Re: Wrong-er Bedroom!
"You'll have to show me more sometime."
Steve grins as he follows Damon. He likes being around smart guys, likes watching them work and think.
Intellect is what shapes us, what makes us better than the apes. Martial law is only one step above the law of the jungle...it's not fair or just for anyone involved.
He puts a hand on Damon's shoulder sympathetically. "I'm sorry. If it helps, the only thing I liked about being in the military was the friends I had to watch my back."
He smiles as he looks at the grizzled smart guy. "Tech department? You are a smart guy then."
Hot.
"I'm glad you found some freedom and civil treatment here. I believe those are the rights of every thinking being."
Still talking like I'm Captain America, and I'm not.
When they meet the man in sunglasses, and his former title is dropped again, Steve rolls his eyes imperceptibly, but manages a brave face nonetheless.
"I was stripped of that title some time ago. You can just call me Steve. Steve Rogers."
He shakes hands with the other man. Firm grip, solid set to his shoulders...I wonder if he's a vet as well?