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[mucked]

Who: Peggy Carter + YOU
Broadcast: text, fleetwide
Action: aboard the starstruck
When: the days following winter's glitch

Damage report, please. Who did the Winter Soldier hurt? Casualties?

[ her thumb hovers. she nearly adds I am so sorry but thinks better of it, in the end. peggy carter is confined to her bed in the captain's quarters aboard the starstruck, propped up on a small mountain of pillows with most of her torso bandaged and wrapped. a pair of broken ribs, at least. she hasn't properly listened to her own damage report, yet. but the consistent throb in the side of her skull suggests winter's initial blow landed harder than she'd first anticipated. one eye is still puffed up, bruised, and swollen to the point where it doesn't see a thing. one half of her face is streak of black and blue now that the blood's been cleared away.

she doesn't use the network's voice or video function. her texts are slow, business-like, and methodical. and she'll text for as long as she can before someone with a busier body than her own shows up to confiscate her device. but she hasn't been able to adequately parse the information that flew quickly and efficiently in the hours following her own fight and black-out and lonely struggle to an empty shuttle.

even now, it's about all she can manage to toggle the privacy settings and message her first mate individually: ] Ahsoka. Please see me in my room. ASAP.

[ a torch must be passed, for the time being. and peggy has a lot of healing to do. visitors are welcome, whether they are aware of her bashed-in state or not. ]

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I only met him once. [ she exhales. ] I barely know the man. But he's worth a sober second thought, if he can truly help Barnes.

[ she uses the proper name. the real name. ]

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[uprightness]

I'll ask him.

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I'll ask him.

<small[ how much can he trust anyone with Winter's mind, especially in the wake of the Atroma's mind control trick is left to be seen. He stays silent for another moment before adding ]</small>

The Atroma's responsibility in this is becoming more than just a theory. He heard a voice in his head before it happened. A woman's voice, Diamond's.

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[ then, indeed, they had found a way to activate his 'programming' -- such as it was. bringing zola's handiwork lumbering back to life to terrorize their playthings. to entertain. peggy snorts, and then immediately regrets the sudden burst of air. she lays a hand gently against her side. tender. ]

He recognized it, did he?

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[uprightness]

[ he reaches out to her as soon as a winces, almost rising from his chair and sitting back down a moment later. ]

He did. He said he talked to Diamond before.

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[mucked]

Damn her. Damn all of them -- [ she raises her eyes to the ceiling, presumably addressing whatever hidden cameras she expects to have trained upon her. ] And damn all of you, out there, sitting back and watching and letting it happen.

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[uprightness]

[ he looks up, trains his eyes on the same spot before deciding that to hell with it, if there is an audience, they have no right to this, to his pain or to hers. he hates that there could be beings out there looking into this very moment. gently, he places a hand just beneath her chin, urges her to look at him. ]

We'll get them. Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow but we'll get them.

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[mucked]

[ and if they defeat the atroma...what happens to the pair of them? sent home? perish the thought. although they both have duties, and lives to live. the concept makes her

she remembers these eyes. ]

We've got to be careful. More careful than before. [ it isn't a game any longer. ]

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[uprightness]

[ he nods. it's a bit of a challenge. How to plan any sort of action against someone who is constantly watching your every move. If they can achieve even 10 minutes of a blackout - every system does have its flaw ]

I think it's time to assemble everyone.

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[ everyone? her smile doesn't quite reach her eyes. but she appreciates his sentiment, and in the direction he wants to head.

softly, like a pledge: ] Yes, Captain.

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[uprightness]

I thought that was supposed to be my line.

[ it was, admittedly, a confusingly ambivalent experience, being steve rogers for a time instead of captain america. something that he was barely getting his grip on coupled with the worry of when things will go wrong.

now it's here and he falls into duty as naturally as that. he thinks he might miss the little peace of mind that came before, even if it is easier now, when the threat is clear. ]