Open: July Starstruck mingle log

[wingedman]

Who: Crew of the Starstruck and visitors
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Starstruck
When: July, post-calibrations

[July on the Starstruck is so bright, you gotta wear shades. Good thing everyone has a pair now! In other news, the first mate is in a coma, the captain is hella cranky, and the tunes now feature Lady Gaga and Queen.]

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[willynilly]

Right, you guys have superheroes in society too! He's very strong, so does that make him popular?

[mucked]

I like to think he's popular for more than his strength, but -- [ peggy gives her head a shake. ] I can't really say. I know what he was popular for. But he now lives in a very different world, back home, than I do.

[willynilly]

A different world?

[the heck does that mean]

[mucked]

Or -- [ she manages to look nearly apologetic. ] Same world, but a rather different time. I come from 1947. He, most recently, hails from 2016.

[willynilly]

Oh... oh, wow. That's a long time! How did you two meet, then?

[mucked]

We met in '43. [ a beat, that's an answer to a question she didn't ask. ] Steve's experience of time hasn't been a wholly linear one.

[willynilly]

Forty... 1943?

[THAT'S LIKE, FOREVER AGO.....]

[mucked]

[ bear with her, ochako, there is nothing easily explained about this. ]

We met in '43. Steve -- [ died ] -- got himself lost and frozen in a block of ice in '45. It as '47 before I got dragged here and he wasn't recovered and woken back up again until, good Lord, 2012 I think?

[ she used to have more trouble telling these details. but the more she realizes they're common history for steve and the others, the easier it becomes. ]

You'll have to ask him for the specifics. I'm afraid it's all hearsay to me.

[willynilly]

[what the heCK]

Wh... but... but that's so sad! How could life be so cruel!?

[it's like the worst kind of romantic tragedy! it's something out of a sad story! it's terrible!!]

[mucked]

[ sad! well, yes. she supposes it is. but she's never had anyone express it so plainly to her before. she shimmies where she sits; a touch uncomfortable. ]

Steve made a difficult choice. He made a sacrifice. I'd rather see it as him being noble than life being cruel

[willynilly]

[you're too subtle for her, Peggy, just tell her to shut up]

Well, still... it must've been hard for you. If it was me, I'd cry for ages and ages...

[mucked]

[ the amount of tears shed in the wake of the valkyrie's crash is a number she won't share even with steve. best to spare all of them that dash of vulnerability, although there were certainly many. a year on, and she was still struggling to contain that hair-trigger of hers whenever captain rogers was involved.

four years on, here in the fleet, and -- well. things are better but no less raw. ]

Hard for me and for every person who lost someone during the war. [ she distances herself from that pain; refuses to take it solely on her shoulders, for once. ]

[willynilly]

I guess so... but... you don't have to think about it that way just because you're not the only one. You don't have to be alone for it to hurt.

[She's probably prying or something and should just be quiet, but it's a tall order to get Ochako not to speak her mind about something.]

[mucked]

I aim to leave the hurt back home, Ochako. After all -- here, I've got the privilege of knowing he's not lost at all. [ not the way she'd thought he was. ]

[willynilly]

Mm... that's true.

[Can't really argue with that one. It's a lot less tragic when the one you supposedly lost is just down the hall, sleeping instead of MIA.

She stands up abruptly, expression brightening. She does feel a little better, though that wasn't really the point of this conversation.]

W-well, I hope he wakes up soon, especially now that I know all that! You should tell him off for keeping you waiting like this.