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Who: Peggy Carter and YOU
Broadcast: Video; fleetwide.
Action: Starstruck
When: 27th; evening.

Anyone fancy a flutter? [ a brief, honeyed smile. ] We haven't got horses to bet upon, so I suppose dice and cards shall have to do. And if we can see fit to justify a Christmas Day, I imagine we can also decide upon a New Year's Eve.

[ she looks squarely into the network's broadcast. firm, electronic eye contact with any and all watching. ]

Four days from now on the Iskaulit. Come with credits -- or whatever else you deem valuable enough to wager -- and help us fleece poor Jim Barnes of his hard-earned wages.

[ afterwards, she can be found fiddling with the comms panels on the starstruck. she isn't particularly certain of what she's doing, but it's better than being idle. and she might as well try and put her bloody awful augment to work. over the next two hours, some ships may experience odd and incomplete burst messages as she tests frequencies, filters, and broadcast capabilities. ]

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Well. [ she nearly smiles. ] Liaisons have their own jobs to fulfill, I imagine.

[ having been one, she's all too familiar with those strains. ]

Perhaps... but I'm hard pressed to feel much sympathy towards them.

No, but it remains a useful thing to try and understand them.

True enough.

[Wry smile.]

I probably didn't do much to help on that front when I spoke to them. Can't say I really regret it though.

And you shouldn't. There's no shame in an authentic reaction, Doctor.

[ lies are for spies, she thinks. ]

You sound like a friend of mine back home.

[She smiles. Clearly that’s a good thing.]

Do I? Well, I'll take that as high praise.

[ and peggy smiles in return. ]

As you should. I think you two would get along very well.

[Though who doesn't get along with Deanna, I ask you? Beverly would in all likelihood not much trust someone who didn't.]

Either she has the patience of a saint, Doctor. Or you're grossly overestimating my social skills.

[ peggy handles herself well enough, socially. but it's good to inject a little self-deprecation now and then. ]

Oh now, don't sell yourself short. I like you.

[But yes... Deanna is quite patient.]

Oh, please. That's only because you haven't yet had to converse with me before breakfast. I'm a horror on an empty stomach.

[ could be true. could be a lie. ]

Can't be any worse than me before I've had my coffee in the morning.

Speaking of, it just might be time for a cuppa. [ a friendly smile. her tone signals an end to the conversation. ] I'm certain we'll speak again soon.

I look forward to it!