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[mucked]

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. ]

Comments

[mucked]

Such a double-edged sword, isn't it? Forced to reconcile a benefit gained from a nasty problem. [ and that's putting it lightly; good lord, she doesn't even want to consider how steve must grapple with it. despite having both worked together through those years, they don't often talk about the war. so much seems best left unsaid. ]

[winn]

It's not like we're lighting the fire so we can extinguish it, though, we're trying to help. I don't think it's wrong to figure out that helping others helps you.

[mucked]

True enough. Of course.

[ but that skirts 'round the issue. she does hope, quite sincerely, that his work doesn't lose him sleep. but peggy will never escape the fact that her agency was integral to developing the atomic bomb. hell, howard stark was integral to it. ]

[winn]

[ plenty of things about the job make him lose sleep, but so far it's not his own creations. ]

What were you planning on being, before the war broke out?

[mucked]

Oh, Lord. I was eighteen. [ she puffs a sigh through her cheeks -- offers shrug of her shoulders. ] I was still in school, actually. Middle sixth, poised to take the entrance exams for Oxford or Cambridge. I had my eye on Lady Margaret Hall, much to my other's disappointment. Never had the chance, though. Bletchley recruited me before I finished the school year.

[winn]

What were you gonna study?

[mucked]

It was always going to be a toss-up between maths and linguistics. [ ... ] Luckily for me, the war effort needed both.

[winn]

It's a pretty perfect fit. I was never really into non-code related linguistics, but I gotta say I'm enjoying learning languages now.

[mucked]

I suspect the augments give us a boost in language learning even outside the handful of tongues that come pre-packaged. [ which isn't an attempt to downplay his recent enjoyment, rather an oblique celebration of it. ] Although most of what I can speak is part of that standard issue information dump.

[ she drains the last of her lukewarm tea. ]

Perhaps you can help me brainstorm something. I've been wanting to piece together a puzzle that can be delivered orally or textually, but which doesn't necessarily rely on a knowledge of English. I have two native Japanese speakers on board and I've promised them I'd try to include them in the 'fun', next time.