mucked: (☂ we weren't just feeling)
Peggy Carter ([personal profile] mucked) wrote in [personal profile] directed 2017-10-20 05:21 pm (UTC)

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[ in the end, it's easier to watch the dreariness settle itself like a familiar mantle on rip's shoulders. this, she knows. this, she can watch in relative comfort. although it doesn't stop her from tilting another considerable mouthful of scotch down her throat.

here's a path they keep taking. one sitting across from the other. talking, testing, tugging at straws. it happened when they first met and it's happened every time since -- barring the too-easy affection struck up between whitechapel and lambeth. and maybe that's another reason to be so caustic tonight. guilt touches the pair of them. she's not so stony that she doesn't feel the cut of what she's just done. of course, she doesn't much regret it either -- it had to be done, she tells herself, in order to stave off that strange rosy warmth that was both too much and nothing like what they'd shared during the event.

and as for the day on the firing range? well. ]


You're right. We never did discuss it.

[ and peggy isn't so desperate to vindicate herself that she will rush to explain her actions. or inactions, as the case may be. more importantly, she's been taught better than to answer questions that haven't even been asked.

that, along with making inroads to friendship, is one of the fastest ways to say more than what's intended. ]

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