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Steve. I think something's wrong with Sam.
He isn't replying to my messages. We talk every day. I thought he was just busy on his trip. He's not gone. I feel him.
I still feel him. But he's not.
What if he's? If he's? Hurt? In danger.
Steve. Do you know where he is? What can I do?
Edited 2022-07-06 12:22 (UTC)
[last time she saw steve—it was bad. wanda messages him simply because she finds herself not wanting to reach out to anyone else (or having no one else to reach out to, really), but this is important to her.
maybe it's not the message steve would expect.]
[yeah, she's avoiding the elephant in the room.]
maybe it's not the message steve would expect.]
It's Peter birthday.
[yeah, she's avoiding the elephant in the room.]
Edited 2022-08-11 16:15 (UTC)
[Sometime shortly after their business on Sylvcres is concluded, Steve will receive a text imprint from Petra— she had wavered back and forth a bit on reaching out, but had ultimately decided that what she had overheard might be something he would know more about, or at least have a vested interest in.]
Hello, this is Petra.
I was wondering if you were having a few minutes to talk? There is something that has been nagging at me since our time on the island.
Hello, this is Petra.
I was wondering if you were having a few minutes to talk? There is something that has been nagging at me since our time on the island.
[she's checked up on some of the others, and so far everyone's responded to her. she knows matt is not around, and that leaves—]
[if he is also gone, then she hopes that this is getting through. if it doesn't, she will try again a couple minutes later.]
[and again and again, until he does see her message.]
Steve?
[if he is also gone, then she hopes that this is getting through. if it doesn't, she will try again a couple minutes later.]
Steve, are you okay?
[and again and again, until he does see her message.]
Edited 2023-02-24 19:03 (UTC)
WE'VE GOT A LOCATION[ because they've been keeping each other as up-to-date as possible, but with everything, communication has been sparse the last couple of days. enough so that sam's been worried, but hasn't wanted to press it. but this - this gives him a direction, something to work with. ]
WORKING OUT HOW TO GET THROUGH ITS DEFENSES
BUT WE'RE COMING TO GET Y'ALL
WHAT'S YOUR STATUS? HOW'S EVERYONE DOING?
TALK TO ME, STEVE
So. Can I ask a favor? Because this long distance thing really sucks.
Edited 2023-05-06 16:00 (UTC)
[Steve will never no, but he has the honor of being the only guy Nero's ever reached out to first that wasn't because he was dying.]
Hey, Boy Scout. Still kickin'? You get home okay?
Hey, Boy Scout. Still kickin'? You get home okay?
Hello Steve, it's Istredd. Do you have a minute? I technically owe you, but I'll owe you another because I have a favor to ask.
O Captain! My Captain!
I’m sure you’ve heard that one quite a lot, or consider me terribly wrong in what I've heard about you with my boldness imparted. It has been a couple months now. I should confess that I got a glimpse of what could have been a star-spangled shield when we were interconnected. It may me wonder. It had not been my intention to take. I will not ask, unless you wish to tell me on your own free will. In displays of heightened offerings, some have reached for memories. It was a mere glance, I promise. I am fully aware what a vampire’s sensuality can arise, but I'll preserve modesty. I wanted to formally thank you, and perhaps even if I let the ink sink into the pages a thousand times over, it may never truly be enough parchment to display my gratitude. Not everyone would offer their blood up to a vampire. I’ll let you in on a little insight of my past, since it’s only fair considering I know what your blood tastes like.
I once owned a club in my prime days, but it didn’t last but a mere seven years. The big war had come, and it had been only the first. We thought it would be the only one. Truthfully, I wish it had been the war that ended it. Unfortunately, it had been rather skin deep in those days for me. Regardless, I preserve what those days brought, and with it is a piece of Storyville. You’ll find a green gated door leading into a courtyard, where it’ll be what my home once was. Sometimes, all we want to be is a little alive. I intend this for the ones who’d been taken. It is an experience indescribable, but it is in us. I would like to honor we did make it out where the center of a celebration isn't a gala for an execution. However, I would respect if you wish to leave it be.
I am hosting a gathering at my domain on May 24th in the evening. I want to personally invite you to attend, but if you don’t wish to, then I wholeheartedly offer an invitation for the future if you ever want to drop by. I admit I find myself wanting to know more of you, Steve. If not here, then at some point allow me to properly say thank you while we are both back to our full health. I do hope you have found your strength once again.
