[open] august starstruck mingle

[wingedman]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Starstruck
When: August 1-31

Everyone on the Starstruck is regretting their life and their choices. Why does anyone want to visit this ship again?

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[wingedman]

[A little dryly, and with years of long-suffering patience behind it:] Trust me, I'm right.

But you're right, too. It'll be a hell of a lot easier here. And I'll take the shield if you really want me to. But I'm gonna ask you for something in return.

You got a lot of shit to unpack, and we both know that. [Probably everyone knows it.] Sometime, when you're feeling up to it, I want you to sit down and talk about it. To me. I just wanna help, Steve, that's all.

[uprightness]

I know.

[ and it means a lot, always have. only steve had never once unpacked. not since a night spent in the wreck of a pub in london with one peggy carter. it's been a while since, a very long while.

he sighs, holds out the shield. go on, take it. ]

I'll try. I promise.

[ a bit of a smile. ]

Try not to practice it indoors.

[wingedman]

[Sam carefully takes the shield from Steve. It's lighter than he'd expected - physically, at least. Emotionally, well, he can already feel the weight.]

Oh, yeah, there's a lot of not-indoors to practice it in.

[To be fair, his experience with the fleet thus far is more space than planets, so it's easy to see where he might get a little sarcastic about that.]

I'm not sure I could dent Peggy's ship if I tried, anyway.

[Yes, it's Peggy's ship. Sam knows exactly who he's answering to if he does any damage, thank you very much.]

[uprightness]

Well if you do dent it you're on your own.

[ what. he loves her to death but she scares him. ]

I'm taking no responsibility for it.

[wingedman]

Abandoning me to the mercy of your girlfriend. I see what kind of friend you are.

[Rude, Steve. Natasha is going to be his new best friend. She just doesn't know it yet.]

[uprightness]

The kind who knows what's best for him?

[ have you seen the woman when she's mad? :| ]

[wingedman]

Chicken.

[Sam just makes a face at him. Worst best friend.]

After everything we've been through together, and this is how you repay me.

[uprightness]

All's fair in love and war.

[ he shrugs and not without a grin. good job, sam. look at this merry mood. ]

The former is very different from the latter.

[ sorry, bro. ]

[wingedman]

Having met Peggy, I'm not so sure you're right about that.

[He answers with a grin of his own.]

And in the words of the immortal Pat Benatar, 'love is a battlefield'.

[uprightness]

You know, that's how we've met. I could do with another metaphor.

[ no more love in the days of war, thank you. ]

Any other immortal words?

[wingedman]

[A good-natured grumble under his breath:] Next time I meet a new best friend, I'm checking their sense of humor first.

Sorry, I'm fresh out of musical wisdom. All I'm coming up with is 'this shit is bananas'.

[uprightness]

You might try Bucky.

[ look it's important to him that you two will get along ok ]

he likes modern music.

[wingedman]

[He doesn't not get along with Bucky, it's just that they kind of troll each other.

A lot.]

And by modern music, you mean like...anything that was released while you were frozen?

[Let it go, Steve.]

[uprightness]

He said something about Taylor Swift.

[ so yeah, modern. ]

[wingedman]

[Sam has to cover his mouth with a hand to hide a laugh. Thank you for this precious gift, Steve.]

Really? He doesn't seem like a "teardrops on my guitar" kinda guy.

[uprightness]

Shows what you know.

[ what a shit. ]

He said her songs are pretty good.