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tinker tailor winter soldier. ([personal profile] redactions) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2015-11-26 01:05 pm

gotta get down for a mingle

Who: The crew of the SS Heron and visitors.
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 ]
mucked: (☂ etherized upon a table)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-14 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
A burden for my own shoulders, then. [ a huff. a sigh. a roll of her eyes. ] Right after I slug him for five or six other offences. He...

[ it almost tumbled out -- naturally, easily. but she reins herself in. ] Sorry. Shop-talk. Not always welcome, and decades in the dust for you -- now.
mucked: (☂ we tried to dig a decent grave)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-14 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ alright. she'll pick up the opportunity.

she turns away from the sink, still-sudsy dishes left half-scrubbed. peggy leans her palms on the counter's edge and stands -- like a statue in a hauntingly domestic pose. ]


What's worse, Jim? An intentional security leak -- a mole, or sorts -- or an unwitting one?
mucked: (☂ the time for sleep is now)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-14 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
The intentional leak -- we can punish this chap. We can leave him out in the cold, so to speak. [ or worse. likely enough, she means worse. ] But the unwitting fool! Well, we can punish him too. Demotion, or we cut him loose. Find him a cushy desk job far from anything of any importance.

And then there's Howard Stark. He doesn't work for us -- can't fire him. But the bastard's got whole vault of toys and tricks that can cause an awful lot of havoc if he gets...foolish.

[ breathes in. breathes out. she cares very much for howard, in the end. friendship takes her across a great many bridges, and she came too close to burning that one. but she isn't so blinded by her affection to realize that (in practical terms) his poor judgement with 'dottie' is barely a step above being the traitor the s.s.r. so desperately wanted him to be. ]
mucked: (☂ i laughed and shook his hand)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-14 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
So it's not all fumbles and mistakes, is it? [ the quirk of her mouth suggests she's (mostly) joking. ]
mucked: (☂ from bangkok to calgary)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-14 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ -- something in her expression slips. a crack, briefly lining her face before she resumes control. it's not about the blame; that's hers to carry, and his to question. it's about the grammar of it all. she isn't surprised by the past tense -- after all, her last round with tony stark had been illuminating indeed.

but it doesn't mean she can't still feel sorrow over the reminder. ]


He fell prey to a honeypot. [ she puffs her cheeks and marches onward. ] Soviet. Impeccably trained. Frightening, really. And I can't trust him not to fall for the damned same thing a second, third, or fourth bloody time.
mucked: (☂ son fear the heart of love)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-14 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ her thoughts are still on the classroom -- on the dorm, with girls handcuffed to their beds. peggy has already made a broad link between that sort of programming and winter's brainwashing. the technology involved makes no difference; they're both as bloody wrong as the other.

dottie had been a dab hand with a sniper rifle, too. but she doesn't bring it up. instead:]


One last thing. [ her jaw works left and right. she shouldn't ask -- but if she tries to ask steve, he'll shoot her down. bucky, maybe... ] You talk about cooling your heels. You talk about being on ice. You don't mention where...

[ because if one thing can be changed, then perhaps... ]
mucked: (☂ we'll have to drive)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-14 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she holds the paper between her fingertips. and she's ashamed to see it tremble -- it's a selfish request, but it's one she doesn't make lightly. peggy puts a crisp fold in the paper. she pockets it, and vows to herself that it is (at most) an insurance policy against the darkness. if the pressures of this new shield become too overwhelming, and she's forced to question her place at its head, then she'll have something she can trust in her back pocket. coordinated to be memorized.

a slow nod. ]
Luckily, keeping secrets is a specialty of mine.

[ even with steve. ]
mucked: (☂ fell for laura kensington)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-14 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she swallows the greater portion of her emotion. and she doesn't pull away from her friend's touch -- these are the moments that keep her grounded, and which remind her of the stakes. the scale of it all.

peggy appreciates how she's never had to say the words out loud. jim already knows how fibre-deep her feelings have become for captain rogers. ]


Not as long as he has. [ she shakes her head. ] And then -- God, here he is.
mucked: (☂ talk and talk and talk)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-14 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
I've been worse. [ and she can't precisely say she's been 'better'. that, there, is the rub. why should this place offer her so much when its premise is so rotten? ] I thought I was seeing things...back on the Marsiva. I want to say he hasn't changed a bit, but --

That's my sentimentality talking. And not my pragmatism.

[ there must be a change somewhere beneath all that familiarity. look at bucky; look how he's different. ]
mucked: (☂ etherized upon a table)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-16 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ a mild hum. she allows a mild shrug to infect her posture. ] He was always bold. But now? [ she won't be so crass as to explain the bewildering kiss in the hallway -- because explaining it would also require explaining the one she'd initiated before steve took to the valkyrie. and some moments are meant to stay private. ]

Bold, still, but of a different variety. A different breed of boldness.
mucked: (☂ away from the streets and signs)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-17 12:08 pm (UTC)(link)
More hungry.

[ but her voice betrays nothing. that sort of boldness that's born in desperation. ]
Edited 2015-12-17 12:08 (UTC)
mucked: (☂ we haven't slept in years)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-17 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ his frown (paradoxically) makes her smile. a quiet smile, edged with anticipation and just a hint of something...sweeter. were it any other topic, she might have put jim out of his curious misery and explained every tent-pole of her verdict. but, as it was...! he and steve are-were-could-be the dearest of friends, and she would not deprive the two boys of their friendly chatter. let steve tell him, she decides. if he wants to. ]

Oh, I hope so. And meanwhile I'll try not to be too pleased he's been shanghaied alongside the rest of us.
mucked: (☂ it's only natural dear)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-21 01:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Are we allowed our selfishness, you think? Just this once. [ or just this twice as she feels the weight of folded paper in her pocket. ]

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