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PEGGY CARTER | MCU | DRIFT FLEET ( action ) or ( text ) or ( video )

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If you must know, [ this would be a great time for the kettle to boil. alas, it's lagging. ] I was at a party.

[edwinjarvis]

Oh? A party?

[He sits up a bit, interested.]

Do tell.

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It's New Years. [ aka, what more is there to tell? peggy curls her fingers around the edge of the counter. she knows he wants better details than that, and she doesn't quite know why she's afraid to share them. maybe because she's not prepared to meet the jarring change that's stolen across her personality these last few months. ] So of course there's a party. Down on the -- ah, hotel waystation.

[ but she came back a little early. not for any terrible reason -- but often the music doesn't agree with her for long, and the crowd is simply so...different. ]

[edwinjarvis]

[He looks completely unsatisfied with that, Miss Carter!!!!]

You, at a party that doesn't require espionage? How exciting.

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[ wow! she does her best to look offended, although she knows very well there's a kernel of truth to his surprise. ]

I am not made of stone, [ she counters. ] And, besides, there's very little excitement otherwise. Why not enjoy a bit of dancing and good cheer?

[ clearly, having captain rogers in close quarters has done wonders for her. she's danced a lot. ]

[edwinjarvis]

With Mr. Rogers. Of course.

[He looks mildly pleased with this.]

It is rather nice to hear you've been leaving the house. Ship. Houseship.

Far better than then being focused on working.

[Ahem. Not that that's... going to be his thing.

He knows how to relax. Absolutely!!!!!]

[mucked]

Yes. [ LONG-SUFFERING. ] He was also in attendance. It's nothing to smirk about, however.

[ rude, jarvis. rude. ]

[edwinjarvis]

Smirk, no. Smile, absolutely.

It's simply nice to know that being kidnapped to outer space is more than just abject misery like one would think. [... He does have his concerns, but. He will let it be for now. Settle himself and wait for Peggy to be of clear mind and bloodstream.] Besides, while I'm... less than enthused at being away from home, I can't dispute meeting Captain America is anything but a positive thing.

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It makes for only meager consolation, Mister Jarvis, but -- [ she clears her throat and pours the near-boiling water into a pot with a pair of tea sachets. not the nice twinnings stuff, perhaps, but at least the decent leaves provided to her by one sam winchester. ] Ana won't even know you're gone. I can as good as guarantee it.

[ she reads between his lines and busts through to the heart of the matter. ]

[edwinjarvis]

[He hesitates, and she can probably hear the thinning of his lips and, perhaps, a flicker of something mournful in his expression, because being away from Ana for an indefinite amount of time is tantamount to torture. Regardless, he is quick to recover, before she even has the chance to gaze upon his moment of weakness. He is smiling a bit, squaring his shoulders with some semblance of confidence.]

There's no need to console me by any degree, I can assure you.

As terrible the thought of being away from my home is, I would prefer to be kidnapped than face the idea of you being gone away in space of all places without my knowledge. Especially against your will.

And regardless of the surprising benefits.

Besides... it will be - an adventure of sorts.

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-- An adventure.

[ she agrees. and peggy knows this adventure will be leagues safer than any bound by their lives back home. that, at least, is a windfall. he might indulge his taste for adventure with a degree of confidence so long as he is within the fleet.

she stretches upwards and fetches a sturdy box from a high shelf. swaying (just a little) as she reaches. within it are a quartet of well-painted tea-cups. peggy removes only two from the box and sets them right-side-up on the counter. they had been a christmas gift. and, as far as the fleet's supplies are concerned, they are works of art. ]

Yes, it'll certainly be one of those. [ she turns back to face him. mouth tight -- it's hard to hide her sympathy right now. ] Things start to get truly adventurous when we're stopped at an actual planet.

[edwinjarvis]

You mean one that isn't just a ball of ice and misery.

[He's been reading up a little. As in a lot.]

I've heard the waystations are interesting as well. I certainly plan to roam this - Corsiva, take in what could very well be some distant future. In a way, it's a once in a lifetime event, Miss Carter. These are things we've not a chance of seeing in our day and age.

[Wait he's distracted-]

Where did you get these? They're quite nice.

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They were a gift. [ from steve, though she doesn't dare admit it. not after his earlier 'smile'. instead, peggy trusts he might leave well enough alone. she doesn't have much faith in her resolve to keep a secret if she presses it. too much space-whiskey circling in her veins. ] A little too fine for everyday use, I think. But it is a holiday.

[ following the pair of cups, she brings the steeping tea pot to the table. when she sits down, it's with evident relief to be off her feet. she's sorely tempted to kick off her heels. ]

[edwinjarvis]

And a lovely gift they are. [He raises his eyebrow at her; feel free to kick the shoes off, Jarvis won't judge, even if he's never without his carefully kept suit.] What year do you suppose it is? I'm not quite sure which I should be throwing confetti for, so to speak.

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That, [ she opines, ] is a wonderful question. One I can't begin to answer. Only that it must be one far, far, far from ours.

[ she pries open the pot's lid and gives the brewing tea an experimental sniff. could probably do with another minute -- the scent's a little weak, yet.

decorum went out the window with her hug, i'm afraid. ]

[edwinjarvis]

Well! Happy New Year, regardless.

[It's worth a celebration for celebration's sake.]

And since you're reasonably talkative, you must tell me about your travels thus far.

I'm too curious.

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[ alright, mister jarvis. you want adventure? she'll give you adventure. ]

One of the earlier stops I experienced was on a moon, actually. All dust and sand-storms. It looked more like a scene out of one of Howard's would-be western pictures. But they played poker in the saloons and I hadn't made much in the way of credits. [ ... ] Unfortunately, my fellow players didn't take to well to me winning theirs.

[edwinjarvis]

[OH DEAR.]

I feel for them; you must have wounded their pride and sternums quite terribly.

I hope you didn't lose any of those credits in saloon repairs.

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[ she'd had help, of course. but she doesn't quite know where to begin explaining natasha romanoff. the easiest description would depend upon an element of the woman's past she knows would be unfair to share. ]

The fight spilled into the street. Very little was hurt. Beyond them. [ now she's quick to pour the tea -- a cup for him and a cup for her. milk and sugar are on the table, but peggy eschews both. ]

[edwinjarvis]

And their pride, as previously stated.

Do you usually have fisticuffs at each planet, or are they saved nowadays for special occasion?

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Not as often as I'd like -- [ she admits. and this, at least, she might equally admit while sober. and despite being far from it, she manages to remember how he takes her tea (don't ask her how she knows) and prepares his cup accordingly. ] Most planets offer more in the way of hunting than anything else. Alongside some light shopping. Lovely sights. And there was the one spot that allowed people to share memories merely through touch.

1/3

[edwinjarvis]

[Jarvis gives a small smile, looking quite fascinated by the concept.]

It sounds interesting. I think I would have been admittedly a bit boring to hold hands with, but the idea is charming.

[edwinjarvis]

[...]

Or perhaps terrifying, depending on the held hand.

[YIKES.]

[edwinjarvis]

And the germs.

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[ a world of such bizarre opportunities and near-magical occurrences, and he focuses on the germs? peggy's mouth falls into a hard line. never change, dear jarvis. ]

I promise you we all left quite healthy and hale. [ hesitation. sort of. ] At least with no conditions developed on the planet.