Best Regards,
Louis de Pointe du Lac
I assume you've been to see the rifts? I need an escort.
It took me a while to get back to this, with everything that's been happening. A while back I headed back to where we had found the mechanical lizard, and I found another one. Dead. But with more metal parts.
I figured I could just bring it back to life.
[you know, normal day-to-day stuff.]
And use my magic to figure out its place of origin. It had been experimented on — a lot, Steve, and in a lab environment... in a cave. It wasn't anything like what you'd find in Solvunn. My take is that whoever was conducting these experiments, it was somewhere near the borders of Solvunn. The Badlands, the Free Cities. But I also don't know that any of these experiments were bad in nature.
That goes beyond what I could see.
By the way, I gave all this information to Altaïr and Hilda already, so you might want to check in with them. I don't know if they'll follow-up on this.
[the package is non-descript, but it's definitely big enough to pique the curiosity of the recipient as to open it as soon as possible. it's been checked through, tied up back into its box after the fact. inside, an amount of homemade goods have been stacked atop each other: candles, soaps, and moisturizing lotions. this would already spell out who it is from, if a similar package has been received, in the past.
a neat box lies at the bottom, though, and once unwrapped, it'll reveal a leather-bound sketchpad with a series of writing tools he could use. to write, to draw or even paint, the paper will handle the strain.
a small note sits under the box.]
a neat box lies at the bottom, though, and once unwrapped, it'll reveal a leather-bound sketchpad with a series of writing tools he could use. to write, to draw or even paint, the paper will handle the strain.
a small note sits under the box.]
Happy Winter Solstice.
𝓦anda 𝓜aximoff
[Viktor's package arrives in plain brown paper, the wax seal indicating the sender.
Inside is a smaller-than-palm-sized metal box with a button. Emerging from the device is a mesh of wires, roughly the size and shape of Steve's shield (isn't that interesting!). It might be difficult to determine just what, exactly, this is supposed to be, especially because it's meant to attach to something, so Viktor helpfully leaves an accompanying note.]
The button activates a non-lethal electrical current delivered through the wire mesh. Next time you're at the workshop, I'll install it for you. Please be careful in the meantime.
-V
Inside is a smaller-than-palm-sized metal box with a button. Emerging from the device is a mesh of wires, roughly the size and shape of Steve's shield (isn't that interesting!). It might be difficult to determine just what, exactly, this is supposed to be, especially because it's meant to attach to something, so Viktor helpfully leaves an accompanying note.]
The button activates a non-lethal electrical current delivered through the wire mesh. Next time you're at the workshop, I'll install it for you. Please be careful in the meantime.
-V
[ While Hilda had delivered Steve's real gift to him at the start of Sam's holiday party, this one will come several weeks later. Left propped up against his door is a large, flat box wrapped with a giant red and blue bow. The absurdly large gift tag has Steve's name on it in loopy, familiar handwriting. There's a small note written on the back. ]
And what does she mean by great things coming in two's? Maybe she's referring to his other present that she gifted him. Or maybe she means that there's a matching cardboard cut out head somewhere out there in this very inn. Who knows! It's a mystery!
Happy Festival of Enlightenment or something like that. ]
𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘰! 𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘵.[ What he'll find if he should open it is a hand drawn, large cardboard of Sam's head from when he had been first appointed conclave rep. With a few improvements of course. Namely that instead of just smiling, Sam's face is winking.
𝘹𝘹 𝘏𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘢
And what does she mean by great things coming in two's? Maybe she's referring to his other present that she gifted him. Or maybe she means that there's a matching cardboard cut out head somewhere out there in this very inn. Who knows! It's a mystery!
Happy Festival of Enlightenment or something like that. ]
[ One random February day, Steve will receive a message shortly before one from Claude. They have nothing to do with each other. Absolutely nothing at all. ]
𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦, 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺? 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘺.
𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦, 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺? 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘺.
— meanwhile, completely unaware steve's received another message
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godshattering
2024-02-04 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
Say, Steve. I forgot to ask you something the other day so thank the gods for these messages. [ Totally not suspicious! ] Did I tell you about Hilda's new business venture?
