( video + action )

[mucked]

Who: Peggy Carter + YOU
Broadcast: Video, fleet-wide.
Action: SS Starstruck
When: 12/7

[ the feed clicks on with an abrupt vision of peggy carter, sitting (once more) on the starstruck's bridge. today, however, she's without the casual accouterments of tea or mug or whatever what might suggest her address is anything but business-like. ]

Have we got anyone amidst our number who might be considered to be considered a de-facto expert on these...implants of ours? [ ... ] I've got questions to ask. And I've heard tell of at least one person attempting to remove theirs. If it's an undertaking that anyone else has pursued, I wouldn't mind a little chat.

[ -- she puffs her cheeks and (upon a moment's consideration) adds a disclaimer: ] I have heard about how fruitless and frankly painful the attempt likely is -- rest assured, I'm not pining for any sort of elective surgery. [ not yet, at least. ]

For the time being, let's call it a mere preliminary investigation.

[ and one she doesn't like talking about over the damned network -- but if others are right, it's not as though they have much privacy off the broadcasts, either. she'll make her first fresh inroads in this fashion, and return her work to the shadows when required. ]

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[empireofmymind]

[ That looks like the bridge of his own ship. Ken should get up and investigate.

Or he can remain in his cabin and type. That works too. ]

I would also be interested in that information.

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[mucked]

I'll share whatever I can glean. Of course.

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[empireofmymind]

Did you need...help...experimenting?

[ If he's right, and they're on the same ship... ]

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[mucked]

Oh, I rather doubt we're yet at the precipice of legitimate experimentation. This is a fact-finding mission. Nothing more and nothing less.

[ to publicly call it anything else would be foolish. ]

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[empireofmymind]

[ Fair enough. ] That's sensible.

...what ship are you on?

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[mucked]

The SS Starstuck.

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[empireofmymind]

I thought so.

It's nice to meet you. I'll be looking after maintenance on the Starstruck, supposedly. My name is Ken Ichijouji.

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[mucked]

Peggy Carter. Communications.

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[empireofmymind]

[ That's an interesting augment (and one Ken is glad he didn't get.) ]

Do you mostly communicate with the other ships in the fleet?

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[mucked]

And help with encryption.

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[empireofmymind]

You're in a good position to gather information.

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[mucked]

Am I? I suppose it hadn't occurred to me.

[ it had absolutely occurred to her. ]

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[empireofmymind]

[ ...He said a dumb thing. Typed. He typed a dumb thing. Ken's still glad they're typing, though, since his cheeks are a little red. ]

That's...admirable.

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[mucked]

That's one word for it.