Steven G. Rogers (
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milliways_bar2021-06-29 12:33 pm
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er... hello again
There are doors and then there are Doors.
Steve was not looking for a Door. It wasn't even on his mind. But once he steps through it, his breath catches a little and his eyes well up.
He's been gone a long time.
"Bar," he says as he gets onto a stool, "a chocolate egg cream, please."
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[ooc: A quick explainer.]
Steve was not looking for a Door. It wasn't even on his mind. But once he steps through it, his breath catches a little and his eyes well up.
He's been gone a long time.
"Bar," he says as he gets onto a stool, "a chocolate egg cream, please."
Coming right up.
[ooc: A quick explainer.]
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Zinda's out of uniform today, but she's got a black leather jacket emblazoned with a yellow and black logo hanging over the back of her stool. "Even longer since I found a place that could make it."
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"Steve Rogers. Nice to meet you."
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"You look kinda familiar. Ever been to Gotham when you aren't hanging around the end of the universe?"
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He shakes her hand, also firmly.
"I've never been, no. I spent most of my time in DC or New York until recently. Home is Europe now. "
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"No kiddin'?"
She's got a cold bottle of beer; she lifts it in a brief toast. "I spent some time in Europe, myself, but, well – "
She laughs again. "It was a while ago. I hope you're there under better circumstances than I was."
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She looks intently at him for a long second, then slaps her knee in cheery recognition. "Well, butter my butt 'n call me a biscuit. I knew I knew that face! I saw it in a couple pictures. You're Bucky's Steve, right? From the Howlin' Commandos?"
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"He's a peach, that Bucky Barnes. Well, heck, Steve Rogers, I feel like I know you already, he talks about you so much."
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He says, "On the other hand, I don't know you at all. You fought in the war, too?"
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She tosses him a crisp salute, her smile white and flashing. "Flew with the Blackhawks; independent resistance squadron. Lady Blackhawk, they called me."
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She waves her beer bottle in a lazy gesture. "By the time I joined up, they were headquartered on a lil' island in the Pacific, but we saw action all over the European theater."
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Even after Rogers orders the most New York thing ever. That just makes him grin a little.
He is not getting any homework done at ALL.
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He says, "Queens?"
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"Hey."
Not a confirmation or denial. Just a greeting. He is still keeping his hero identity separate from his non-hero one. Mostly.
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"Um - you - uh, you look like you've been here before." That doesn't sound stupid, right?
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"I'm Peter." Still not freaking out. Nope. Totally normal over here. (Lies. All the lies. There's definitely a little freaking out.)
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"Do you know Bucky from the bar?"
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"I do. I dunno if he's the same Bucky from my timeline, but he seems to sorta be from about the same point in time." Hope you like science Steve!
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He's mentioned Bucky and Tony now. There's no doubt in Steve's mind -- "You were the kid in Berlin, weren't you? Spider-Man?"
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