may-time mingling (starstruck!)

[mucked]

Who: Starstruck crew + visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Aboard the Starstruck!
When: The merry merry month of May

[ there's been a tiny regime change and doubtless some debriefing after that masquerade! have at it, starstruckers. mingle away! ]

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shipwide broadcast + action

[mucked]

[ there are a few tinny sounds before the speakers rattle into life, and peggy carter's familiar stiff and british syllables address the crew with a brief message: ]

As far as it can be ascertained, Captain Yosuke has left the fleet. Fate -- or the Atroma -- would have his rank fall to me. I have every intention to serve the Starstruck and its crew with good sense and heartfelt duty. Having arrived just under a year ago, I'm not certain I could have said the same thing back then but...

Good God, I fear I've grown fond of you lot. [ she speaks tenderly for a moment before business seeps back into her words. ] If you've any concerns, come knock on my door. I'd rather not get caught up in some fatuous speech. Brevity, the bard said, is the soul of wit.

[ and the feed goes silent. but true to her word, peggy will leave her bedroom door open for the remainder of the day. she sits at her desk with minor busy-work scattered across a few pages -- something to keep her occupied but not too occupied, in case someone takes umbrage with her 'promotion', so to speak. ]

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[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka drops by not long after on her way to the bridge, knocking on Peggy's open door and dropping her cheery little head in.]

Captain. Congrats on the promotion.

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Ahsoka. [ chipper in her own right, peggy smiles. she stands smoothly from her cramped vanity-cum-desk ] I was hoping to catch you, today. Stay a moment, won't you? Have a seat.

[ and for moments just like this one, peg has tracked down simple chair -- nothing extravagant -- down in the poisoned moon's markets. the small quarters barely accommodates it, so she tucks it away behind her locker when it's not being used. just now, she pulls it free and places it so it might face her own chair. ]

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka looks like a deer caught in the headlights for a moment, her large eyes going even larger.]

... Oh. Uh. I'm not... in trouble, am I?

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Far from it, my dear. [ she can be chilly, at times. downright cold. but not today -- because she at least has the foresight to approach a person kindly with a request like this one.

peggy takes her own seat. ] Quite the opposite. You conduct yourself most admirably.

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[theroadwarrior]

[Max comes to find her, not because of her message — of course he listens to it, and of course he responds with the usual Max response of just humming and tucking the information away for later (hardly gonna congratulate her for being a captain in a complicated prison life, but you know how it is). No, he comes to her later of his own accord, looking unsure of himself. Truth be told, and from what she's likely seen in the last few days, he's been having one of his poorer weeks; restless, distant, quiet. In fact, he hasn't spoken more than five words to her since, what, Saturday? Sunday? He was a bit of a mess.

Anyway. He breaks his troubling silence today. Thankfully.]

...

Um. Captain.

[He looks like a vampire in old lore, needing permission to wander into her room.]

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[mucked]

[ aha. he comes to her of her own accord -- she likes that. there has come a point in their tumultuous friendship where peggy decides she can't chase down his bad moods, but he must bootstrap himself out of them. so when he arrives on her door's threshold, she suppresses a pleased smile. he may likely be here for any reason -- perhaps a pressing one -- but the point is that he's here.

with a dull scrape of her chair against the floor, she leaves her desk. she stands. and she gestures him inside with a brisk flick of her hand. ]

Yes?

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[theroadwarrior]

[He walks in, but like usual, he looks uncomfortable in his own skin when he does. Going into people's areas has always been a weird thing for him; it took him a lot to even begin to start hiding out in Furiosa's room. In fact, it took punching a doctor in the eye and having a mini-freak out.

At any rate, he rubs the back of his neck.]

... Someone from my world arrived here.

[Might as well jump right to it.]

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[mucked]

[ and while peggy certainly values her privacy, she has her policies. when her door is shut, she means to be alone. unbothered. but so long as it stands open, as it does today, she welcomes people -- perhaps because her notion of an 'area' is less spatial and more circumstantial.

in any case, she doesn't bother inviting him to sit. he'll sit if he wants do, and she rather doubts he wants to. ]

Someone good, or someone bad?

