log 008, now with filtery action!

[thestarspangledman]

....So, uh -- that was a flood. Huh. Thanks, Dick, for the clothes. I'll return them as soon as I've got 'em clean. [Yes, he's all back to normal size now.]

Anyway. To anyone who I might've said hello to, hi again. Properly, this time -- I'm Captain Steve Rogers. Nice to have you aboard the barge.

[Private to Agent Peggy Carter:]

I'm not... sure if this is going to work right, but -- hi, Peggy. [A slight pause, and then there's a small, slightly embarrassed, slightly nervous smile appearing on his face.]

I'm sorry about -- uh, well. Not knowing you. Apparently floods do that. But I'll do my best to make sure it doesn't happen again. We should talk, in any case, and I'm pretty sure I owe you a dance, if you don't mind it being a bit delayed.

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[notthatfondue]

I have a feeling there's much we have to catch up on... The gardens, I believe, will offer more privacy.

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[thestarspangledman]

Yeah, you're probably right. [A kind of shy smile.]

Do you know where to find them?

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[notthatfondue]

I certainly would not oppose an escort there...

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[thestarspangledman]

Well, alright. [A little grin.] Where's your room?

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[notthatfondue]

[She matches that grin.]

Level 4, Room 10.

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[thestarspangledman]

Well, what do you know, I'm room 4 on that floor. Be there in a minute.

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[notthatfondue]

What a coincidence. [She smiles.] I'll see you then.

[And now, she waits.]

actionspam yay?!

[thestarspangledman]

[And he will be arriving in a minute or so, as promised!]

actionspam huzzah~

[notthatfondue]

[She's not nervous-- Actually that's a lie. But she's excellent at masking being nervous. And sorry, Steve, this is something she wasn't able to do before... So as soon as he's there she hugs him, tightly.]

actionspam!

[thestarspangledman]

[And he'll be hugging her back just as tightly! But --not so much that he would hurt her, of course.]

--Hi.

[notthatfondue]

[She's reluctant to let go, but she does. She clears her throat, smiles, and looks up at him.]

Hello.

[thestarspangledman]

It ...sure is good to see you, Peggy. [He is, too, so -- he moves his hands down to her waist, a little tentative.]

I mean it.

[notthatfondue]

It's good to see you again...

[Well, with his hands on her waist, she does not intend on moving away at all.

Her fingers clenched at the fabric at his shoulders.]

You scared me.

[thestarspangledman]

I -- there wasn't much else I could do. I'm sorry.

[notthatfondue]

I know... It's just...

[She sighs, her selfish moment slipping away almost as quickly as it came.]

I'm glad we get this opportunity.

[Looking away from him, looking away.... If she keeps looking up at him she might cry, and she doesn't want to chance anyone here seeing that.]

[thestarspangledman]

Me too. [There's a hesitant pause, and then he -- looks away, too.]

Maybe we should go to the gardens. More privacy.

[notthatfondue]

[Peggy takes a deep breath and glances back at him, nodding. In order for them to walk, she has to pull away, no matter how reluctant it is.]

Yes. That was the plan, wasn't it?

[thestarspangledman]

Yeah. It'll be easier to talk there, anyway. [This is a smile that is somewhere in between awkward and sheepish.]

[notthatfondue]

[She hooks her arm with his and looks up at him, smiling a little at his.]

It will be. Lead the way?

[thestarspangledman]

Of course. [And so he does, and they're off to the gardens?]

[notthatfondue]

[Continued here]