Peggy Carter (
mucked) wrote in
driftfleet2017-04-03 03:18 pm
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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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--Ah. A familiar face, there, and he's of a mind to disregard any of those curves; congrats, Peggy, here's one more guy who won't hit on you at first sight. He offers her a grin and a slight bow, just enough to be polite; and brushes a kiss over the offered hand. Nothing ridiculous, just propriety.
Thank you, miss. 'S nice to finally properly meet ya.
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The pleasure's mutual. [ -- but she's quick to turn and lead him deeper into the starstruck. it's much the same as the other ships, though it's possible that its metals seem a little shinier. sleeker. ] The kitchen's not far.
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Figured it wouldn't be, if the layout's the same as mine.
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[ calm -- cool, even. she walks just a few paces ahead of him. ]
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