The Time Rift

Let's never do any of that again, alright?

[James Barnes]

Where are you?

[Steve Rogers]

You must come over for dinner on Monday. Tony and I insist. No opting out!

[Filtered away from Steve]

So, I was thinking that just maybe we can make the 4th of July a little extra special this year by having a party for Captain Rogers! He is a war hero, after all, right?

Everyone is invited! The party begins promptly at 6 o'clock on the roof of the bulding, and Tony's graciously volunteered to man the grill.

And ladies, if any of you are willing to volunteer to help me with the food or set up, the more the merrier.

[Tony]

Surprise!

[Natasha]

Any more ‘displacements’?

[Peggy]

I don’t suppose I’d have any chance of convincing you to come stay at the compound?

Not to alarm anyone, but there's a bit of activity that's not exactly normal. At least, not as far as I've read so far. I let the Ministry know, just in case, but they don't think we have anything to worry about.

[Eleven]

Which is very, very wrong. Are you reading what I'm reading?

Well then.

My timeline was beginning to feel a bit stale. I suppose this is a welcome change of scenery.
Hello, Rifties. Some of you may already know of me. To the rest, I am Thor.

Funny. It almost seems normal around here, doesn't it? I'm not sure if I'm used to it, or if I like it.

Meanwhile, we've been working on updating the networks at the Compound. It's not perfect, but we think we have something akin to 'wifi' now up and running. The websites are still 1999, but at least it's faster than dial-up. Still no Netflix.

I also talked the Ministry into letting me a Muggle-liaison for them. I still hate that term. But, if anyone needs a job, let me know. They're officially hiring us, now.

It’s been quiet for the last couple of weeks. I’m not sure I like it.

[Bucky]

I saw Howard, did you see

I hope you know how much I miss

There's really no point, is there?

(ooc: Nothing to see here!)

[Peggy]

I hope it goes without saying, but if there's anything you need, just let me know.

[Tony]

Seen anything strange, lately?

I apologize in advance for how discombobulated I may come across. I promise I am not typically so out of sorts. This has been quite the bonkers situation.

The last thing I remember, I went to sleep in my own bed and it was 1955. It seems fairly obvious to me that this place and time is decidedly not that. I've only just arrived and some sort of official-looking person, who says they're from some kind of Ministry, has informed me that somehow I've ended up in Cardiff and this is the year 1999.

I suppose if we are all to be stuck here together, I really ought to get to know my new neighbors.

Hello, my name is Peggy Carter.