice, and she holds a hand beneath its tines while she eats -- tidy, and appreciative. ]
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So? What do you think?
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You missed your true calling. [ she lies; they both know what his better calling remains. ] But how are you with mince pies in place of apple?
[ 'tis almost the season, dear jim. ]
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Pretty decent, I'd say. I took up baking in the future. Scones, I need to master, but I can do cupcakes and pies.
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[ her particular brand of encouragement isn't exactly encouraging. not by normal standards, at least.
except what the devil is a cupcake. ]
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Is that a request?
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We'll need jam, won't we? I'll keep an eye out on the next planet.
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Why, Agent Carter. I do believe you've just given me an exploitable weakness.
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Tea-time.
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My white flag is flying, Captain.
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The terms are agreeable?
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[ They'd had to get used to each other in the War, too. It's no jealousy, just the shift of the two party state of Steven Rogers and James Barnes to accommodate Margaret Carter. There's always an adjustment period. ]
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[ you, or the winter soldier. ]
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