ANARCHY!

@justicescreaming continued from here: (x)

Steve turned off the water and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist before heading out to the bedroom.

"Sorry, Sweetheart, I didn't catch that." He said, when he'd gotten in the shower Peggy had been asleep.

"Did I wake you?"

Steve didn't stop her from pulling away, though it did break his heart. When he'd first come home Steve had held Peggy and comforted her through her nightmares and her struggle to believe that he was here for good faded with time.

But things were different now.

Standing, Steve went to make her some tea, if nothing else he could offer her that.

While the water boiled, he turned back to Peggy.

"What does your gut tell you to do?"

"It tells me to trust you," she said honestly. "It always wants me to trust you because I love you. And that's why I'm worried about listening to it. Because loving you clouds my judgment."

Steve nodded, it made sense, if he was in her shoes he'd probably have the same reservations.

"When Howard gets here I'll have you two chat, maybe he and a few of our friends can vouch for me." It was sort of ridiculous that Steve needed other people to convince his wife that he could be trusted, but after everything they'd been through with the war and with each other, he couldn't really blame her.

"For now, let's try to be as normal as possible. Your tea should be ready in a minute."

"Friends?" she repeated. "I know I spend plenty of time with Howard and Mr. Jarvis." She smiled briefly. "It's nice to have another person from the home country to talk to. Someone who understands. But what other friends?"

Right, she wouldn't remember the friends they had made, or the old friends from the war who made it home.

"Well, for starters, Mrs. Ana Jarvis, she adores you. Angie when she's not busy touring... Dum Dum and a few of the other howling Commandos keep in touch. Those friends, Peg."

"Well given the way Edward speaks of her, I'm sure Ana is lovely," Peggy smiled. "I'm so glad to know we kept in touch with Angie. I liked living with her quite a bit. Even if I did have to lie to her a bit too often for my taste." The last name made her tear up. "They're still alive? They all made it out with us?"

@justicescreaming

Does anyone know a post apocalyptic veterinarian?!?!

If you throw up on me, I'm turning you into a blanket to wrap Hope in

When you ask your FBF to watch your glass so the men don't poison you and she decides to try alcohol for the first time the second your back is turned.

"Why did I think I could trust you with literally anything?"

"Even you deserve some time away every once and a while," the Doctor told Peggy as he programmed the coordinates into the TARDIS. "So, I'm taking us to a beach, the perfect place to relax in the summer."

"A beach? Do I look like a beach type of person?" She didn't move to stop him but it did seem a bit ridiculous. "I'm going to turn into a lobster."

"Hopper is fine kid," he replied. He usually preferred sheriff with strangers but not at home. Especially not around El. "Anyway, dinner'll be a few minutes. Have fun wit the puzzle."

"Hopper got it for me two months ago," El replied as she brought over the board she used to work on her puzzle. It was a 2,000 piece puzzle of brightly colored birds with the pieces cut into animal shapes. "Do you like puzzles?" She had gotten the edges put together but most of the middle was still missing.

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"Not usually how I refer to law enforcement," Billy said to himself. When he'd been in the accident, he had to admit, he mostly referred to cops with screams of fury and terror, but he did eventually calm down. Now it was more all cops are bastards but calling them Sheriff or Officer to their face so he wouldn't get in trouble.

"So, you call him 'Hopper,' too?" Billy asked. He shuffled into a seat, and glanced over the puzzle. It was pretty big, but not very much done. "Uh, my family's more into horror movies, but it's good to keep your hands busy, I guess. Two months?"

"Yeah," El replied with a shrug. He was Hopper. Why would she call him anything else? "I haven't seen many horror movies. Hopper thinks they will scare me too much. But sometimes I get bored working on puzzles. Where is your family?"

"why did you turn it into a small car if you don't know how to make it big again?" Charmaine demanded.

"I can't carry a big car Charmaine. I'm just a little fox."

Charmaine shifted Beck so her hands were under her forelegs and most of her body was left to dangle down. But it forced the fox to look her in the eye. "You are a giant pain in my ass is what you are," she said firmly. "Also we have a spaceship, why do we need a car?"

Charmaine rolled her eyes as Beck threw her tantrum. "Do you really think I haven't thought this through?" she asked. "I'm a professional, thank you very much. What do you think I have been doing for the last month and a half? We have access to the guns. There is no way for them to gas us with just a switch. I have a pilot who is going to program this bitch to get us home. I also have people to take care of cryosleep. I have covered all the details. You just need to stay here until I come get you."

