Let's all hold hands and sing Kumbaya

[notzubats]

Who: Everybody! It's a planet mingle!
Broadcast: If You want!
Action: On the Holding Hands plant!
When: From June 23 until whenever we need a new mingle.

[At long last, the fleet has arrived to a new planet. This means it's time for a mingle guys! Get in! ]

Comments

[mucked]

[ she draws back, and shakes her hands. like dispelling electricity. somewhere in the murk of that transmission, she understood his understanding: the serum is something beyond classified, something so secret that its properties can't be revealed. she herself doesn't know the make-up, but had known enough to fight against her own agency in order to safeguard the last sample of captain america's blood.

peggy cuffs at her cheeks. she's not crying; she so rarely cries. but her face feels hot, and her heart is beating too fast. ]

It must have sounded like such a bold claim when he made it. [ her voice is soft. thoughtful. ] But rest assured, the story is true. Steve was the only real super-soldier made from the serum -- and perhaps it's just as well. I can't imagine the dangers inherent in recreating the procedure.

[winn]

[ looking at her, he can't help but feel guilty: he should have refused it anyway. he can't imagine what madness would ever make him offer to share what seeing kara under the black mercy was like with anyone, but if that were to happen in some bizarre alternate reality - he'd want to be turned down. some things, you just don't need to relive. ]

I can't imagine a whole lot of people would handle it half as well, either.

[ steve seems to be the sort of person who makes bold claims sound like he's under-playing it, usually. winn's had a hard time accepting how weak he used to be because he just looks so...heroic. inside and out. ]

[mucked]

It's true. I've not met many so good-hearted as him. [ many. so, that is to say, she's met some. and some of those have been met here, within the fleet. in this way, she intimates that, although captain rogers is an impressive specimen of humanity inside and out, he is no paragon. he can be paralleled, perhaps, in one way or another. ]

[winn]

[ continued here ]