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Who: a newly canon-updated peggy carter and YOU.
Broadcast: fleetwide video
Action: ss starstruck for crewmate and any visitors.
When: beginning today, but feel free to forward date something if you like.
VIDEO (FLEETWIDE)

[ stern-faced, peggy appears upon the network. ] Does 'zero matter' mean anything to anyone? Pointed, I know, and a bit a long shot...but -- if there's anywhere I might find some resource or knowledge about such matters, then the fleet is my best hope. Otherworldly mysteries are not well within my wheelhouse.

[ there are other questions she could ask -- but no, zero matter might be the safest inquiry out of a great many others. and even then, it's barely safe at all. but it must be asked, for now she feels most preoccupied with the work conducted back home. the fleet is almost a secondary thought -- a distant, archaic priority. ]

Alternatively -- [ she sighs. until now, she hasn't been agent cater within the fleet, much preferring to be the more social and civilian version of herself. ] -- I wouldn't mind hearing a bit more about worlds. Different worlds, universes, what have you. I know none have been successful in creating a rift between this place and any other but -- surely, such rifts must exist elsewhere.

ACTION (STARSTRUCK)

[ long story short: peggy carter took a nasty spill inside one of the sr shuttles, and is now back on her feet after being out cold for nearly a day. on the surface, it seems like nothing's the matter. not seriously so, at least. but as she goes about her ship duties, there's a glassy-eyed quality to her gaze. it takes her a little too long to remember someone's name -- as though she's reaching back by weeks or maybe months to recall details she'd been living every day.

find her in the kitchen, where she's preparing one of her two or three or sometimes four daily cups of tea. or find her in the cargo bay where she's trying to use the recreational equipment. she quickly gives up on the punching bag because although she no longer has stitches holding her guts together, there persists a tight ache in the flesh. she settles for the treadmill.

wherever else she might be encountered, her crankiness is persistent. ordinarily patient with her crew, peggy's kindness has been thinning out all week. she appears tightly wound and disengaged. ]

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-- People recall things, don't they? From time to time. The fall unconscious or they sleep and they remember home.

[ her voice has the barest tremble in it. it isn't that she hasn't done her research; someone has already confirmed this experience for her, but she wants to hear it from a crewmate. she wants to hear it from someone whose delivery is not so cold as the winter soldier's. ]

[Wanda picks up on that slight tremble, and starts to put together the pieces of what likely happened. She answers Peggy question calmly, sympathetic to what Peggy is likely experiencing right now.]

Yes. They do. Some claim to have gone home for long periods of time, only to wake up here and realize they have been out for only a day, or a week at most.

I was told I was only out for about eight hours. [ a wry, unhappy smirk. ] But I lived nearer a year. And I remember it all. It can't be false. It must have happened.

I do not doubt that it was real. Though, perhaps that does not make it any better to find yourself back here, having only been asleep for a few hours.

I'd thought I might remember something of this place. Back home, that is.

Nothing then? You could not remember any of this?

Not a second of it. Not until I woke up.

[Wanda takes a moment to contemplate Peggy's words. Naturally, she considers them in the context of Peggy's case, but also in the context of Souji. She does not allow herself to dwell on it long enough for her to look upset, rather she gives a small shake of her head to clear her thoughts and focus back in on her friend.]

But your time back home, you remember it all here?

[ it's a hard pill to swallow, as well as one to administer. she knows what wanda hopes for, because she hopes for it as well. jim had given her the coordinates to steve's crash site, but she hadn't managed to remember those either. ]

-- Mmhm. At least, everything I'd remember normally. I can't tell you what I had for breakfast two months ago or when I last purchased stockings. But life went on.

[Wanda smiles a little at that. That seemed to be Peggy's style. Despite whatever hardship was going on, she always managed to find a little bit of dry wit and humor somewhere. To Wanda, it represented a kind of strength, even if Peggy may not see it that way herself.]

How unfair this all is... to be cursed with this selective memory, and how convenient it is for our overseers.

