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[mannerism]

Margaret 'Peggy' Carter

( at riverview | Private housing;

Internal Affairs | Perimeter Guard )

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[spellslots]

What are you hiding beneath your skirt 😲

Peggy, darling, you're way too cool to be one of those weirdos who doesn't leave the house ever.

[mannerism]

Hardly the way to word that question, darling.

Weirdos?

[ really. ]

Good God, I go to work every single day.

[ and on the weekends, too. police-work never rests, after all. ]

[spellslots]

I don't mean like that!

Wait. You know I'm gay, yeah? I'm only into dudes, which you are not.

[He feels the need to clarify, now!!!]

Work does not count, do you leave the house to have fun? Like a real person.

[mannerism]

Well thank you.

Don't think I'd notice I'm not one if it weren't for this conversation.

[ oh boy, is she laughing to herself. a good thing he can't see. would have ruined her entire stern reputation. ]

We did go to look at the Portal didn't we?

[spellslots]

I hate you 😐

[He means that very fondly, but now he's embarrassed even though she started this whole thing with talking about hiding things under skirts.]

If that's your idea of fun this shit is way more dire than I thought.

[mannerism]

Oh come now.

Hardly the worst thing that could have happened, us discussing your affections.

[ a product of the 40s she may be but she's also a woman ahead of her time in so many ways. she hardly minds. though it is so odd to be speaking of affections so openly. ]

Where exactly would you have me go?

I've attended a dinner party with friends when I only just arrived. Surely that counts?

[spellslots]

You're mocking me somehow, I know it, nothing could be worse than that.

[He was trying to reassure that he wasn't being gross and hitting on her!!!

how-could-this-happen-to-me.mp3.]

I mean, it counts, but if that's the only thing there is I'm disappointed. This is the best fucking vacation, you gotta take advantage of it.

[mannerism]

You're being far too dramatic.

And it really is more of a mission than it is a vacation.

But now I must ask, is that dress for a date by any chance?

[spellslots]

I'm exactly the right amount of dramatic. Always.

[Everyone else in the universe would beg to differ.]

Unless you were sent here to do recon or something, it's not really a mission, bubbale. You're here, you'll get home eventually, just enjoy the break!

Like I am :) with my date I'm not telling you about because I hate you :)

[mannerism]

So there is a date.

I might have known.

Come now, you can't wait to say something.

[spellslots]

He's very handsome and his name starts with N, and ends with "one of your business" :P

I know this may come as a shock, but I only gossip about other people's romantic lives, not my own.

[mannerism]

Well, whoever the fella is, make sure you won't go dragging him off in search of too much trouble.

[spellslots]

Maybe he's the one dragging me into trouble!

[mannerism]

Something tells me that's not quite the case.

If it's a mutual getting into-the-trouble matter, well.

[ it's not something she'd usually say but perhaps her mood is a little lighter as of later, her smiles are bit easier to rise to the surface.

no reason, of course. ]

That would be an evening to enjoy. I hope you will.

[spellslots]

[Peggy is right, really, and sometimes he isn't quite sure how to handle how good and nice Eddie is, because he's well aware that he's... not. But that's not the sort of discussion he's getting into.]

Well, maybe not the kind of trouble you're thinking of, but we have our fun ;)

[If all else fails: sex jokes.]

[mannerism]

I could do without the innuendos, thank you. I shan't be asking about that.

[ it's not coy so much as it is dry. ]

So regardless who is the man in question,

will you be wearing the new dress or not?

[spellslots]

You're no fun.

[He torments because he loves.]

I think this one needs to be a special occasion, you know? It definitely deserves a classy restaurant, if nothing else, and that wasn't the plan for tonight.

[mannerism]

I won't ask what is.

But I don't know if this place has the equivalent of La Martinique.

It's a nice club, before you ask.

[spellslots]

It's a picnic in the park, get your mind out of the gutter

[He literally just made a sex joke but ok.]

Sounds pretty snazzy. There are nice clubs here, not sure if we're at "nice clubs" level yet.

[mannerism]

Are there?

I wasn't aware. Downtown?

[ she's asking for science okay. ]

[spellslots]

Yeeees? They're not my usual jam, I will say, but you can look them up on your phone!

[mannerism]

Honestly, it's as if everything is done by the telephone these days.

A very odd development, that.

[spellslots]

Can you blame them? A computer that fits in your pocket is real fucking useful.

[mannerism]

Your whole life on that thing.

What if it gets lost? or taken? or broken into?

[spellslots]

You could say the same for any shit. My pack gets stolen and I am f u c k e d there's like 10,000GP worth of magical items in there. Or your wallet with all your ID in it. Or like, what if your house burns down?

You can prepare your ass for bad shit to happen, but if people get so paranoid that can't enjoy like, anything, what's even the point?