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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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[A headbutt is a risky move; it's an easy way to concuss yourself, break a nose, poke yourself in the eye, but it's also an unpredictable move and it serves its purpose. Ginia steps back into a defensive position, watching Peggy for her next move.]

[When Ginia doesn't push her advantage, Peggy pulls herself up and smooths her hair back out of her face. They're evenly matched - if she'd been in Ginia's position, she would have gone for the same move. Peggy also watches now, her head clearing. They're back at the start now and so she paces this time, counter-clockwise, sliding one foot after the other as she rounds Ginia.]

[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.]

[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.]

[It's a deadly dance as the two anticipate and block each other's moves. Ginia goes tumbling from the throw, but rolls easily back onto her feet. She comes back aggressively, throwing speedy punches and kicks. Some are feigns, others are designed to hit.]

[Back on the defensive, Peggy puts her efforts into stopping the blows as they come - elbow blocks, palm thrusts, side steps and the like. Ginia is pushing her back, but Peggy is making her work for it, protecting her torso and head as she moves across the mat.

She waits, taking the blows when she can't block them, looking for an opportunity to strike. It comes when Ginia kicks at her again. Peggy grabs the woman's ankle and uses her momentum to spin in against her, releasing her leg at the last moment before her elbow drives in toward Ginia's stomach.]

[The blow is enough to drive the air out of her and she doubles. But even blinking back tears, Ginia takes advantage of their closer position to try to put Peggy into a choke hold.]

[The hold works and Peggy grabs at Ginia's forearm, trying to pull it away from her neck to give her enough room to headbutt and throw her weight back to drop them both to the ground.]

[Ginia squeezes tighter, moving her head away to avoid the headbutt, but they both drop to the ground. She does her best to maintain her hold, also moving to wrap a leg around Peggy's waist.]

[Bad position to be in, but at least she's on top. Peggy keeps one hand firmly on Ginia's arm and uses the other to grab at her fingers, trying to pull them back and force her to loosen her told, simultaneously twisting her body to make it harder to keep a grip on her.]

[It's almost a stalemate because from here, things can only end in bruised or broken fingers, jabbed wings, or someone choked out. And as they're only sparring to test each other out, Ginia likes leaving with her fingers intact.

Ginia rolls to the side and unwraps from around Peggy, quickly sitting up. She grins, flexing out her fingers a little.]

/Good fighter./

[When she feels the grip loosen, she rolls to the other side, letting Ginia go as well.

The woman's abilities are impressive - although whether she is military trained or not was something Carter couldn't determine from their tussle. She takes the sign and smiles a bit, motioning back to Ginia.]

Thank you. You too. Military?

[Ginia shakes her head. Trained by people who were in the military, yes, trained in the same fashion, and even carried out join operations with them, but she's no soldier.]

/F-R-E-E-L-A-N-C-E./

[Mercenary then, that explained a lot. Peggy nodded her head in understanding.]

I can see why you wanted to spar - it's good to get in training against a thinking opponent, rather than the shadows of the simulation room. If you're interested in doing this again, I'd be willing.

[An agreeable nod as Ginia gets to her feet, offering a hand to Peggy to help her up. They're well-matched too in size and weight. Sometimes it's nice being able to match up your skills with someone your size.]

/I am as well. Glad we could meet./

[Normally, she wouldn't take a hand offered to her. She was perfectly capable of getting up on her own, after all. However, this was ally-building and sometimes a simple offered hand taken was enough to cement a relationship.

Peggy reached up and pulled herself to her feet.]

Hope to see you again soon then. I'm afraid I need to freshen up and keep my second appointment - returning a briefcase to a certain interested party.

[Ginia has no doubts Peggy could get to her feet herself, but sometimes it really is the meaning behind the gesture. She wants Peggy at her side as an ally, that much is sure.]

/I won't keep you. Until we cross paths again./

[She smiles and gives a light salute.]

[Peggy nodded her head in return to the salute and signed back.]

/Hopefully soon./

[Then, she slipped her shoes back on, smoothed out her hair and, on the way out the door, took a silver briefcase out from where it had been hiding.]

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