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[She's been in Luceti for a day now. A day was more than enough time for the wings to stop hurting, the shock to wear off, and for her to find her old uniform and dress a little less like a girl on her way to primary school in the summer. A day was long enough to learn that this place wasn't entirely hostile and that it was extensive, reaching from the beach to the mountains and out until she hit an invisible wall that seemed to cut her off from whatever lay beyond it.

A day was also long enough to realize she was stuck and that the book was a method of communicating with others. People seemed to talk freely over it and she wasn't the only one arriving either. Captain Nathan Spencer, Peter Parker, Eugene, Sue Richards, Noel Vermillion - names that meant nothing to her, but it indicated that people came and went here according to someone else's agenda.

It hadn't taken her long to find the Guide, either, and after skimming through it, she felt a bit more...well, level was probably the best way to describe it. She's taken to hiding out in the woods for now, waiting to assess the situation before she moved into town. Now there was just one problem that remained: revealing herself to the enclosure and to possibly hostile elements. ]

As I'm not the only person to recently arrive to this place and I'm sure you are all quite tired of repeating the same welcome speeches, let me introduce myself and be brief about it.

Agent Carter, British Royal Military.

Any information not to be found in the guide already so helpfully provided would be appreciated.

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Agent Carter. Glad to be of assistance. [Pause.] So far most of what's in that guide checks out, but it's hard to believe it till you see it for yourself.

Yes....I'm learning that rather quickly myself.

[How are you even alive? Steve said he saw you fall into the ravine, hundreds of feet into icy waters which typically means no survival. You were listed as MIA but... Would it be rude to ask? Maybe he doesn't even know, or maybe he just... Ugh, headache.]

What year is it for you, Sergeant?

[This much he can't really spare her. It's a hell of a lot to take in on the first day but then, he'd wanted to know everything on his first day, like it would make sense of what the hell he'd been pulled into.]

1945. I'm guessin' you're a little later than that?

You could say that. '49.

No kidding. You're probably the latest of our set.

[It's not as late as some, but late enough. There's a longer pause while he tries to think of how to say it. Might as well get this much out of the way.]

I'm on borrowed time right now, but don't worry about that. Still up for that dance any time.

[No. No no no no. The latest of the set. The dance? He couldn't be hinting at what she's thinking of. Not so long after it's been closed and done for her. It takes her a minute to talk again and when he gets his reply, it's clipped and professional, detached from whatever it is she's thinking about.]

I'm afraid I'm not up for any dancing, Sergeant.

Worth a try.

[He's going for a lighter tone but his heart's not in it. Technically Steve's really the latest of their group from the 40s but that's a whole 'nother story to get into.

He leans back, and there's a soft, frustrated exhale before he's looking at the book again.]

Look Carter, you just got here and I don't wanna... There's a lot to take in, so I'm sorry I can't put this to you later, but I'm sure someone's gonna mention it. [Can't be easy, after having years to deal with the loss, but someone will tell her or ask as soon as she mentions where she's from, if his own introduction is anything to go by, so he spits it out.] Steve's here too.

Edited 2012-11-06 15:47 (UTC)

[She commends you for your tenacity, Barnes, even if it's in the wrong place. She even has a witty comeback for him, but it dies on her lips when he continues talking and lets out that little bomb of a certain Captain's residency.

If Barnes could be here, why not Steve? It isn't as if time matters, so yes, why not? Why not bring her here, four years after he disappeared and after she'd finally been getting back to some semblance of emotional neutrality over that? Why not?

She pauses longer still, trying to think of something smart to say, but she can't quite get it out. It just hurts. Even worse to think that maybe Steve doesn't even know what will happen to him, or them.]

...I see, Sergeant. Thank you for the update.

Thought you should know.

[He doesn't tell her more than that. It's more than enough for a day, and his tone lightens easily after that.]

At least knock it down to 'Barnes.' I feel like I ought ta' salute you every three seconds.

Maybe you should.

[Right, back to being playful. She consciously pushes Steve's residency in this strange place out of her mind so she can better focus on what is in front of her - which is Steve's residence in this place. She forces herself not to think about it because she knows it'll crush her. Instead, she focuses on teasing Barnes.]

Technically, I did help oversee the SSR.

Maybe I should.

Gimmie a few days at least; I sprained my wrist a while back. You could have a little mercy on us lesser men.

[Cute, Bucky. That earns you a point.]

Practising too much, were we?

[That catches him by surprise, and Bucky laughs.]

Walked into that one, didn't I?

More like waltzed.

[She smirks even if he can't see it]

[Oh, he can hear it.]

Well as long as I was graceful about it.

I never said anything about grace, Barnes.

You insulting my dancing, ma'am?

If this is your way to try to ask me to dance again, you should know better than that already.

Yeah, I know.

Thought I'd invite you to the ring, once you settle in some... I hear you've got a mean right hook.

Now that is an interesting proposal. Needing to "blow off steam," as they say?

Just tryin' to stay sharp.

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