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Who: Mr. Jarvis and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Today!

[The video begins with a fellow in a well-pressed suit and a carefully adjusted tie, all befitting someone who puts the most care into looking a well-kept part in society. His poor hair could do with some pomade - it hangs a bit, droops like a wilted leaf on his forehead, but otherwise he's made sure to keep his dignity in the wake of this... horrible event. He's been clearly kidnapped. Kidnapped! He prays Miss Carter is safe somewhere; the last thing he remembers is being hit with a tranquilizer, but he can't seem to remember if it had been a terribly dangerous affair. Didn't they have the assailant in their trunk? Oh, what a beast the man had been. He will attempt to keep his composure regardless. It's his job.]

While I appreciate that you've let me keep my reading glasses, I'm afraid I won't be broken in by such... backwards methods. Whoever you are and wherever you have... taken me, I can assure you that you've chosen a terrible person to kidnap and that kindness will earn you nothing of use. I'm just the butler; a chauffeur, and I'll have little to offer you, unless you would like to learn how to properly fold any and all manner of clothing.

... Or how to properly prepare a dining table.

[I imagine nothing of that sort will interest you, you're probably all thuggish barbarians.]

If you think you'll get anything at all from me otherwise — well!

[He folds his arms, and though he's concerned for his health in the future (god please don't murder me whoever you people are), he is doing his best impression of an impassive, dry-witted butler. As always. He doesn't sell it perfectly, but at least he's selling it, and that's what matters. Look how tough and unbreakable I am. Can't hurt a butler when he's down.]

You're sorely mistaken.

[........ brb fumbling now]

How do I turn this thing off?

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Miss Carter.

[He deflates a bit, like a balloon you've managed to stop the air from escaping just in time, and it's clear now that he's seen her he's had a lot of concerns regarding his favorite partner in crime. He'll try to be formal anyway (DON'T PANIC, PEGGY - aka DON'T PANIC, ME).]

Are you alright? Are you safe? Have they been feeding you?

[WHAT have they been feeding you i bet it's been d r e a d f u l muck]

[ so it begins. the shaky confrontation between her proper life, back home, and the life she's learned to lead here in the fleet. at least it comes with a welcome face attached to it -- she finds her best long-suffering smile and fixes it in place. ]

Perfectly safe. [ she stretches the truth. just a little. ] I can assure you, there's no immediate cause for concern.

[He sighs, and there's some concern no matter what she says.

It's the Jarvis way.]

I don't think waking up in a new place without knowing how one gets there is perfectly safe; have we not been captured by the enemy? You'll have to fill me in, since my last memory is losing consciousness — blissfully before meeting the pavement.

[ oh bloody hell jarvis you'll have to be more specific than that. she can count on one hand how many times she's personally witnessed a scene like that.

and yet -- as softly as she can manage while still maintaining her air of control: ] Not by our enemies, per se. I'm afraid it's all a bit complicated.

[helpful who's helpful surely not i]

More complicated than our... usual complications?

Exceptionally so. [ OKAY HERE WE GO. let her know when you want off this ride, jarvis, because things are gonna start out pretty wildly unbelievable. ] For example, I've been here for the last year. Little over a year, actually. A year and three months.

[.....]

Oh, very funny. You've gotten a chuckle. Playing jokes on Mr. Jarvis, tease Mr. Jarvis.

I'll have you know now is hardly the time to poke the butler.

Mister Jarvis. [ as stern voices went, peggy just pulled out the big guns. sharp and direct. ] As much as you don't want to accept so, I'm afraid I'm telling you the truth. We've got problems a great deal bigger than zero matter on our hands.

[ a beat. ]

I suppose I ought to check and make certain you know what I mean when I say zero matter.

[OKAY, okay, serious tone. Serious business. He snaps to.]

I'm familiar with the the concept. [He wipes his brow, perturbed but focused.] Dr. Wilkes had been busying himself with being very... intangible, and Mr. Stark had been busying himself with Dr. Wilkes.

...

That sounded far better in my head, but I trust it's informative enough.

Quite.

[ jason. something falters in her expression. but it's quickly mastered. ] Sounds about near enough. [ muttered more to herself than to him. ] We can sort out the specifics later -- more importantly, are you alright?

[ she suspects he'll be fit as fiddle physically, apart from the initial disorientation. but she needs to know more than that. ]

Fit as a fiddle, apart from the initial disorientation.

[cool]

I suppose I deserved a taste of my own medicine. Stark's zoo collection must be clapping their talons, hooves, and paws in joy at my being put down. Are you positive I'm not having adverse effects from animal sedative right now?

[ the tranquilizer! of course! a little tardy, then, but not by too much. there are things she'll keep from him (for now). things he needn't worry about. ]

If only that were all that was happening. Mister Jarvis, you're aboard a vessel that's currently sailing through the stars. Far, far from home. [ ... ] I'd come to you if I could, but I'm afraid that won't be immediately possible.

But once it is -- [ she exhales ] -- I'll make you the cuppa for once.

[.................................]

Through the stars.

[processing, processing

processing

processing??????

panic???]

Breathe. [ she commands. ] You'll be alright. I give you my word. But you must breathe.

I am breathing. I'm most certainly breathing. What gave you the faintest idea that I'm not breathing? Because I am. Breathing, that is. And I'm quite composed. And breathing.

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Breathe calmly, then. You're liable to strain something if you let yourself panic. Trust me, it's not worth panicking over.

[ not yet. ]

I've woken up to discover I'm a rocketman soaring through the stars, Miss Carter. I'm surprised I haven't strained everything at the revelation.

[But okay, he's trying to remain calm.]

I was just in your company; how has it been so long since we've met? This device, it's — hardly a rotary.

[ howard could explain this much better than she can. but at least, of late, things have grown so bizarre back home that at least a portion of the fleet's bizarreness might be more easily swallowed. ]

It's a problem of dimensions. Of different worlds -- and different points in time, too. Many unbelievable things are capable of coexisting all at once in this funny little fleet.

[He rubs his temples, having her very thought process. How nice it would be to have Howard here to explain this nonsense. He blesses Peggy for her help regardless, because he'd be truly and utterly lost otherwise.]

... Mr. Stark would have a field day here.

I would have been brewing coffee pots left and right.

[ once upon a time, she would have lied to him. outright. wouldn't have felt even a twinge of guilt for it, too -- but ever since the debacle in new york wrapped up, and ever since he gifted her the last scrap of steve rogers? well. she couldn't do that to him.

with no small measure of melancholy: ] Howard did have a field day. Or a handful of field months, so to speak. He's not in the fleet any longer. Individuals have a tendency to come and go.

[What the hell, Howard.]

He's come and gone? To where? How? How have we arrived here in the first place?

... I must admit, I'm very lost. I need... a cup of tea.

[He looks around the very lonely area; it's very clean, very bright, and very empty.]

Where are you?

I'm on my ship. The Starstruck. I was assigned to it shortly after I arrived -- as you, too, will be assigned. [ ... ] You must alert me the moment you are sent to one of the smaller vessels, Mister Jarvis.

[ she feels a need to know where he is. where he'll be. ] For now, you're on the Marsiva. Think of it a bit like an antechamber. Or a lounge. There's snacks and there's a decent view but it'll get boring before long.

I wouldn't be too concerned about my whereabouts, Miss Carter. I will find you the moment I've been assigned.

[He's very matter-of-fact about that.]

More importantly - I can see you've quite a situation for yourself aboard the fleet... Familiar faces.

[STEVE IS HERE WHAT'S WITH THAT??]

Whatever could you mean by that,

[ not a question. more a warning, really, that he's about to tread on unsteady ground. ]

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