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driftfleet2018-04-30 01:03 pm
mucked) wrote in driftfleet2018-04-30 01:03 pm
open » video & action
Who: Peggy Carter and YOU.
Broadcast: Video
Action: Starstruck, various locations in the Yadrolla system.
When: First week of May
( --VIDEO )
[ it's been some time since peggy has addressed the network in any sort of wide or public capacity. broadcasting isn't her preferred pastime -- except it can't always be helped, can it? as silly and sentimental as her motivations must be, there's a question she needs to ask the fleet. so she leans back, posture comfortable, in her captain's chair as she addresses her handheld device -- and not, notably, the ship's built-in comms console.
this is far from official business, after all. ]
I don't suppose anyone has got sixpence to spare, have they? [ she pauses, stuck between looking sweet and looking sour. ] A real one, ideally. From Earth.
[ although she's not much of a traditionalist at heart, there are some superstitions worth following -- if only for the hype they engender and the excitement they stir up. for the first time in a long time, peggy misses her mum. ]
And -- [ oh, this clearly pains her to ask ] -- have we got anyone with a steady hand for cutting hair? My usual self-inflicted trim won't do this time around.
( --ACTION )
[ beyond fulfilling superstitious rhymes, there's also some quiet venue-hunting to consider -- not to mention a reception to plan. peggy isn't looking forward to either of these activities. although she can be found wandering on one planet's sandy shores or in another's lusciously overgrown urban jungle, she proves herself quick to approach a friendly face. if only to distract herself from the rather dreary chore of pulling together a wedding celebration with only a week to spare. she'd much rather invite someone familiar for a drink or a stroll than fuss over choices.
but she does manage to do a bit of shopping. she picks up a pair of earrings and examines them with a critical eye. a set of cuff-links, too. or what she assumes are cuff-links. it's tough to be certain on some planets.
and, as always, she can be found aboard the starstruck during evenings. engrossed in paperwork blissfully unrelated to her impending nuptials, perhaps, or else finishing up an exercise routine in the cargo bay with her towel draped over her shoulder. there's not an ounce of uncertainty about her on her own ship; she's perfectly at home within its walls. ]
Broadcast: Video
Action: Starstruck, various locations in the Yadrolla system.
When: First week of May
( --VIDEO )
[ it's been some time since peggy has addressed the network in any sort of wide or public capacity. broadcasting isn't her preferred pastime -- except it can't always be helped, can it? as silly and sentimental as her motivations must be, there's a question she needs to ask the fleet. so she leans back, posture comfortable, in her captain's chair as she addresses her handheld device -- and not, notably, the ship's built-in comms console.
this is far from official business, after all. ]
I don't suppose anyone has got sixpence to spare, have they? [ she pauses, stuck between looking sweet and looking sour. ] A real one, ideally. From Earth.
[ although she's not much of a traditionalist at heart, there are some superstitions worth following -- if only for the hype they engender and the excitement they stir up. for the first time in a long time, peggy misses her mum. ]
And -- [ oh, this clearly pains her to ask ] -- have we got anyone with a steady hand for cutting hair? My usual self-inflicted trim won't do this time around.
( --ACTION )
[ beyond fulfilling superstitious rhymes, there's also some quiet venue-hunting to consider -- not to mention a reception to plan. peggy isn't looking forward to either of these activities. although she can be found wandering on one planet's sandy shores or in another's lusciously overgrown urban jungle, she proves herself quick to approach a friendly face. if only to distract herself from the rather dreary chore of pulling together a wedding celebration with only a week to spare. she'd much rather invite someone familiar for a drink or a stroll than fuss over choices.
but she does manage to do a bit of shopping. she picks up a pair of earrings and examines them with a critical eye. a set of cuff-links, too. or what she assumes are cuff-links. it's tough to be certain on some planets.
and, as always, she can be found aboard the starstruck during evenings. engrossed in paperwork blissfully unrelated to her impending nuptials, perhaps, or else finishing up an exercise routine in the cargo bay with her towel draped over her shoulder. there's not an ounce of uncertainty about her on her own ship; she's perfectly at home within its walls. ]
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