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PEGGY CARTER | MCU | ENTRANCEWAY ( action, video, voice, or text )

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text, may 6, almost may 7

[bravejemma]

[It doesn't occur until a bit later that Peggy might know something she doesn't -- about where Fitz has gone or what this project that's taking up his precious time might be.]

Pardon for the late message, but did you happen to get one of these or know anything about what he might be doing?

[Not that she's looking for you to tattle if you know, Peggy. She would just like some peace of mind.]

[mucked]

Nothing for me, if that's what you're wondering.

[ it wouldn't be a bad guess, really. she did (does) so like to call upon the fellow when she needs a bit of reinforcement. ]

Although I was about to reach out and ask you the same ruddy thing. Is he in the habit of leaving messages like that?

[ jemma knows him best, after all. ]

[bravejemma]

[On the other end, Jemma is frowning. She certainly would have preferred a super secret mission from Peggy Carter being the root of this to just about anything else.]

Not so much. But the making a decision without consulting is very much in his wheelhouse, when it suits him.

[She's not precisely angry, but it's definitely in there, along with annoyed and worried.]

I'm sure he'll be fine.

[No she's not. But she needs to believe he will be.]

[mucked]

We last spoke on the 2nd. He was still looking awfully peaky after the most recent event. And I certainly didn't get the impression that he was working on anything.

Have you got keys for the drawers in his private work-space? The one next-door?

[ yes, she knows about it. yes, she can infer plenty. but right now she's focused on the mystery at hand. ]

[bravejemma]

It was a difficult event.

[It's the best answer she can make herself give, understatement as it is.

The implication only gives her a little pause. It doesn't matter what she knows -- or at least that she knows that.]

Unfortunately I don't have keys for anything he might have locked away.

[mucked]

Two questions, then. How worried are you feeling? And how's your lockpicking? You yourself, Agent Simmons, suggested that a scientist might keep his most interesting work under lock and key.

If you want to know what he's up to that would would be the place to start.

[ it's a mercenary suggestion. to be honest, she suspects jemma will balk at it. ]

[bravejemma]

[How worried is she? It's a good question that she doesn't know how to quantify. Her stomach hurts and she's anxious but it would have been far worse if he hadn't said anything at all -- or had the opportunity to do so. It's probably a solid six on a scale of one to ten. But her lockpicking is a definite zero. Daisy, however...]

Worried, but steady. And my lockpicking is nonexistent.

[The thing is, would he keep it from her? He surely might, and she's left considering what she wants to do with that.]

I'll hold off for now.

[mucked]

[ her reply isn't immediate. but, when it does come, one might almost swear there's a blush of sympathy hidden behind the pixels: ]

Well. If things become any less steady, do give us a call. I can likely spare a few hours for a lockpicking lesson.

[bravejemma]

[She hears it. Or maybe imagines it. But all the same, she appreciates it.]

Thank you. You'll definitely be my first contact.

[mucked]

And if I hear anything first, I'll be certain to let you know.

[ which sounds a lot like a goodbye and take care, although she doesn't say either of these things. ]