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driftfleet2017-01-01 06:41 pm
uprightness) wrote in driftfleet2017-01-01 06:41 pm
ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʟʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴄɪᴛʏ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴜs ( ᴏᴘᴇɴ )
Who: steve rogers circa civil war + you, yes you
Broadcast: nope
Action: various;
When: throughout january
[ new year, new memories and what begins as one monstrous headache.
it takes a couple of hours to sort through everything that's new, to make sense of a kaleidoscope of memories, images and sounds. at first, he starts writing it all down, lagos, the sokovia accords, the UN, black panther.
Only the dry details and nothing of what starts to weight down on his shoulders, faces and names that inspire a heavy, intimate, terrible sort of pain.
And so an avoidance of a sort begins that lasts through the two days the new year. Hours upon hours spend on the library aboard the Iskaulit, reading books and making nothing of them. It's an odd sight, Steve Rogers in one of the corners of the room, staring at a book and randomly picking up a notepad and writing something down ( another detail that comes up, scott lang or spiderman ) and then staring at the notepad only to go back and stare at the book.
He might also be found at odd hours at the gym; evidently, taking out his burdens on a punching bag, seemingly lost in thought even as takes out what seems to be a world of trouble on the thing.
It will take these two days of isolation before those of the fleet start seeing steve rogers off the Iskaulit. He'll make a return to the Starkstruck, though this return, too, will be a reclusive matter one will have to actively seek him to find him in the weaponry or otherwise, in his room. ]
Broadcast: nope
Action: various;
When: throughout january
[ new year, new memories and what begins as one monstrous headache.
it takes a couple of hours to sort through everything that's new, to make sense of a kaleidoscope of memories, images and sounds. at first, he starts writing it all down, lagos, the sokovia accords, the UN, black panther.
Only the dry details and nothing of what starts to weight down on his shoulders, faces and names that inspire a heavy, intimate, terrible sort of pain.
And so an avoidance of a sort begins that lasts through the two days the new year. Hours upon hours spend on the library aboard the Iskaulit, reading books and making nothing of them. It's an odd sight, Steve Rogers in one of the corners of the room, staring at a book and randomly picking up a notepad and writing something down ( another detail that comes up, scott lang or spiderman ) and then staring at the notepad only to go back and stare at the book.
He might also be found at odd hours at the gym; evidently, taking out his burdens on a punching bag, seemingly lost in thought even as takes out what seems to be a world of trouble on the thing.
It will take these two days of isolation before those of the fleet start seeing steve rogers off the Iskaulit. He'll make a return to the Starkstruck, though this return, too, will be a reclusive matter one will have to actively seek him to find him in the weaponry or otherwise, in his room. ]
Gym.
It's the mark of an at least decent captain to be ready.
He's gotta be ready!
So he's at the gym, yes, same as Steve. He actually gives pause where he is in the corridor to watch Steve working out. Poor guy seems really troubled by something; Takeshi knows the look real well. The Adult Troubled Look. Not to mention Steve hits things to get some stress out. His adoptive dad was real good at punching the air in training to unleash some anxious energy. Takeshi can't really explain any of that, of course, so he steps up to Steve, determined.]
Excuse me! Mr. Steve!
Can we spar? I gotta keep myself real sharp, sir. Real sharp!
[Stop being all thoughtful and worried in your own thoughts, thanks.]
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He looks bewildered. ]
I think you'll have the upper hand.
[ a small smile and he moves from the bag. ]
How are you Takeshi?
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But if Steve would rather talk, Takeshi's not about to push that away neither.]
I'm okay! I've been working real hard on keeping myself real strong. Real muscular!
[He flexes one arm, and it's surprisingly well-shaped, muscular beneath the strange black suit that covers him from the top of his neck to his toes. His beloved power suit, which has kept him alive through so many missions.]
I do lotsa' push-ups.
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his smile does turn a shade brighter. ]
Haven't done those in quite some time. My drill sergeants were really keen on those.
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[ANOTHER FLEX OF DETERMINATION.
But he's also curious about everything ever.]
What's a... drill sergeant? They sound kinda scary.
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[ he admits, sort of matter-of-factly. Steve Rogers is known to many as bold and brave and reckless and fearless and he'd storm a battlefield and jump out of moving elevators and bring down helicopters from the sky,
but Peggy Carter scares him to this day. ]
In the army, it's the people who makes sure you're in shape, that you have discipline. It's their duty to make sure you're ready for whatever's out there.
[ a small smile. ]
She's my Captain, these days.
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[He seems particularly interested in knowing about your drill sergeant, mister.]
I bet I might know her! Maybe she can tell me real good tips about being a captain!
[Yeah, he's a captain. The Fleet is weird.]
She can be my captain drill sergeant.
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Peggy Carter of the Starstruck.
[ there's a definite smile now. at least this way steve wouldn't be her smallest of trainees. ]
Gotta warn you, though, she's really strict.
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[He strikes a surprisingly well-figured fighting pose, clenching a fist.]
I've fought lots before! I learnt from my dad. He's a hero who adopted me, y'know. A superhero!