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peggy carter » mcu

[mucked]

DINING ROOM »

[ turns out, it's tough to refuse a buffet.

present and accounted for in wonderland for just under a fortnight, agent peggy carter feels as though she's been through the place with several fine toothed combs. on several occasions. but has yet to uncover even a fraction of its secrets and its hidey-holes. disappointing, really.

(downright troubling, she'd say if asked in earnest.)

but at least the nosh is good. she could do without the glitzy hall; however, it's tough to argue with a dining table that'll give you want you want. ] Apple and cheddar scones. Eton mess? Oh -- wouldn't complain about a breakfast fry-up, either.

[ good god, what a delight. she'll assuage her discomfort some with an eclectic plate. do feel free to interrupt her. or simply marvel at the gusto with which she devours her meal. suspicion makes for a hungry stomach, it seems. ]

NETWORK »

[ a brief (and simple) cipher appears: ]

Wr lpsuryh lv wr fkdqjh, vr wr eh shuihfw lv wr kdyh fkdqjhg riwhq.

Bonus marks if you give me the correct attribution. Chop chop.

(ooc: prose + brackets welcome. hover the cipher for solution!)

text

[krmvgivv]

[DIPPER HOPED THIS DAY WOULD COME AND HE IS SO READY.]

Frro txrwh. L grq'w nqrz zkr vdlg lw exw L gr nqrz pb fdhvduldq vkliwv.

[mucked]

Lw'v d frcb vkliw. Dv vkliwv jr.

Fkxufkloo, eb wkh zdb.

dining room

[thevulnerability]

[ Chloe hasn't been in the mansion all that longer than Peggy, and she's definitely not handling it with the same grace. For the most part she's been buried in the library with Elena, trying to make heads or tails of anything that might point to how they got there, who brought them or - perhaps most important - how to get home.

That doesn't stop the necessities of eating and sleeping; both which Chloe is doing a lot less than is probably healthy, but she's starting to grow accustomed enough to her new surroundings that she is developing somewhat of a routine. Which is how she found herself in the dining room, taking a break from her own investigations to pick up a pretty bland plate of her own consisting of eggs, dry toast, and some fruit. ]

Do you mind some company? [ Chloe had heard Peggy's commentary, noting that the mansion sure did like to draw people from every walk of life. Plus, the way the woman is inhaling her food is pretty amusing. She seems like someone worth having a conversation with. ] I just got here a few weeks ago. I'm still getting used to this place.

[mucked]

[ although tempted to retreat into her own space, she understands the value of a connection (or three). so peggy wields her fork like a professor's pointer and gestures at the empty seat just opposite. ]

By all means. Help yourself -- quite literally, I suppose.

[ for what burden is sharing when the bounty doesn't end? that should bother her more, she supposes, but right now it's enough to sate her hunger. ]

[thevulnerability]

Kind of hard to wrap your mind around, huh? Unlimited food, whatever clothes you want. I tell you what, I could have used redecorating with a thought back home.

[ She could have saved so much time cleaning up after a seven year-old with that kind of trick. And cleaning up after her roommate, for that matter.

She takes a seat next to the woman, poking at her own, bland plate with her fork. Peggy's choice of food looks a lot more appealing. ]

I'm Chloe Decker.

[mucked]

[ -- tempted as she is to give a fake name, too many here have recognized her face. that in and of itself is a disconcerting development, but she's trying to compartmentalize. to streamline her thoughts, if possible. so: ]

Peggy Carter. [ she'd offer a hand to shake, but it seems a bit crass while eating. so, instead, she brandishes her fork in little salute. ] And although I'm not one for redecorating on a good day, I certainly can see the appeal.

[thevulnerability]

[ Chloe cracks a smile. She's liked most of the people she has met so far, and the women seemed to have such fire to them. It was something she appreciated. Maybe, eventually, they would all be able to figure out what was going on. ]

It's nice to meet you, Peggy. [ She takes a bite of her egg. At least it tastes good - exactly the way she cooks them at home. It makes her homesick for breakfasts with Trixie. ] I never had a lot of time for cleaning and decorating back home. I tried leaving it to my roommate but... that was a mistake. It's a lot easier here.

[mucked]

Truth be told, [ she makes an easy confession while spearing a bit of fried tomato. tender, it seems to slide apart on the fork. ] I can't say I've ever lived any place where the decorating wasn't done for me.

[ -- under her mother's room, school dorms, army barracks, and then a string of other peoples' flats. howard's. ]

[thevulnerability]

I've been back and forth the last few years. I lived in my mom's place for a while, and then the last place with my roommate, although her tastes were... questionable at best. [ Asking your roommate to take the sex swing down in the living room right after you move in is not a think any mother should have to do. ] This is the first time I've lived alone for about ten years. It's taking a lot of getting used to.

[ Mostly waking up at various points in the night and remembering that her daughter isn't in the room next door. That's the worst part.

Watching Peggy eat that delicious looking tomato makes her stomach rumble, and it's not a moment later that a few fried tomatoes appear on one of the platters in front of Chloe. She smiles, a little embarrassed, and moves a couple of them to her plate. ] I could definitely get used to not cooking breakfast every morning, though.

[mucked]

I can believe it. [ then, almost coy: ] A great deal about the mansion takes an awful lot of getting used to. Both the windfalls and the pitfalls.

[ another thoughtful chew. peggy chases another tomato down on her plate and uses its soft texture to paint it across a halved scone. unconventional, maybe, but she does feel a drive to slap just about anything between bread. bread makes for such a great food vehicle.

with a knowing look, she nods towards chloe's plate and the appearance of tomatoes of her own. ] Devilishly good, aren't they?

[thevulnerability]

Yeah, that's probably putting it mildly. [ Chloe smirks, finally putting some more food in her mouth. She should probably eat more. She definitely wasn't going to find a way home if she starved herself to death. ]

Weirdly good. It's not something I've ever had before. [ She takes another bite, chewing thoughtfully. ] So, uh, what did you do back home? I mean, if you don't mind me asking. [ Another bite. Now she's on a roll, and she's realized how hungry she actually is. The way she's starting to wolf it down isn't entirely different from Peggy's exuberance. ] I was a cop in Los Angeles.

[mucked]

[ fancy that. peggy does mind the question, to a degree, but understands that some lies are moot in a world were a handful of people seem to know her life's story better than she does. still, it's only fair that she fudge a few details. ]

Funnily enough? I was -- am still, I think -- a federal agent. Working, most recently, out of Los Angeles.

[ practically colleagues, us. ]

Although I was only there for a case. Otherwise, I'm based in New York.

[thevulnerability]

Really? [ There's some relief in her voice - maybe she's found a kindred spirit. LA isn't exactly obscure, but people came from all kinds of places here and there is still a relief in meeting someone from Chloe's hometown, even if Peggy's residence was temporary. ]

That's great. My partner from home is here, too. We can start a club. [ She offers a more genuine smile to Peggy now, feeling more relaxed now that they have something in common. ] Must have been a big case to bring you all the way out to LA. Are you FBI?

[mucked]

[ and here, indeed, is the rub. with a slight wince -- but understanding that there are certain freedoms taken withing law enforcement circles -- she proceeds about as honestly as she can: ] I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to say. Not until I suss out for myself what it means to keep a thing confidential across bloody universes.