Beck listened as much as her growing annoyance would allow. Why hadn't Charmaine told her about any of this? She hadn't asked for her help or involved her at all. If she'd have known she could have... Could have what? This deep in space she still couldn't use her powers.

Oh god. She'd never told Charmaine about---well anything.

As close at they were, they spent very little time talking about their lives back on Earth. At least not the deeply personal parts of it. Beck never thought it would matter. Not once had she ever entertained the idea of making it back home.

"I... Ok." She mumbled, taking a seat on the bed. Suddenly her mind was swimming, and she couldn't have formed an argument if she tried. "I'll stay here."

Charmaine let out a relieved sigh. She had been worried she would have to knock Beck out. The young woman would have been very upset if that happened. And Charmaine didn't want any more fights.

"Good. Stay here. I promiswe I'll come get you when it's safe. But I don't want you leaving the cell until I come for you, okay? No matter what you hear, you stay on that bed."

"Good for nothing fox is more like it," she said with a half smile as she scratched Beck's ears. "I know it can't be a gun beause you hate when I use those. You're too excited for it to be mundane like medical supplies. So what is it?"

"A car! They had a big car out in the desert and I got it!" The fox cackled an inhuman laugh. "Of course I had to make it a little car first, but when I learn how to change it back to a big car, we'll have a car!"

"why did you turn it into a small car if you don't know how to make it big again?" Charmaine demanded.

Narvi had grown up neck deep in the palace. He was used to ordering staff aroud without a second thought. But his sister's quiet admonishment had him ducking his head. "Yes, my apologies. Hello all. Could you please get somthig for my sister to eat? She's quite hungry."

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Hel waited for him to take her unsubtle hint and nodded firmly as he course corrected. Her smile resumed, though she lingered behind him, shy like a small child, hidden behind her mother's skirts. The kitchenstaff seemed to share silent conversation - eyes lingering and heads turned - before they hurried themselves in preparation of food; Pans greased and stoves warmed.

They reached for vegetables. No milk, no eggs, no meat. A familiarity that didn't need to be spoken. This was not the first time they'd catered to her tastes. But happily, they didn't seem to mind the sudden request.

Narvi's smile wasn't dimmed at all as he watched the cooks move around with the precision of a well oiled machine. "Has my brother come wandering in at all?"

"No, my lord prince," a younger kitchen maid said as she set out the food. "Do you require anything to eat?"

"Not now," he replied, waving her away. The sight of his sister next to him reminded him of his manners. "But thank you for the offer."

It was half luck and half quick reflexes that allowed Charmaine to catch Beck in midair. "What did you do that I have to make you fix? Don't lie to me."

"I'm such a good fox!" And yet the tone and the rapidly wagging tail implied anything but. "I'm a very good fox. Guess what I found for us? Guess!"

"Excuse me? You give me my fox back now!"

"Charmaine!" There was so much joy in that single word. A heartbeat later, she began to launch herself up off the ground repeatedly---meeting her friend's eyes only to fall back to the earth a second later. "Charmaine! Charmaine! Hi!"

It was half luck and half quick reflexes that allowed Charmaine to catch Beck in midair. "What did you do that I have to make you fix? Don't lie to me."

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Come back and control your fox. I don't want her anymore lmao.

"Excuse me? You give me my fox back now!"

//I lied about replies. I'm lurking but not writing tonight

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((OOC: This is a starter for @justicescreaming and their Peggy Carter muse.))

The Doctor walked out of the TARDIS and looked around. He wasn't entirely sure where he landed. It looked like an abandoned building of some sort, but he didn't know that for a fact. However, he didn't see anyone around, so he figured it was safe to explore a bit.

He walked down a hall and turned a corner and ran into a woman. It was the first person he had seen there, so he was a bit surprised but he raised his hands as the woman pointed a gun at him. "Hello," he smiled, "I'm the Doctor. What's your name?"

This place was supposed to be off limits. So when she heard the strange noise, Peggy went up to see what was going on. She was not prepared for what she found there. "I have your title," she replied in a clipped voice. I would like your name."

"I just gave you my name. I'm the Doctor," he told her, keeping his hands raised as he watched her closely. "What's your name? And what is this place? Sorry, I'm a bit of a traveler. Was just making my way through."

