Peggy Carter (
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driftfleet2016-03-04 03:31 pm
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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.
[ 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.
[ 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. ]
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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[Wanda offers a small, somber smile.]
I cannot say that I am completely without regrets over my decision. In fact, I am still trying to make the good of it. Yet, even still, if I were to go back... I could not make a different decision.
[She stresses the last line in a certain way that implies there's weight to it. A significance behind why she choose to "submit" to Hydra. A story to be shared, perhaps?]
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instead, she leads gently: ] You felt hemmed in?
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[The meaning of the phrase escapes her, but she can guess from the context what the question likely implies.]
I suppose that is one way of putting it.
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[ a very direct question, perhaps. but peggy is not a gentle lady. ]
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[Her expression becomes more grim as she continues.]
As I said, it was only after Hydra had conducted their experiments on us that we learned they were the ones truly behind the attacks on our city. They had used our hatred to play us for fools.
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-- Stark weapons? In HYDRA's hands?
[ not so difficult to believe, she supposes -- if the child of the ssr, shield, suffers a hydra takeover. ]
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[Wanda's tone having become noticeably drier and more cynical. Yeah, that chip on her shoulder between her and Stark will likely never go away completely.]
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[That last part may have been a little to harsh, but then Wanda was not exactly one for charity in regards to Tony Stark.]
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You knew Stark's father well then?
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[The smirk slowly fades from Wanda's face, as it returns to a more serious expression.]
He founded S.H.I.E.L.D. with you, correct?
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[A small smile returns to her face, but quickly disappears as she adds, more sardonically:]
Too bad it is not their usual mode of behavior.
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[Wanda cracks again, letting out another soft chuckle and smile.]