Peggy... [Wanda can't remember if this is the first time or not that she's referred to Peggy Carter by just her first name, but it feels right at the moment. She searches her friend's face though, checking her reaction to see if she has overstepped a line in some way.] I am sorry.

[It is the only thing she can think to say, as cliche as it may be.]

Steve Rogers is gone. [ she exhales, mind skipping almost too quickly from one problem onto another. although peggy feels as though she's been gone long, that wound still feels moderately fresh. ] Did you know? Did anyone tell you?

[ she isn't looking for sympathy. rather, it's only fair. after all, wanda has an association of her own to consider. ]

[Wanda nods her head, she had noticed. She almost apologizes again, but decides not to. Not that she doesn't feel sympathy for her friend, but more so because this conversation would like soon devolve into Wanda apologizing for things that weren't exactly her fault. Instead, she reaches over to give her friend's hand a gentle squeeze.]

A lot of people have gone recently. For what is worth, I am happy to still have you here. Though, I know that must feel like bitter sweet comfort.

And I you, Wanda. [ they may never have known each other in their respective timelines, but there's something...sweet about finding friendship where one doesn't expect it all. ] No matter. I understood I had him on borrowed time. And people like you -- from the future -- have assured me that he goes on to live up to his potential.

[ she'd thought him dead, once. now she knows he's only lost. ]

[Wanda grins fondly at that.]

And then some.

[Her expression becomes more sober as a thought occurs to her, and she hesitantly asks her next question.]

When you went back home, you forgot again that he was... alive... didn't you?

I did, yes.

[ -- and does that twist in her gut? a little. especially in the wake of certain kisses and other outings. can she be blamed for a betrayal she never knew she was making? but then, she has to ask herself, is it worth putting her whole social life on stand-by because (one day) he might be found? ]

Barnes, as well. I forgot all about SHIELD, too. But thinking back on it now I can see the rough draft beginning to take shape.

[Wanda shakes her head. That inconsistency in one's memory cannot be easy to reconcile.]

How can this place do that? Affect our memory in such a selective way?

Hypnosis? [ her shrug isn't quite so nonchalant as she wishes it would be. ] Back home, there are some who have already achieved a great deal with muddling memory and molding the mind.

[As Peggy speaks, Wanda feels a slight chill. Messing with people's minds... there was a certain irony in her fearing that concept. While she has since promised herself to keep that part of her powers in check, there is still, naturally, some guilt to be felt there.]

These people back home... who are they?

A group calling itself Leviathan. [ ... ] But I've since been informed that HYDRA rears one of its ugly heads again, in time, and does much the same.

[At first, Wanda looks contemplative. "Leviathan," it was not a name Wanda was readily familiar with; however, it did sound similar to- And as Peggy says the very name she was thinking, Wanda visibly stiffens slightly. A more mix of emotions subtly play out on her face: anger, regret, a bit of fear.]

This "Leviathan" I do not know. But Hydra... I am familiar with them.

I'm -- I'm very sorry for that, Wanda. [ her apology is personal. indeed, she almost seems to take the responsibility onto her own shoulders. ] I'd hoped they were...eradicated, back at the tail-end of the war. And I was disheartened to learn otherwise.

[Wanda shakes her head.]

It is not something you should feel the need to apologize for. Hydra... is like a cockroach. They never seem to truly die.

[Internally, it does feel odd to refer to an organization that she more or less belonged to for a little while in such a way. However, she never did really consider them anything more than a means to an end. And they did have their own part to play in what happened to Sokovia.]

And I was one of the agents assigned to squashing that cockroach in its last few bastions in Europe once the war had started its ending. [ a thin grimace. ] Since coming here, I've learned that simply wasn't good enough.

[Wanda had learned as much from her time in Peggy's calibration room; however, to hear her talk about it like this openly with her was certainly more refreshing and engaging.]

As I understand it, they formed around one leader, did they not? But... he died, didn't he? Steve- Captain Rogers saw to that. Yet, they continued even after he was gone. You could not have predicted that they would thrive in his absence.

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