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Peggy Carter ([personal profile] mucked) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet 2017-06-11 01:24 am (UTC)

[ -- of course. peggy doesn't turn around. instead, she glances over her shoulder. what's unfair, of course, is that she finds herself preferring his comparatively frank company to his flesh-and-blood counterpart who could barely meet her eyes when she'd walked out. but 'better' doesn't mean 'good' and she'd really rather not be here at all.

certainly, there's that investigative tilt which urges her to learn more; see more; remember more. but even peggy understands that there are lines that one shouldn't cross for fear that crossing them will somehow cheapen one's convictions. to that end, she waves dismissively at the hologram before heading immediately into the parlor. ]


Save your breath to cool your porridge. [ she counters -- happy (at least) with the irony of telling a hologram to do anything with his bloody breath. ] I don't intend to be here long.

[ which is precisely when she grabs for the same item she'd first grabbed before: the tooth. she curls it under her fingers and holds it hard against her palm, indifferent to the body-horror implicit in its existence. and when she does, she steels herself for the torture scene that's likely to unfurl.

only it never does. peggy tilts her head and holds the tooth up to the light.

bugger. ]

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