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Steven Rogers – Steve Captain America   "Because a strong man who has known power all his life, may lose respect for that power, but a weak man knows the value of strength. And knows compassion."

[notafanofbeingpoked-deactivated]

Just act natural, Steve. I’m not sure what could be so hard about that. [shrugs slightly, giving a small chuckle.] Well, I was told what you were led to believe. I’m sorry about that. If it counts, I didn’t have anything to do with Director Fury’s way of handling the situation.

[nota-perfectsoldier]

'Natural' includes me being about eight inches shorter and over a hundred pounds lighter. Doesn't matter how long I've been like this, I still get this feeling that it's gonna wear off at some point. [nods once] That's not all that hard to believe. [looks to the papers and books scattered around the table, saying with his gaze on them] Catching up on what you missed?

[notafanofbeingpoked-deactivated]

[lips quirking into a small smirk, Phil shook his head slightly, slipping a paper into his book before shutting it. Crossing his arms over the table to lean against it, he nodded his head.] Well, might I suggest just walking like normal? Don’t try to be heard, because you’ll just sound like a bull bumbling through a china shop. [lifting a brow briefly, he sat up a bit more.] I’ve been back here only a few days now, taking the time to settle in again.

[nota-perfectsoldier]

[nods a bit, considering that] Easier said than done, I'm afraid. [looks back to him, smiling just slightly] I'm sure everyone will be glad that you're back. Especially with what we were lead to believe happened.

[notafanofbeingpoked-deactivated]

[Sitting in the library, Phil let out a breath. Pushing up the glasses on his nose rather than bother with contacts, he flipped to a new page of his book, wasting the day away reading up on information he missed during his recovery. Glancing up when he heard a noise, Phil’s attention returned to the book, not looking up again when he heard the sounds of someone approaching.] You would think that the common courtesy of quiet in a library, even one as unusual as this, would still apply. I could hear you from a mile away. [He spoke up, tone dry but almost teasing, though there wasn’t a change in his straight expression as he glanced up to see who approached.]

[nota-perfectsoldier]

[chuckles just slightly at Phil's comment, moving to take a seat across the table from where he's sitting, not taking offense to what Phil said and his own tone teasing when he speaks] See, people usually complain when I enter a room too quietly so I figured I'd try a new tactic. Good to know I over-did it this time. [drops his voice to a mock whisper as he settles into the chair] When did you officially get back?

[nota-perfectsoldier]

Text To: Steve Rogers

Peggy: I mean you need more substantial evidence. I.E. You have to see me in said shirts on several occasions to come to a valid conclusion.

Steve: Ah. So I'm taking it that the nights you have spent over here don't count?

[pippaxndrews]

[sticks out his hand to shake Steve’s, pausing mid handshake] Woah woah woah, back up just a there. You’re Steve as in Captain America, Steve Rodgers? [shakes his head in an attempt to compose himself] It’s an honor sir. Sam Wilson, 58th pararescue squadron. 

[nota-perfectsoldier]

[shrugs one shoulder, smiling a bit] Yeah– though most people just call me Steve. They haven't started adding 'Captain America' to the end of my drivers license or anything, which I hope doesn't happen. [finishes the handshake, nodding once] Good to meet you, Sam. Mind me asking how SHIELD tracked you down?

[bionicallybucky-blog]

[whistles low under his breath] Well, I guess they certainly picked the right guy to wear the striped spandex, that’s for sure. Can’t imagine anyone else trying to do for their country what you did. [fiddles with the cloth between his fingers] Did, uh…did ‘he’ get shipped out before or after you? [mentally scolds himself for still having trouble referring to his past self in the first person] Sorry, by the way, for asking all this stuff. I’m just trying to…I dunno. Trying to paint a picture of all the stuff I’ve forgotten, I guess. 

[nota-perfectsoldier]

[shrugs slightly] Plenty of men did– they went and fought and we won the war because of them. I'm just one of the few that shoulders the credit for it. [pauses for a moment, his expression becoming reassuring] Don't be sorry for asking questions. I wanna help in whatever way I can, and if it's answering questions you can keep 'em coming for as long as you want. But he got shipped out before me. It wasn't until after he left that I got chosen for the experiment and then I had to wait even longer to actually get to Europe so I could start doing my part.

[bionicallybucky-blog]

[nods slowly] I can get behind that ideology, definitely. Sounds like you were taking on a lot of responsibility, though. Didn’t you ever get tired of always defending other people? [raises an eyebrow] You tried to enlist five times? Jesus, why?

[nota-perfectsoldier]

[shakes his head] No, because it's the right thing to do. [chuckles slightly, nodding] Excessive, I know. But there were men who were putting our country before themselves; shipping out to fight for our freedom and the freedom for other countries to make their own choices. I wasn't– I'm not any better than they were, so I wanted to do my part. And I was determined to get shipped out, so I did everything I could think to make it happen.

