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memery. ([personal profile] dousing) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2017-04-19 07:51 pm



So you're a bit of a mess. Or you're stumbling upon a mess. What happened? There's blood everywhere, what the hell? Is it your blood, animal blood, the blood of someone you murdered? Hell, maybe you ran out of tampons. Anyway, no matter how it got there, you're (or someone you know is) covered in blood. Can it be explained away? If not, is someone going to prison? The hospital? Going to die of blood loss? Get in trouble for playing catch with the blood bags? Man, we don't know. The point is you have a mess to clean up. Or roll around in gleefully, you nasty fucks.

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[personal profile] shieldborne 2017-05-04 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
[He smiles up at her as she catalogues her history of injuries, eyes sparkling a little.] Hitting a wall, huh? What, the guy you were aiming for ducked just in time?

[He's noticed the temper. Probably it's one of the things he likes about her. He can relate to righteous indignation, and, if he's honest, he can relate to slow-burning rage, too.

He huffs at the compliment, ears turning pink in the low light of her quarters.]
It's not exactly the same face, but thanks.

...and that's a trick question. [He complains, going a little redder when she touches his hand. He holds still, though, only withdrawing when she pulls back first.] There's no right answer there, you can't fool me that easy. Just promise you'll let me help if you need backup when you change the dressings.

[Sitting back on his heels, he studies her earnestly, unconsciously puppyish.] I've got your back, Peggy, and I know you've got mine. You don't have to thank me.
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[personal profile] the_codebreaker 2017-05-05 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Actually, yes, he did. Although I might not have landed the swing on my intended target, I can safely say it was still effective. I don't believe I've ever seen a grown man turn tail as quickly as he would when he'd catch sight of me. [She doesn't bother to hide the gratification or the amusement in her voice.

Settling her palms down against the mattress to rest at the side of her hips Peggy watches him for a moment, studying his features, but making it a point not to stare. She doesn't want to make him uncomfortable. Though she isn't sure she hasn't done so already.]

Smart man. Seems you've picked up a few pointers about how to talk to women. [Whether it came from spending time with the other men, or from those floozy dancers he toured with, she refuses to ask. And her statement isn't to provoke him, either. Just an observation.

A small smile tugs at the corners of her lips and she nods without any hesitation in promise.]
You have my word, Steve.

[Somewhat nervously she shifts the weight leaning from one hand to the other before managing to slowly sit up straight.] I know I don't have to thank you. [The color rushes to her cheeks as she reaches an arm out, fingers carefully but firmly curling around the collar of Steve's jacket to give a light tug towards her.] Simply put; I want to. [Her words are barely above a whisper in the off chance someone, somehow, could hear the two of them, now. Hopefully, she wishfully thinks, he's had enough pointers to catch her drift.]
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[personal profile] shieldborne 2017-05-06 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd have liked to have seen that. [He looks genuinely delighted by this story. It doesn't matter what the guy did to offend Peggy; he's sure he deserved the scare, and pleased to celebrate her victory. She's ready to take on the world, like him, and a damn sight more effective at it, even now.

He blushes faintly at the comment, and shrugs.]
Talking to women got a little easier when I realized it's not that different from talking to anyone else.

[Particularly with her. They're in the same fight, and that means they have the same interests. It might get trickier again if they both last out the war and get to go home. But then, everything will be trickier after what they've been through. No point fretting about it now, while there's so much work left to do.

He returns her smile, but when she takes hold of his jacket and tugs him closer, it falls away to be replaced by surprise. Probably if he wanted to resist her pull, he could, as strong as he is, but he's pliant at the moment, more than happy to go where she wants him to be.

And he catches her drift, as evidenced by the intensification of his blush and the flare of his pupils. He swallows hard, with a faint click, and takes a breath.]

There's probably some rule against officers fraternizing in another officer's quarters. [He murmurs softly, but his face is close to hers now, and he's watching her raptly.]

...But it's not like it's the first time we've bent the rules, is it? [He smiles again, perfectly still with one hand on the mattress beside her, the other on his knee. It's not his place to close the gap and initiate a kiss. Not with Peggy. She's too important for him to get this wrong. But he gives a subtle little shiver, hoping.]