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[mucked]

Who: Peggy + you
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Starstruck, Iskaulit
When: All day.

[ as compelling an attraction as the asteroids can be, peggy wakes up on what could have been april 21st and promptly decides that a captain's work is never done. despite a short holiday on one of the less glitzy asteroids, she storms her way back onto the starstruck around midday. she'd have preferred to be back earlier, of course, but a certain stubborn steve rogers had delayed her more than usual this morning.

because, you see, today is peggy carter's birthday. and up until recently, she'd thought this particular piece of sensitive intel might have remained under wraps. certainly, she's never announced it to the fleet (not had it announced for her) but over the last year there'd been an influx of individuals who might otherwise be privy to that sacred knowledge.

and so surviving the day becomes a little trickier. her first precaution is to not even address the network -- indeed, she hasn't got her device with her at all. so if some friend or ally does try and contact peggy, they may be forced to seek her out in person instead. after all, it's rare that she should persist with so much radio silence. visitors and crew on the starstruck will find her in her quarters trying very hard to dodge the likes of both steve rogers and edwin jarvis. and trying to busy herself with 'paperwork', though closer inspections might prove she's doing little more than working on a few hobby ciphers. and let's not forget the copious trips to the kitchen for tea, of course.

for visitors and crew: it seems steve's left the odd 'hint' and trinket around the ship. flowers here, candles there, and there's at least one cake chilling in the kitchen. perhaps more. when asked about it, the captain feigns innocence.

later, when that diversion fails, she heads to the iskaulit. first to the firing range, where she squeezes off just enough shots to counterbalance the creeping sensation of domesticity. and that done, she stops by the space bar for a drink of whatever-the-devil most resembles whiskey. ]

Comments

[outstandingbalance]

[Natasha can respect that. She won't disagree.]

What about you? Making the best of it too?

[mucked]

Being able to push him around again without feeling as though I'm trying to shove a brick wall certainly hasn't been unwelcome.

[ she'll let natasha read that however she likes. ]

[outstandingbalance]

[That gets a laugh out of Natasha, the sound a soft huff.]

Enjoy that while you can. I'm sure he'll be back to being the brick wall we've all gotten to know before long.

[mucked]

Believe you me, it's not going to waste. [ when again will she ever get to say she's carried steve bloody rogers? ] Nor am I hearing any complaints.

[outstandingbalance]

[There is a mental image Natasha will cherish.]

I'm glad to hear that. The two of you should take advantage of every second chance.

Even if that chance is throwing Steve Rogers over your shoulder like a sack of flour.

[mucked]

-- Sack of flour is generous, I think. But yes.

[outstandingbalance]

You'll have to tell me what would be a more accurate analogy.

[mucked]

More like a medium-sized hank of rope.

[outstandingbalance]

I'll remember that.

[mucked]

Much to my downfall, I imagine, should the words reach his ears.

[outstandingbalance]

Don't worry. He'll never know my source.

[mucked]

Something tells me he'll be able to guess it all on his own whether you tell him who said it or not. [ -- because the pool of guesses will be rather shallow, even after this glitch introduces his previous stature to the fleet.

even so, peggy smiles. ]

[outstandingbalance]

You never know. My sources are many. And mysterious.

[mucked]

Alright. I'll take a slice of that action. [ a beat. ] If it does get back to me that it's got back to him, I'll expect reparations.

[ nothing too bad, clearly, by the state of her grin. ]

[outstandingbalance]

I'll have to think about that one. Don't get me wrong, I'm confident.

But I've already lost one bet to you.

[Natasha's way of admitting that Jarvis has, in fact, tried to mother hen her.]

[mucked]

[ -- she doesn't even try to hide her smile. ]

Dear Mister Jarvis so rarely disappoints. [ ... ] What did he do?

[outstandingbalance]

Bought me shoes and tried to get me to come over for dinner.

[mucked]

[ -- bless him. ]

None of us deserve him, you know. [ certainly not howard. ]

[outstandingbalance]

I know I don't. Those were some very nice boots. He even guessed my size right.

[mucked]

A sartorial talent he shares with his lovely wife. [ ... ] She never fails to have a dress in my size.

[outstandingbalance]

They must make a dangerous couple.

[mucked]

First day I met her, she gifted me a garter holster she'd been working on. Wonderful woman.

[ -- yes, we like ana jarvis very much. ]

[outstandingbalance]

A girl after my own heart.

[mucked]

And mine. [ a beat. ] But his, most of all.

[outstandingbalance]

I'm not sure I've ever seen anyone so shamelessly love.