[ It's taken him a few days since they'd returned back to Cadens to get his bearings. Mostly in the sense of that while it was easy enough to return to a routine for some level of normalcy, there's everything else to unpack to go along with it. Lots of contemplation to be done, and even more on his actions as a god.
Which brings him again and again on thinking what he'll say to Steve, what with his friend being someone he's never hesitated to reach out to before. Now's not an exception even if Claude feels a little lost on where to start, but - at least they all are, if everyone else he's spoken to is anything to go by. Either way, he doesn't let more than a couple of days go by before sending a message.
One step at a time. ]
Well. I suppose all of that will keep me from tempting the fates to unleash something new and complicated on us, won't it?
Which brings him again and again on thinking what he'll say to Steve, what with his friend being someone he's never hesitated to reach out to before. Now's not an exception even if Claude feels a little lost on where to start, but - at least they all are, if everyone else he's spoken to is anything to go by. Either way, he doesn't let more than a couple of days go by before sending a message.
One step at a time. ]
Well. I suppose all of that will keep me from tempting the fates to unleash something new and complicated on us, won't it?
[ Nebula's time in Nocwich has been far more limited than others. She'd gone the first month she'd arrived and been immediately fluster by the Doctor (and friendship) and decided it wasn't worthwhile shortly after when the masquerade happened. Too much annoying trauma she didn't want to deal with - okay, calling it trauma was dramatic especially for someone who lived so much of it... But, listen, she simply doesn't want to go there after all of that. It helped that it had been promptly closed for months after that she didn't feel the need to go. ]
[ So it should go without saying that her going to Nocwich is a little unprecedented. She wouldn't go if she hadn't said she would. Nebula always keeps her word and this is — different. Although they'd all gone their separate ways several years ago now, Nebula still respects Steve. She still trusts him - even if she was more-or-less a member of Natasha's Avengers more than his. ]
[ Despite the way her memory tries to falter here, it's not a fact she forgets. And it's more than enough to get her out of her comfort zone. ]
[ Which is how and why she can be found in the corner partitioned table in Bad Sisters Tavern. It's not as discrete as Full Moon, but it's not exactly like she has money. And the quiet hum is more comforting than some place rowdy - she doubts either of them are interested in speaking there. She's early and, because of that, she spins a dagger in her hand to keep hands busy. ]
[ It's only when she sees his approach does she stop, placing the blade back away. ]
Well, you don't look like complete shit.
[ ... She means he doesn't look like he got sick, but look. It's a greeting? ]
[ So it should go without saying that her going to Nocwich is a little unprecedented. She wouldn't go if she hadn't said she would. Nebula always keeps her word and this is — different. Although they'd all gone their separate ways several years ago now, Nebula still respects Steve. She still trusts him - even if she was more-or-less a member of Natasha's Avengers more than his. ]
[ Despite the way her memory tries to falter here, it's not a fact she forgets. And it's more than enough to get her out of her comfort zone. ]
[ Which is how and why she can be found in the corner partitioned table in Bad Sisters Tavern. It's not as discrete as Full Moon, but it's not exactly like she has money. And the quiet hum is more comforting than some place rowdy - she doubts either of them are interested in speaking there. She's early and, because of that, she spins a dagger in her hand to keep hands busy. ]
[ It's only when she sees his approach does she stop, placing the blade back away. ]
Well, you don't look like complete shit.
[ ... She means he doesn't look like he got sick, but look. It's a greeting? ]
[Daisy probably shouldn't be staring, but when she saw Steve Rogers she couldn't help but do a double take. Not only does she know of him from the media, but she knew of him from history classes, and on a more personal level. From SHIELD, by and large because of Coulson.
The thought of Coulson felt like a punch to the gut, and the guilt that overwhelms her seems to override the thought that she has been staring at him for too long. It's not until he makes eye contact with her that she seems to snap out of it. Heat rises on her face she looks away, clearing her thought.]
Sorry. I thought you were someone else.
[Well, that's quite literally the worst lie she's ever told.]
The thought of Coulson felt like a punch to the gut, and the guilt that overwhelms her seems to override the thought that she has been staring at him for too long. It's not until he makes eye contact with her that she seems to snap out of it. Heat rises on her face she looks away, clearing her thought.]
Sorry. I thought you were someone else.
[Well, that's quite literally the worst lie she's ever told.]
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