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sᴛᴇᴠᴇ ʀᴏɢᴇʀs ✮ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ᴀᴍᴇʀɪᴄᴀ ([personal profile] uprightness) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2016-08-12 02:41 am

✮ video.

Who: Steve 'belated bday boy' Rogers
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: the ss star(spangled)struck
When: current

[ after the incident which involved steve rogers, a misunderstanding regarding technology and some ( very flattering ) photos of one Peggy Carter, Steve tried to avoid addressing the entire network regarding anything less than a security threat.

And then today happened.

The video opens up to the Starstruck though the ship looks drastically different due to the large number of red, white and blue balloons and confetti that seems to be everywhere. To make matters weirder, there seems to be a rather big cake reading 'Happy 1776th birthday, your Highness' and a song that seems to be playing every few minutes and rather loudly.

And in the middle of it all, there sits Steve Rogers himself and his smile is absolutely long suffering. He looks up and waits for the song to end before speaking rather hurriedly, mostly since he's worried it'll start over. ]


--- My birthday was last month but - thank you. Tony. For arranging alla this.

[ is he saying it through gritted teeth? Oh yes. And why? ]

And more importantly to Pinkie Pie who dedicated her time and effort to doing all of this. It's - very kind of you. Can't say I've ever had that much done for my birthday before.

[ and now if you'll excuse him, he's off to kill Iron Man. ]
mucked: (☂ away from the streets and signs)

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[personal profile] mucked 2016-08-14 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
And you still have faith that I will steer you true. [ she slips her fingers between his, and finds she misses the electric connection of the last planet. they had been so attuned to one another during her convalescence, and she had shared of her emotions with only a little hesitation.

but at least the planet had forced them to leave no balconies where they could climb, so to speak. the echo-chamber of their affection had been so bountiful; they can't hide from it any longer. ]


God, what a great deal of expectation to match. When, on my best days back home, I feel like you're the one steering me.
mucked: (☂ who broke into the mansion)

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[personal profile] mucked 2016-08-23 01:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ something deep and feral inside of her wants to dispense with all the niceties -- to accept each other as the remarkable individuals they are, and revel in that reputation. but her better angels always prevail, and she is left with a mild twitch of her lips. an almost smile.

with her free hand, she digs into her pocket and produces a simple glass vial. it's empty -- entirely so. it's been with her since she'd arrived in the fleet. ]


This, [ she explains, ] was the last sample of your blood. When I said you steer me, Steve, I also meant it literally. Keeping this out of the wrong hands had been quite and adventure.

[ it was gone, now. poured away. but it hadn't been easy to empty. ]
mucked: (☂ from bangkok to calgary)

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[personal profile] mucked 2016-08-28 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
-- Bloody hell, Steve, don't you dare apologize. [ he didn't ask to be an emotional battlefield even after his disappearance. ] It was Howard. All Howard. Bastard tried keeping it from me.

[ her own miniature civil war, really. ]
mucked: (☂ 'cause the hypnotist entranced him)

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[personal profile] mucked 2016-08-29 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
It's a story. Not a long one, perhaps, but a story all the same. [ she brushes a curl off her brow. ] Want to hear it?

[ of course he did. her skin practically tingles at the prospect of sharing with him -- sitting, chatting, being so achingly normal with him. ]
mucked: (☂ 'cause the hypnotist entranced him)

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[personal profile] mucked 2016-08-29 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Howard had it all along. Sort of. [ her palm flexes against his, and she imagines the veins beneath his skin -- pumping super-powered blood, and imagining how precious it is even in his own time. are the vials protected? does he get blood drawn at all? ]

But I didn't come in contact with the vial until a Soviet operative raided Howard's stash -- his real dangerous inventions and innovations. The SSR had him stitched up on treason charges and he leaned on me to recover his things and clear his name. The vial -- he told me the orb holding the vial was some sort of proto-doomsday device. Very delicate. Not to be opened.

[ ... ] I opened it. I was never all that good at following orders. [ and seeing it, realizing what it was? what it meant? and how stark had been lying to her about why it was so important?

oh, she'd been furious. ]
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[personal profile] mucked 2016-08-29 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
I did. Soundly. He deserved it, and then some -- some of the stunts he pulled [ and yet, she'd managed to forgive the man. he'd been one of her first and fastest friends during the war. and the man was good at what he did. ]

But he didn't deserve the charges. Howard is a lot of things, but he isn't a traitor.
mucked: (☂ we will save your brothers)

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[personal profile] mucked 2016-08-29 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Stark tech started showing up in the wrong hands. Washington found it easier to believe he'd been profiteering after the war. [ ... ] The Soviets are gaining power. It's a paranoid time, back home.
mucked: (☂ any place is better)

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[personal profile] mucked 2016-08-30 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
They found out. Put me in cuffs. Threatened to deport poor Edwin Jarvis and his lovely wife. [ and howard was nowhere to be found, in the meantime. the butler saved the day, in the end, so to speak. ]

As I said: paranoid.
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[personal profile] mucked 2016-08-30 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
The Soviet operative I mentioned earlier? She and her handler -- of sorts -- showed their hand at an opportune time. [ there's a dip in her voice. a crease of grief that she doesn't explain -- steve never knew the chief, so explaining his death would do nothing but dredge up her own sorrow. her own guilt. ]

The others...they couldn't turn a blind eye. Not any longer. [ she can't meet his eyes when she explains the next point. ] The handler was a doctor. A psychiatrist, by supposed trade. Highly trained in hypnotism. He did a number on some of our best men.

[ but that still doesn't explain why the rest failed to trust her. ]
mucked: (☂ she's the girl)

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[personal profile] mucked 2016-08-30 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ -- and there's the rub. because fennhoff was put in in the same holding facility as zola, and peggy can't help but feel responsible for marrying leviathan ingenuity with hydra devilishness. is she at fault for what happened to james barnes because she failed to dispense with fennhoff's punishment herself? there's a tight flicker of muscle in the side of her jaw.

it's the sort of worry she intends to take to her grave. ]


Leviathan. HYDRA. Same monster, but with a different name. [ ... ] Above and beyond the hypnotism, Steve -- what they did to the children they raised as their agents.

[ she changes the subject -- pushing away from what happened in nyc. away from what howard nearly did, and away from a second painful radio conversation. ]