"You've made your way into a restricted area and I want to know how," she retorted. "I"m Agent Carter. You need to start answering my questions or you're going to be in quite a bit of trouble. "

"I am answering your questions," he told her, "Like I said, just a traveler, making my way through." It wasn't really a lie per say, in fact it was actually quite truthful. He just happened to be leaving out some of the details. "I didn't realize where I was. In fact, I still don't realize where I am. Where are we? What's so restricted about this place? It looked like a normal building."

"A traveler shouldn't have access to this building," Peggy replied. "There are security protocols to prevent that." How did he manage to get here and not know where he was? "This the headquarters of SHIELD. How do you not know that?"

"It certainly didn't look like headquarters of any kind," the Doctor told her, "Wait, SHIELD? I've heard of that somewhere." He thought for a moment. "Do you have any connections with UNIT in the U.K.? If you ask them about the Doctor, you'll find out everything you need to know."

"Well if we made it look like headquarters that would defeat the purpose of it being a secret," Peggy pointed out. She raised an eyebrow at his words. "We have contacts with them, yes. If you're so sure they'll vouch for you, you won't mind following me to my office while I call them."

"I'd be happy to," he told her as he followed her lead. He was very certain they'd vouch for him. Nobody on Earth knew more about the Doctor than UNIT, even in this time period.

Peggy led the way to her office, proudly proclaiming her to be the head of SHIELD. "Sit," she gestured as she picked up her phone and dialed the number for you UNIT.

The Doctor sat down. He knew it was early days for UNIT, but he also knew his third face would have already worked for UNIT by that time period, perhaps even left and regenerated into his fourth by then. He knew this would be cleared up quickly.

Peggy glanced at him as she heard an answer on the other end of the line. "This is Director Carter," she stated. "I need to speak to the Brigadier. Yes, I'll hold." She pursed her lips as she waited for an answer. Finally she got an answer. "Brigadier," she greeted. "I have a man here calling himself The Doctor. He claims to know you." She listened quietly for a moment then looked at the Doctor. "He says I'm to ask you to see your sonic screwdriver."

The Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver for her to look at. "It's a bit more advanced than the one he'd have seen last, but I do have it here." It was a bit of an odd request, even from the Brigadier. He figured there had to be a better way of identifying himself. Still, it was as good as anything and if it's what worked, then so be it.

Peggy looked the strange device over. "I'm sorry, it doesn't work on wood?" she asked into the phone. She looked at the doctor. "he says it works on anything but wood."

//PLease know that while I'm doing all my replies, I have two obsessions right now and they are The Pitt and Star Trek Discovery and if you let me indulge either one, I will go feral. In a good way. I think

She took another deep breath, listening to hi words. Her magic was a current that wanted to flow through her. She just had to let it go. Kendra lifted her hand and let the power flow through her. A sharp feeling flowed through her, turning into energy as she blasted the target. She grinned at Leo. "I did it!"

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Leo’s face broke into a smile. He looked from the scorched target back to Kendra, his blue eyes bright with relief. "You didn't just do it," he corrected, stepping closer and gesturing toward the mark she’d left. "You stayed centered. Did you feel the difference? There was no kickback, no struggle. That was all you."

He folded his arms, leaning back slightly against a nearby wooden pillar. "Most witches spend years trying to force their magic to obey, but you're already learning the hardest part: the surrender. When you stop fighting yourself, the power stops fighting you." He paused. "Now, the trick is holding onto that feeling when things get chaotic. It’s easy to find the flow in a quiet room, but out there, when a demon is shimmering in or a spell goes sideways, the 'storm' comes back fast. Want to try it again? This time, I want you to try to hit the target without looking directly at it. Trust your senses, not just your eyes."

Kendra preened at his words. She couldn't help but feel pride at mastering something that took so many others so long. It was good to know that she was a quick study.

Kendra frowned at his next command. It was true that hitting a target in a fight was very different from just playing around with her whitelighter. "yeah. Yeah, I can do that," she nodded. She didn't feel very ready for such a task but she tried to remember that Leo was here for a reason. His job was to help protect her. "Okay, close my eyes and concentrate. This is easy, right?"

El looked at Hopper. "He's worried we'll step on the rabbit," he explained. She nodded. "You want to get that puzzle you were working on? You two can do it together. I'll get dinner." El's eyes turned to Billy's. Above her head, Hopper gave Billy a sharp look.

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Billy held up his hand, showing he heard and understood. He was good at puzzles, great at them, really. Well, mental puzzles, but a jigsaw one wasn't all that different. "How long have you been doing this puzzle?"

"And thank you for dinner, Mr. Hopper. Or Sheriff. I've only met one sheriff before, he preferred the title."