[laurabbarton-deactivated2015060]

[nota-perfectsoldier]

Text To: Steve Rogers

Peggy: I don't think you have enough evidence of that, to be quite honest.

Steve: Wait, what do you mean?

[nota-perfectsoldier]

Text To: Steve Rogers

Peggy: I'd say so. He looks really nice in white T-Shirts. Simple yet very effective. I think I have a few of his stashed under my bed, actually.

Steve: Really? I think it's safe to say you look better in them than he does.

[nota-perfectsoldier]

Text To: Steve Rogers

Peggy: It's okay, let's just make sure that never happens again. Fury was NOT pleased with me that day. I think I've heard of that frozen man, actually. He's kind of fit, if you ask me.

Steve: It won't, I assure you. Is he? I don't see it.

[bionicallybucky-blog]

[chuckles too] Why’d you get into so many fights? I can’t really picture you as, like, the instigator of an argument. [goes back to rubbing at the red star with the rag while he talks] How’d you end up with the Captain America title, anyway? You volunteer or did they just randomly pull your name out of a hat?

[nota-perfectsoldier]

Because people needed someone to tell them that they can't just push other people around. I could– can't really stop myself from doing that sort of stuff. It's just not right when someone who can't really hold their own gets pushed around by someone else. [adjusts his position on the floor for a moment, making himself more comfortable] I volunteered, in a way. Dr. Erskine noticed me at one of the enlistment offices, the fifth one I'd been to, and pulled my file. He figured out how many times I'd tried to get myself in the army and thought I'd be a good fit for the first in his 'super soldier' experiment.

[nota-perfectsoldier]

Text To: Steve Rogers

Peggy: Don't mention it. Besides, we can't have another mishap of last time. I almost fell asleep standing up when I had the decaf tea for breakfast. Rosie Riveter! Yes, thank you. Oh I have no doubt that they'd get on excellently. Adding Rosie, Shakespeare and the Queen in the group would be a amazing. One can dream.

Steve: I'm still sorry about that, by the way. I don't doubt that they'll all find there way at some point. Crazier things have happened- people being frozen in ice for 70 years and then waking up with no major health issues, for example.

[nota-perfectsoldier]

Text To: Steve Rogers

Peggy: Do you need me to send you a picture of the box for when you pick it up? Actually I'll do that either way, just to be safe. Not this time, Chaucer and Shakespeare's schedules seldom match up as of late. Something to do with them both being dead… who knows. But actually, I don't have a Shakespeare pair :( it's on my 'to-get' list, though, along with the Queen and that one American woman… what's her name? She flexes one arm and wears a bandana.

Steve: Thanks. And I'm sorry to hear that they don't get to see each other very often, that must be tough for both of them. Rosie the Riveter. It's too bad you don't have a pair with her on them, for some reason I have this feeling that she'd get along with Margaret Thatcher.

[bionicallybucky-blog]

Didn’t seem to do me much good back here. Most of SHIELD thinks I’m liable to snap at any moment. I’m too “unstable” and “erratic.” [uses air quotes. Can’t help but feel proud of himself for actually remembering something, even if it’s just a partial memory] I made you ride it? Weird, I had you pegged as the leader, ‘cuz of your whole…captain thing.

[nota-perfectsoldier]

[chuckles just slightly, shaking his head] The only thing I ever really lead us into was a fight– even before the war. You were the one that made sure I had fun every now and then. Plus, [shrugs a bit] I haven't always been Captain America. It only happened because I got a lucky break.

[nota-perfectsoldier]

Text To: Steve Rogers

Peggy: I like to believe he's a rather reasonable man, I'm sure he will understand if you just explain the situation. I like the idea of us being in the company of important men of history. I'll have to bring over my pair with Margaret Thatcher, though, so I won't feel so alone with all you men. Oh! Maybe one day Shakespeare will join us.

Steve: If you're inviting her as well I suppose I'll have to pick up more tea- you finished off your supply of it last time you were here. Does Shakespeare have plans with Geoffrey Chaucer or something?

[nota-perfectsoldier]

Text To: Steve Rogers

Peggy: Sounds like a plan. I have a lot of assignments that should keep me busy for the weekend, but after that I should have some spare time. No, it probably just seems that way because I steal your shirts and then bring over some of my favourite socks. Next visitors should be Albert Einstein and Winston Churchill.

Steve: Just come over whenever you can, you're always welcome. Thank you for the warning that Einstein and Churchill will be joining us, I'll make sure the place is especially clean. I've never met Einstein, but it's been a while since I've seen Churchill. Hopefully he'll forgive me for not keeping in touch.