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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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[She was wearing her usual skirt suit and blouse combination, the warmer outer coat left hanging by the door. Before Cliff had come in, she'd done her morning workout with Levi so she was sitting when Cliff arrived, one leg crossed over the other as she read the journals. She raised her head when he entered, closing the book and standing.]

Good day, Mr. Fittir. I trust you're ready?

[He grins.] You forget, I don't bruise as easily as they do. Not for long anyways.

Well...he's also grown up as a prince. Maybe he was never taught how to pick up after himself. We just need to teach him.

If you're willing, then so am I.

As for Thor, teach him quickly or I'm going to throw his things out the window and see how he likes it.

Oh there's a way to deal with them too.

[Luckily for Peggy, there aren't any Ultima spells at Selphie's disposal].

Likewise Peggy! Where'd ya wanna meet?

Of course. I would be honored.

...I'll talk to him.

I'm usually at the barracks from 10AM to 11AM, or the pub after that where I work. Evenings, find me at the Battle Dome. You only need to let me know.

I wouldn't have taken you to be the sort to enjoy a straightforward fistfight.

Let me know when you'd be interested and I can easily open a time for you.

And thank you. I know he will understand, should you speak to him.

Hitting something until it stops being a problem is Thor's style, not mine.

Merely pointing out the odd flaw in your request.

It is a good mix of everything, and if you are more accustomed to shooting, I presume a military or para-military organization.

[He shrugs]

I'm like a chumbawumba song, I get knocked down and I get back up again.

[color him impressed. The only indication is a slight quirk of a brow that settles after a moment. His arms are folded under the cloak, which doesn't do much to help the fact that he's only 5'2". Levi surveys the setup she has - also not bad, and useful.]

Yeah.

[he doesn't have much experience throwing blades, so she's got an edge (ha...ha...) on him there.]

How d'you wanna start?

Any time is fine. I don't exactly have a lot on my plate right now.

Uh, yeah. Of course.

Anytime you are.

[He grinned-- and hoped that she knew what she was doing in that skirt.]

Collapseable batons. You know, like those special nightsticks? I'be got one or three others aces, but that's the weapon.

[It's nice being properly matched up with someone. Though her focus doesn't break, her lips upturn in a slight smile. She follows Peggy's movements as the woman paces around.

Mirroring their role reversal, Ginia strikes again, her right going in for a punch to the stomach while her left goes for the face.]

[He did not leave much of his things around the common areas, truly. He kept the bulk of his belongings in his room- but there were the stacks of books upon the coffee table, his cape he had let out to dry, the knives and sword he had taken to polishing and left out-

So the good lady, indeed, had a fair point. Some time after the announcement he slipped from his room into the living room and as subtly as he was able (which isn't terribly) started to pick up his books and knives, stacking them one after the over in a wide palm and ferrying them to his room.

If it's there, she cannot complain. Can she?]

[She dodges back from the first punch to her stomach and then dashes forward, grabbing the arm of the one aimed at her face. She twists, throwing her weight into the move and tries to throw Ginia, using her momentum to fuel it.]

Anytime, hm? [She sets the book on top of the chair and then puts a hand on the back of it. Well, he seems like he should be able to handle himself, so here we go.

In one fluid movement, she swings and flings the folding chair right at Cliff, heels snapping over the floor as he runs to follow it up with a hard right punch into the ribs.]

How experienced are you with these?

[She goes to the first target and wrenches the axe out, flipping it around as she walks over to hand it to Levi.]

Or would a knife fight better suit you?

[Well now, if that isn't something she actually knows a bit about.]

Batons it is then. Meet you later tonight?

British Royal Military, so yes.

...And unfortunately that reference is lost on me, but I see your meaning. I take it you have some sort of healing ability as I've seen in the village before?

I thought as much.

And the flaw is there for a reason. In a pinch, there's nothing in a fight that says a magic user won't resort to it if they fear for their lives. I'd rather not deal with it for now.

It seems quite a few people are anxious to fight, so perhaps noon sometime? We can get lunch afterwards.

[...]

Also you don't sound very confident in your ability to convince him.

[She's been out since the announcement she made, and when she comes home it's sans briefcase and with the addition of a number of bruises. That said, she seems to be in a better mood and catches Thor making a round to his room just as she enters the apartment.]

So I see either the message or Steve got to you.

[He freezes mid bend to pluck up one more of his books- he'd left it on top of the fridge, how he had forgotten it there he simply cannot remember, and sighs.]

According to a number of Midgardian Texts - [He taps a magazine in his arm.] A tidy mate is much desirous in Midgardian women.

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