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driftfleet2016-06-12 08:28 am
mucked) wrote in driftfleet2016-06-12 08:28 am
Entry tags:
text & action » fleetwide
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. ]
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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[ and how right you are, child, about bullies. ]
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[He's a bit more serious, straightening up and determined.]
We're in the middle of a big fight to protect everything. Bad stuff's happening, and everyone's fighting real hard to try to keep the whole planet safe. We're doing out best.
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[ -- did the fighting get as far as tokyo in the pacific theatre? she can't recall. it wasn't her posting. ]
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Big spaceships came down and started cutting people up and blowing up all the buildings... Not just in Japan, but all over! My dad went to go help fight them back; I was helping, too, but I got stuck on the ground while they went up into the ships...
[And then he waited in a park for his dad.
It was really frustrating...]
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And that was when you came here?
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I lived there for a little bit...
Then I woked up here.
[He's lived an eventful three years okay.]
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[ she trails off, sad. ]
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Mhmm! There's lots of bad stuff. But... also lots of good stuff!
I wouldn't wanna lose the good things just because of the bad.
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[ remarkable, really. ]
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I was four -- [he eagerly holds up four fingers] -- when I became a fighter!
[He is very small and very brave, Miss Peggy.]
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she doesn't even pretend not to think it: ] Too young, if you ask me.
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[He does consider it earnestly, that he does.]
But stuff was bad without fighting, too. Stuff was bad before I knew how to fight.
I like it now better -- m'stronger and I know I don't have to let anyone ever hurt me again!