peggy carter's weapons are (gunsandlipstick) wrote in rooms, @ 2014-05-24 22:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | !marvel comics, *log, peggy carter, steve rogers |
log: peggy/steve.
[Over the past few weeks, Peggy Carter had been quite wrapped up with S.H.I.E.L.D. and its clean-up and investigation of a cluster of recent events. The alien invasion, the influx of new people through the door, the appearances of more people with strange abilities. All of it blipped on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s radar ostensibly, and she, in turn, tried her best to veer it to a positive light when necessary. Interest, of course, was piqued by the appearances of heroes from the other door, and she had no explanation for that. Files were kept regardless.
So, Peggy ws busy. She hadn't seen much of Steve; she had not even been in the tower that often. When she dived into work, she practically drowned in it. Work had always been there. Work would always be there, even if she had to fight tooth and nail for it.
But, Steve's message concerned her, as did Natasha's message soon after. So, just a little before seven o'clock, she crossed the residential floor of Stark Tower from her room towards Steve's flat. A sharp knock as the clock hit seven rang on his door. She was in something a little more relaxed than her pencil skirts -- loose slacks and a button-down white shirt and flat-heeled shoes on her feet -- and when Steve opened the door, her lips were in a concerned frown that flipped into a smile that said hello, noticeably lacking their usual red flair.]