Sousa advances forward, crutch creaking as he swivels closer: “You haven’t?” He’s pensive, thoughtful for a moment. It’s then that he lets himself REALLY look at her. It takes a bad day for Daniel to look like shit, but for Peggy... she must have been through some minuscule doorway to Hell.
“There’s a couch in my office. Have a go at it. Chief’s orders. See Rose for those sleep aids that she keeps in her purse.”
He almost turns away, but he’s inclined to lean on his crutch for a sec more.
[text]: I came back and almost ran over two people passed out in my driveway I've never met before in my life
texts from last night meme 2 (nsfw)
{ Text;; Carter, P };; Welcome to the 21st century, where kids spend most of their time drinking and passed out in strangers’ lawns. { Text;; Carter, P };; You should’ve sprayed ‘em with freezing cold water.
“I am not certain I ever thought I would wear one.” He answered wryly. “But if our subterfuge is to be believable, I was in need of one. Mr. Stark kindly paid for it.” It was far more expensive than any other piece of clothing he owned and that fact rather made him nervous. He just hoped that he would be a help and not a stumbling block on this particular mission.
“Hi, Peg. Romanova told me… told me I should probably stop calling. She’s right, of course.” A chuckle, “I don’t want her to be, I-… I love you, Peggy. Always will. When I get wherever you’re at, meet me at the bar. I still owe you a slow dance.” A long pause, and then the sounds of a record spinning on a needle.
Georgia, Georgia,The whole day throughJust an old sweet songKeeps Georgia on my mind
I said GeorgiaGeorgiaA song of youComes as sweet and clearAs moonlight through the pines
Send me ‘✂’ and my muse will kill yours. Right now. Brutally, horribly, bloody. Just do it.
He had heard tales, read files. Apparently people adored this woman. Ultron couldn’t see why. she was average. But he had no opinion on her.
All he knew was that he hated her. It was nothing personal. She was just human. And humans were horrid.
Besides. Her death would upset a more powerful enemy. Send him into despair… humans were dealt with easier that way. Ultron watched her curiously, head cocked to the side as she wriggled in his grasp. Fought against him even though there was no possible way of winning.
It was funny. “Peggy Carter.”
She stopped… she looked up at those soulless optics.
“I love you. Goodbye.”
The words didn’t mean anything. Not like she had a moment to think them over as he released her… and sent her plummeting to her death. The sound of a body hitting the ground was an interesting one. Not exactly what he thought it’d be.
The automaton leaned over the edge, scanning the corpse for life signs. None. Just blood. Spilled brain matter. Organs. It was disgusting. So logically he jumped down, landing on her.
Maria blushed at such a statement, though she
knew it to be true; she was one of the few who
knew just how to put Howard Stark in his place
and do so without repercussion.
“I want you to know that I am only ‘sweet’ with people I respect and enjoy
the company of. I hope you know that I enjoy your company very much.”
Again, she gave Peggy’s hand a gentle squee-
ze, a saddened look coming over her again as
she shook her head ever so slightly. Maria ha-
d never loved anyone before Howard, so he w-
as all she’d ever known.
“Things take time, sì? It may seem hard now, but I have a feeling that thi-
ngs will get better for you, Miss Peggy. You are too much of a wonderful
woman and human being to not find someone who will love you for you.”