[ a simple question for a distinction that is anything but. ]

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[ -- hm, that's unexpected. considering the broadcast, she simply asks: ] Are you currently aboard the Starstruck?

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[theirinurpants]

[ Alistair knows where most of his crewmates have their quarters - it's a matter of practicality as much as anything else. He gives a polite knock on the door frame before poking his head in. ]

So which bard said that about brevity? There's lots of bards in my world, but I dunno if we'd call any of them the Bard.

[ Hey, that's one way to start a conversation. ]

And congratulations, by the way.

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I wish I could accept your congratulations with grace and gratitude, Alistair. But the truth is that I had very little to do with the appointment, I think.

[ but peggy smiles -- good-natured, despite it all. she does the polite thing and stands from her chair so she can invite him properly into the room. ] Please, come in. If only so I can give you a small lesson in Earth literature.

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[theirinurpants]

[ He has to laugh at her demurral. Sounds pretty much exactly like him, honestly. ]

At least you're taking it seriously. More than some people probably would.

[ But he's more than willing to step inside for a lesson. ]

So tell me about this Bard of yours.

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William Shakespeare. Playwright and poet -- a particularly prolific one, too. I can't speak for the quality of education in other nations but...where I grew up, we were well schooled in his verses.

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[nostraightlines]

[ Ramse appears in Peggy's doorway with a smile not long after the broadcast, looking a bit different. He's growing out his hair, it seems, and he's got a motorcycle glove on his left hand, though he shoves it in the pocket of his jumpsuit as he leans on the doorframe. ]

Congratulations, Captain. I guess I'll be making you the tea now.

How's it feel?

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How does it feel? [ she echoes, a little incredulous. it isn't the question she'd been expecting. but peggy pushes aside her busy-work and rises to her feet. she tucks her chair beneath the desk. ] Much like it felt before, if I'm honest. Although I'm willing to play-act drunk with power, if you'd like.

[ CASE IN POINT: ] A cuppa wouldn't go amiss, that's for certain.

[nostraightlines]

[ He smiles, pushing off the doorframe and turning towards the kitchen. ]

Tea it is. I'm glad to have something to do. You've given my life purpose again, Cap.

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[ cap. god above, she could almost laugh. the abbreviation conjures all sorts of discomfort and a rush of warmth to her cheeks. but she handles it well, and clears her throat. ]

Just -- for God's sake -- don't let me get too comfortable. Even the brassiest top brass ought to make their own damned tea now and again. [ she teases, and she smiles, because she doesn't quite know how else to field such easy kindness. ]

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[lord_wizard]

[Felix shows up eventually. The captaincy of the ship didn't concern him overmuch when the entire premise seemed like a sham, but on the few occasions that actual danger befell them, Peggy seemed one of their better choices and worth acknowledging for that fact.

His warning rap against wall isn't much of one, since he invites himself in more or less simultaneously.]

Captain Carter. [Smile] Congratulations. In the past I might have said this might be an unfamiliar position for you, but I don't think that's true.

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I confess, [ she answers with an easy smile as she turns her chair from her desk. ] It's not a particular rank I've held before, but mine have been commensurate with a captaincy during the war. Depending on the jurisdiction.

[ she gestures to another chair -- one not normally present in her room, because of the cramped conditions. but today it seems fit to have a second seat for guests. ] How are you?

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[lord_wizard]

[He slips into the chair with his usual air of ease and confidence, as if they'd done this a dozen times before]

Me? I have little else to complain about these days, beyond the obvious. I'm not sure I could ask for more than that.

And you? I don't question the fact that you seem ready accept the responsibility, though, frankly, no one asked you to treat it as such.

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[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Not too long after Peggy's broadcast, there comes a knock on her door. Wanda's voice can be heard on the other side.]

Peggy... do you have a moment?

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[ peggy is quick to rise to her feet and answer the door. ]

For you? I have several. [ a glimmer of an almost smile. ] How cam I help you?

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda stands awkwardly in the doorway. Looking as though she's not sure if she should leave or not. Peggy's reaction to her words likely going to dictate her choice to leave or stick around.]

This is probably rude of me to ask, considering your new position... but Yosuke... he is really gone?