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(un: p. carter )

[ Well, here we have a username that hasn't been seen on the network in a while. The video itself is, alas, distorted at the moment. It seems the device itself is being moved rather quickly from hand to hand. ]

-- bloody well doing alright by myself.

[ And then there's Peggy Carter and a native nurse who has apparently made the mistake of trying to open and hold the device for her. It's enough to get her chased out as the woman struggles to sit up. On her way out, the nurse does take a few bloodied bandages with her. ]

Well, turns out one can get promoted in their absence.

[ She holds up a file of pages, apparently her new job description. ]

Is it too much to hope that my house is still intact?

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[ a curious one, this boy. she has questions, of course she does, but there's time for those. At least he calmed down a notch. ]

It wasn't bad, though I doubt it's the same New York you remember. I liked the weather.

[ it's so much harder at California, no matter what everybody says about the heat. ]

And what have you been doing here, I wonder? Do they still have a school? They did when I was here last time.

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Oh, yeah...! It's a little like this place, but... less aliens and wizards and stuff. No, actually, there's still some of that. [He smiles, humored. Operation De-Escalate Panic, a success. And apparently once the kid's comfortable enough to talk, he's pretty social.] I've been going to school here, but I'm a little behind on the lesson plans — so I've been catching up a lot. It's pretty cool though.

Other than that? Been trying to not get into too much trouble.

My aunt'd kill me if I took advantage of not having her eagle eyes on me.

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You live with your aunt?

[ the aliens and the wizards can wait until her mind is clearer, for now she sticks to the safe questions, those who apparently reduce the babbling to a minimum. She takes another sip of juice and rolls her eyes. ]

I'd say she could count on my nephew to keep you out of trouble but the man seems to attract those wherever he goes. Iron Man, indeed.

[ tony stark apparently has an aunt, too. ]

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Oh, yeah! Me and my aunt. Yup. She's really cool — I lucked out, having her in the family.

[Honestly, when it comes to orphan kids who blame the death of their uncle on themselves, the wizards and aliens are probably safer. Go figure. But he seems pleasant enough, and he likes complimenting May, because she's one of the most badass people he knows.]

But...! I also lucked out meeting Mr. Stark! Because it's pretty cool, too. It's crazy to me that I even get to work with him, because, like... I used to run around my apartment with his mask on. You know? It's wild.

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[ well, he's all kinds of sweet, is he not? Lord help her, he does make her smile. Still, she steels her tone, points at his chest. ]

It's going to get to his head, you know that. If the man's head gets any bigger, it might explode. I'm trying to teach him some humility, you understand.

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Yeaaaah, I dunno how humble Mr. Stark can be. But he's saved me, like, twice now... So I guess he can have a few more pumps of helium into that dome.

[Peter did you just imply Tony's got a balloon head?

(Of course he did.)

... And yes, he's lying about the amount of times Tony Stark has saved his ass. But it's half-honest, because he's mainly referring to Peter Parker. Also, he finally takes a sip of the juice. Finally. Slow ass.]

Sorry if I sabotage your mission, though. I probably don't help.

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Careful, Mr. Parker, careful.

[ she says, calm and smiling and not at all terrifying, surely ]

Lest you'll become my new mission.

[ Because you really want this woman in your life, right? ]

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[He holds up his wrapped wrist.]

Hey, hey, you're beating me in some areas. Like concerning hospital visits; I just came in to get this taken off.

I should be the one keeping an eye on you!

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And how are you planning to do that, I wonder?

[ she's smiling, God help them both. ]

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[He considers the question SO VERY SERIOUSLY, hand on his chin.]

Uuuuh...

I could send people like Mr. Stark to check on you and make sure you're not getting into any tomfoolery. Or something. Oh! I can yell "this guy thinks Captain America is a no-good punk!" and see if you come running over.

... I'd be a bad covert agent-type.

[He's entirely just being a little shit, but it's a funny visual, you gotta admit.]

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I should hope my nephew knows better than to think he can guard my steps.

[ And oh lord, she rolls her eyes ]

The worst, I'm afraid. Luckily, you're more interested in robotics or physics.

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[He smiles, sipping the orange juice very politely.]

I think he'd be smart enough to stay out of your way, yeah. [That's so cool, though. Peggy Carter called him her nephew. Clearly Peter needs to file this away if Mr. Stark does anything stupid that needs to be called out.] I dunno if you'd have much faith in my robotics, either, if you met some of the stuff I've built.