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alwaystheagent-blog · 8 years
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i'm not leaving! i'm just going to a better place!
agentrix!
i'm moving to agentrix due to the fact making this an archive simply RUINS the urls.
there will be some small changes, a bit more selectivity, but this means far more activity!
i am assuming clean slate, if we have threads you're still interested in, we'll talk about it.
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alwaystheagent-blog · 8 years
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I'd care if the person I reblogged this from committed suicide.
Reblog this from anybody. literally. ANYBODY. even if you dont like them or even know them that well. YOU COULD SAVE THEIR LIFE.
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alwaystheagent-blog · 8 years
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I've not gone away!
I've been starting a new online class and switching jobs; so adulting has been chewing up my life while launching another muse. After this week I should be more available at a crawl rather than very little. I love you all, I haven't forgotten, and Peggy will kick my butt if I don't do something soon.
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alwaystheagent-blog · 8 years
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it's painfully strange to look at howard sometimes; to see the oil ink hair turn snow while her own curls are vibrant and her skin elastic and young. howard seemed less alarmed, though he was hardening like flint slowly and surely despite the words from maria that it was really 'all right'. 
the conversation about the eventual conversion of the uss hull froze when the aide walked in, her expression a touch gentler in contrast to stark's. however it became sharp eyed and dangerous as she realized the conversation. she turned to howard to exchange looks, "don't you dare add that bar when i'm not around to the blue prints."
a soft joke to try and break up the horror of the idea of a little girl is harmed. she's quick to move on heels, jaunty and bright with clacking. "come, timothy. i've my id and i do expect you to drive like you did during the war..."
@alwaystheagent (looking for Callie) is in the snipers sights… 
“Excuse me…” the aide stated as their eyes were wide and shocked as hell as they looked between Peg and Howard in the meeting that they were in, “I do not mean to interrupt this.. but the person stated that ‘He didn’t give a damn what Stark was wanting done… she’s dying’”  
Howard narrowed his eyes, looking at the aide, realizing who the aide must have meant. “Was it Colonel Dugan? What was he meaning by shes dying?” 
The Aide looked over at Peg then Howard and bit her lip, “… They’re at the hospital. Something happened to his granddaughter was all the nurse would tell me after they pulled the man from the phone who wanted to do nothing but cuss up a storm.
Howard looked at Peg, his eyes wideneing. Callista.  It had to be Callie. Would that witch of a woman Sean married actually try to kill their only daughter? He had seen how twisted the woman was at the Commando get togethers of those left… 
“You go. I’ll take care of everything here.” he assured Peg, “Go for the both of us.” 
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alwaystheagent-blog · 8 years
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how long had HYDRA wanted to capture steve rogers? peggy doesn't recall zola ever speaking about it though it haunted his watery eyes. peggy had known it. or... or had she? doubt was planted, and it never had been there before. all those memories were real, bright, and left healing scars. ... weren't they?
her fingers go to the braclet, trying to ignore the expression on his face. wounded dog that would turn into howling wolf; he acted as if he had seen a ghost, acted like she was old and wizened and no long for this world. "in October of 1946, i was on a joint mission with the CIA to Yugoslavia. it was believed a remaining HYDRA cell had snuck past Prime Minister Tito in their attempt to hide from Stalin and LEVIATHAN." there's sudden pause, her muscles bunching as she tries to pry the bracelet and finding only some give. but not enough. "i was captured."
if steve looked in the files about PEGGY CARTER he would see the dates were true. but Peggy came back in late november, healthy as a horse.
"none of this is a test for you, STEVE. it's not."
Her heart pounded in her throat; her damned throat and she swore she shouldn’t be able to breathe. And somehow, she did, watching the blue flecked eyes widen and narrow. His face was only a shade harder to read than … then 70 years ago. So hard to read him during battle but outside of it? He was book and his heartbeat was ink. And he seemed to believe … something else. That there was another Peggy Carter who had lived (still lives?) and she… she was…
Head shakes, keeping herself awake than refusing to answer his question. “Just barely. At the least how I got… how I believe I got here. Let me see your bracelet. I need to test something while I explain.”
But oh, oh, he was still stubborn and she knew matching bracelets or not – this was still her Steve. She follows, part of it wanting to make sure he doesn’t fade, the other to keep herself awake. “This … was the sort of feeling I had when they let me out of the chamber. Not quite but close.”
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alwaystheagent-blog · 8 years
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“but bell peppers are light, though admit the egg is heavy.” 
PEGGY
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“well, no. no, i didn’t. the idea of mongolian beef seemed … bland.”
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“That’s exactly why I like it, I can eat as much as I want and my stomach won’t feel heavy.”
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“do you know something your father isn’t telling me?” a smile rests on lips, “one of your favorite people.” 
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“dinner with daddy, i promise the baby sitter is fantastic, love.”
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"about 15, though i did get here after you.  i don't mind so much waiting as being told they're late. i've done my end of the bargain, they ought to do theirs."
@runawayagent
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“you’d think for the nation’s capitol, they have the subway run on time.”
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“well, no. no, i didn't. the idea of mongolian beef seemed ... bland.”
PEGGY
@ssragentjthompson
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“… it’s chinese. it’s very good.”
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“Thanks but… I think I’ll pass this time.” Jack replies glaring at her food. “Not a big fan of rice nor eggs… or chicken, mushrooms and bell peppers.” he laughs and shakes his head. “I love mongolian beef and spring rolls… did you bring those?”
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alwaystheagent-blog · 8 years
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“i apologize on that assumption, i ... i had a friend’s whose whole life was changed by a procedure. the glasses are striking.”
@glassesandcape
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“i’ve heard they have surgery for vision.”
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alwaystheagent-blog · 8 years
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“dinner with daddy, i promise the baby sitter is fantastic, love.”
@cxpsbabygirl
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“so. the cream dress or the navy?”
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alwaystheagent-blog · 8 years
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@malfcrmedsoul
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"perhaps i ought to have known what i was about to stumble into. still, an english rose can get lost."
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alwaystheagent-blog · 8 years
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@o-neverbelievewhatyoudontsee-o
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"i might be sounding insane with this notion, speaking about another world and another universe."
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alwaystheagent-blog · 8 years
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@thecaptainwiththeshield
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"we'll both take off our shoes, no harm done if we step on toes."
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@ssragentjthompson
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"... it's chinese. it's very good."
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@cxpsbabygirl
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"so. the cream dress or the navy?"
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@runawayagent
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"you'd think for the nation's capitol, they have the subway run on time."
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