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driftfleet2017-04-03 03:18 pm
mucked) wrote in driftfleet2017-04-03 03:18 pm
text & video » open
Who: Peggy Carter, some rumours, and you!
Broadcast: text, then video.
Action: y, aboard the starstruck.
When: today!
[ a message materializes on the network around midday: ]
Peggy Carter's got a veritable guy-pile of suitors: Edwin Jarvis, Max Rockatansky, Jason Wilkes, Jack Thompson, Howard Stark, Stefan Salvatore, Steve Rogers, Sam Winchester, James Barnes, Clint Barton, Daniel Sousa, and counting! How many more can you name?
[ and not long after (in a state of utter pique and dismay), that same network registers a rather heartfelt reaction -- but this time with accompanying wide-eyed video. ] Jack -- Jack Thompson? Un-bloody-likely. The only thing he's ever got his eyes on is the next greasy rung on the ladder. [ peggy scoffs, disgusted. ] As pranks go, this one's been truly shambolic. The first of April was days ago.
[ in a few hours, she'll enjoy her meltdown all over again when she finds a box of sponsor gifts in the cargo bay filled with stickers, each with a different so-called suitor's name scribbled into the blank space. all of them are filled in except for an ominous pile with an attached note: in case there's so many you start to forget their names. blanks included for any others that we might have missed. ]
Broadcast: text, then video.
Action: y, aboard the starstruck.
When: today!
[ a message materializes on the network around midday: ]
Peggy Carter's got a veritable guy-pile of suitors: Edwin Jarvis, Max Rockatansky, Jason Wilkes, Jack Thompson, Howard Stark, Stefan Salvatore, Steve Rogers, Sam Winchester, James Barnes, Clint Barton, Daniel Sousa, and counting! How many more can you name?
[ and not long after (in a state of utter pique and dismay), that same network registers a rather heartfelt reaction -- but this time with accompanying wide-eyed video. ] Jack -- Jack Thompson? Un-bloody-likely. The only thing he's ever got his eyes on is the next greasy rung on the ladder. [ peggy scoffs, disgusted. ] As pranks go, this one's been truly shambolic. The first of April was days ago.
[ in a few hours, she'll enjoy her meltdown all over again when she finds a box of sponsor gifts in the cargo bay filled with stickers, each with a different so-called suitor's name scribbled into the blank space. all of them are filled in except for an ominous pile with an attached note: in case there's so many you start to forget their names. blanks included for any others that we might have missed. ]
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You know it, don't you? [ she worries her bottom lip beneath her teeth. it might be dangerous, looping back around to this topic -- but with her adrenaline ebbing and her lungs still straining, she feels comfortable. content, even. ] You're the one. You've always been the one.
[ there will be others. peggy wouldn't deny it if he asked. but it doesn't change the fact that he was and always will be prime. no matter who the suitor or how successful their chase. ]
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Hey.
[ he knows and the knowledge is a bittersweet one, brought upon all that's here but also everything that was - a footage of an old interview from 1951, the many moments her eyes seem to clear and she seemed to realize he was still alive. ]
I'd have to be a pretty big idiot to think otherwise.
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[ to be a 'pretty big idiot' -- but it's said with just a hint of a smile. even so, he's not the hopeless div he'd once been. and it's not simply because of the years he'd lived in the 21st century -- no, peggy could witness his grown even now. even here.
she hums. touches the back of his hand. scoots closer. ]
It's selfish to say, really, but I'm so glad you're here.
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[ not really, not when he finally achieved a certain, blessed amount of peace of mind, not to mention happiness. ]
Not when I'm glad to be here.
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peggy touches the edge of her thumb to his cheekbone. she smiles.
and then she asks: ] So. What the devil did you do with my shoes?
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You know.
[ the most serious frown. ]
I can't remember. Must be that fall.
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You took them after the fall.
[ notably, she hasn't been back to where she left her shoes. she'd guessed, merely, that he'd taken them -- where she him, she would have taken them. seems the guess was right. ]
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[ he grins at her and shifts to look at the ceiling.
Not telling. ]
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I mean, they could be anywhere, really. maybe I put them in one of the crates. Can't remember which one, though.
[ he would have told her at once, really, had she now thrown him off a shuttle that very same afternoon. ]
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The smart thing would have been to keep one in hand as a weapon. [ ... ] Should've done that.
[ hard to say whether she's chastising herself or him. ]
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[ ... ]
Especially not the receiving end.
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[ but alright - ]
Top crate on the left wall.
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[ -- and just like that, she's sweet as honey. peggy leans in and kisses the tip of his nose. ]