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[A weekend of lost memories - it sat poorly with her, especially when she went back over her notes and found them missing as well. The dates for the weekend were written in her hand, but anything she'd written had been erased. Or maybe she hadn't written anything. The most concerning thing was that now that the weekend had ended, several people had gone missing or returned. Two days was a long time to lose her bearings and it made her restless. Which was why she'd gone to the shop to look around for anything useful.

Last thing she expected was to find the glove and eyeglass set - something so useful just left here like it was a new toy to be experimented with by anyone in the village. Something about it drew her to using it, but after the first day and the headaches, she realized it was probably something that belonged to someone. Which is why a few days later, after the headaches settle, she asks the village.]

Agent Carter reporting in with a few questions for the village.

One: Has anyone lost a pair of these? [She holds up the sunglasses, labeled ARI on the side to the camera.] I located them in the shop - interesting technology you have. I'd like to return them, if you're inclined to receive them.

[It packs one hell of a punch anyway, and she does not want that anymore. Peggy rubs her temple as he sets the glasses down out of view.]

Two: Sparring partners - hand to hand combat, preferably advanced non-magic practitioners. Willing to train people new to it, but more looking for practice myself. Can also train or spar in weapons - guns or knives specifically.

Three: On a more personal note, to my roommates - if you don't start cleaning your areas and picking up your things, I will do it for you.

[She looks straight into the camera with her usual no-nonsense look in her eyes.]

You will not enjoy it if I am forced to do so.

That is all.

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So it's more science than magic - and your weapon allows you to manipulate these particles into a malleable form? Do these particles exist here?

You're welcome down any time - including while I train, if you wish to join me.

Name?

/Until we're satisfied sounds good./

[Right now, Ginia mostly wants to feel out Peggy's abilities, see how they match up.]

/To the mats?/

Thanks.

Levi. You?

[Peggy motioned for Ginia to go first. There was a lot you could tell about a person while they warmed up and walked to combat. In most there was a moment when they switched gears, a change in the way they walked, their stance, their aura, a shift of their weight to one foot or another.]

After you.

[Mats meant she'd need her grip, so after speaking, she leaned over and slipped out of her kitten heels, lining them up.]

It is certainly more scientific than it appears. My weapon is not necessary for manipulation: it's only helpful. And such particles do not seem to be properly existing in this or any world, beyond what we need to cast our artes.

Peggy.

A pleasure to make your acquaintance.

So despite their absence, you're still able to draw upon them. Any theories as to why?

You too. [though whether it really is remains to be seen.]

When is the next time you practice?

Oh, not just that. They're a great thing to use for up close fighting too! If you wanna see though, I practically live at the battle dome.

[Ginia hates turning her back on an opponent because there's so much that can be learned and shared. She knows Peggy is watching, learning, observing, so her posture is light, relaxed as she strides to the mats on the floor. But you can't hide everything; her solid posture from her shoulders down her spines, the steady stride, her head upright and forward, all clues Ginia can and is ready to fight.

She turns toward Peggy, watching and waiting.]

Every morning - 0800 to 0930. Battledome gun practice at night to preserve munitions. It isn't a perfect system, but it's close enough.

I may take you up on that. I come by in the evenings when it's open to practice shooting accuracy - perhaps we could meet up?

Understood. I'll see you tomorrow morning.

[Experienced, knows she's watching, square shoulders, solid, built for speed and sure-footed - she'll be dangerous, but that's what Peggy wanted.

When Ginia turns, she steps away from her shoes and walks forward, the pencil skirt hugging her hips giving her the normal 1940s sway. It's an act, the skirt isn't as tight as it looks and she's more than capable of kicking in it, but she's got her eyes on Ginia's to see if she notices that. Her gait is easy and she steps up to the mats, walking like a dancer might - or at least someone accustomed to heels - toe first, weight down on the pad of her foot, then the heel. She turns to face Ginia and keeps her arms relaxed at her side - but there's tension in her jaw, ready for whoever has to throw the first blow.]

How long have you been fighting?

Tomorrow then. I've an appointment to attend to now, but I'll be looking for you in the morning.

Carter, out.

Mmm for the charming Carter-san, I'd like to say yes, but I do dislike being in a queue where a woman is concerned.

Sure. Just give me a day and time. [She so loves to show off.]

Patience is a virtue, you know. Some women are worth the wait, especially when it comes to training.

Tomorrow evening - say 1900 hours?

[Don't...mind her actually counting the time out...] Sounds good!

Hahaha, when you say it like that though, wouldn't I prefer the "performance" to the preparation for it? Especially in the area of waiting for Carter-san.

time jump? separate log? handwave?

aahhh.

I look forward to it.

Your name?

[Ginia watches and learns as Peggy walks in, even smiles slightly. It's a nice trick, one she's used plenty of times. She glides across the floor, every step perfect, every step level, and Ginia's glad Peggy isn't wearing her heels because it means less of a chance of getting a puncture wound.]

/Long enough./

[She signs, watching, waiting. The first move is always the most dangerous one; it can reveal so much and leaves the attacker open for a counter when they don't know what to expect.

Ginia paces clockwise, sizing Peggy up. They're the same height, same build. No weapons, which leaves a nice base to work off of, though she's familiar with guns and knives. An agent, so trained. But what agency? Is she even from Earth?]

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written; (akd; come down to the 2nd floor, levi, terrify thor into putting his boots away)

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written; (now i imagine tiny levi up against gianthor)

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written; (he's used to titans, so thor should be a nice change, right?)

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written; (yeah man, he's totally taken down bigger~)

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written; (tell stories of your kills and thor might just like you too)

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