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[ a pump of her eyebrows is all that comment merits. he's not wrong -- she's got a great capacity to be pushier. and maybe (just maybe) she can smooth that instinct over with a bit of chocolate. the full flour ones, of course. peg had enough of that gluten-whatever-free crud during the event.
so she leans over the table, pops the container's lid, and avoids the ever living daylights out of anything wrapped in greaseproof. and maybe just maybe she eats the first one (a narrow corner piece) in one bite.
yes. lovely. cheers.
she'd say something but she's too busy chewing. carry on, raymond -- there's a reprieve from her interrogation while she savours the treat. ]
so she leans over the table, pops the container's lid, and avoids the ever living daylights out of anything wrapped in greaseproof. and maybe just maybe she eats the first one (a narrow corner piece) in one bite.
yes. lovely. cheers.
she'd say something but she's too busy chewing. carry on, raymond -- there's a reprieve from her interrogation while she savours the treat. ]
[ he watches for a moment, until it's clear peggy is going to savor her bribe to the fullest. ray then extricates himself from the interior of his machine and moves to slide the large metal panel back into place with delicate care he doesn't exercise almost anywhere else.
after that, he heads to the corner behind the couch, to a mini fridge. it's probably telling, that he'd rather keep a fridge stocked than simply pull it from the closet, but he makes his way to plop onto the couch with a milk carton in each hand.
once he pulls the corners open and slides one in front of peggy, he reaches for those gluten-free selections and goes to town. ]
after that, he heads to the corner behind the couch, to a mini fridge. it's probably telling, that he'd rather keep a fridge stocked than simply pull it from the closet, but he makes his way to plop onto the couch with a milk carton in each hand.
once he pulls the corners open and slides one in front of peggy, he reaches for those gluten-free selections and goes to town. ]
Milk? Honestly?
[ milk. not that she's anti-dairy by any stretch but -- well, it's simply not the beverage her thoughts leap to when she thinks of what pairing might work best with a bit of sweet.
but she selects a second brownie. and, all at once, this is beginning to feel remarkably similar to their afternoon by the fountain. peggy hesitates on her feet for a moment longer before deigning to take a seat.
-- and not yet a sip of milk. there are some lines of barbarism even she won't cross with a stranger in the room, and drinking out of the carton might be one of them. might be. she hasn't yet decided. it's still up in the air. ]
[ milk. not that she's anti-dairy by any stretch but -- well, it's simply not the beverage her thoughts leap to when she thinks of what pairing might work best with a bit of sweet.
but she selects a second brownie. and, all at once, this is beginning to feel remarkably similar to their afternoon by the fountain. peggy hesitates on her feet for a moment longer before deigning to take a seat.
-- and not yet a sip of milk. there are some lines of barbarism even she won't cross with a stranger in the room, and drinking out of the carton might be one of them. might be. she hasn't yet decided. it's still up in the air. ]
[ ray takes a bite, and takes a sip. a bite, and a sip. bite. sip. ]
Ooh. More for me.
[ and he reaches right over to steal what miss-too-adult-for-a-classic doesn't want. he's weathered the ribbing and hazing of leonard snart, mick rory, and sara lance. it's only strengthened his resolve to be weird. to be an outsider.
and so he grins and chugs her carton dry. ]
Ooh. More for me.
[ and he reaches right over to steal what miss-too-adult-for-a-classic doesn't want. he's weathered the ribbing and hazing of leonard snart, mick rory, and sara lance. it's only strengthened his resolve to be weird. to be an outsider.
and so he grins and chugs her carton dry. ]
[ hey! now! only a thin sense of decorum stops her from swatting at his hand and informing him she hadn't yet decided whether the offer had passed muster or not. seems it doesn't much matter because, bloody hell, there he goes. peggy watches him with an incredible mix of awe and disgust. ]
The polite thing would have been an offer to put the kettle on.
[ except no. the polite thing would have been her graciously accepting his offer of milk and possibly also not bruising his sternum with his own damn tool box but peggy carter never met a line she didn't want to push.
and she damn well knows it when she takes a bite out of her second brownie. ]
The polite thing would have been an offer to put the kettle on.
[ except no. the polite thing would have been her graciously accepting his offer of milk and possibly also not bruising his sternum with his own damn tool box but peggy carter never met a line she didn't want to push.
and she damn well knows it when she takes a bite out of her second brownie. ]
I said helpy selfy.
[ he finishes his rudeness and only offers peggy a smile and a shrug that might tap into those 'memories' she's struggling with. ]
The workshop is a do it yourself zone. I mean, anywhere the Legends congregate tends to turn into one anyway. We threw a party at Rip's once. I don't think he knew we were going to...
[ he finishes his rudeness and only offers peggy a smile and a shrug that might tap into those 'memories' she's struggling with. ]
The workshop is a do it yourself zone. I mean, anywhere the Legends congregate tends to turn into one anyway. We threw a party at Rip's once. I don't think he knew we were going to...
[ and she's pretty certain that 'helpy selfy' isn't a thing. or a word. or a pair of words. and to think some might claim the british have the gall to make things up. ]
I was at that party. [ which might actually be the most shocking reveal of this entire conversation, because it certainly hadn't been her sort of party. she'd attended by accident. mostly. ] But I don't recall seeing you there.
[ she would have remembered, she thinks. ]
I was at that party. [ which might actually be the most shocking reveal of this entire conversation, because it certainly hadn't been her sort of party. she'd attended by accident. mostly. ] But I don't recall seeing you there.
[ she would have remembered, she thinks. ]
I'd expect so. ( she doesn't sound apologetic about this in the least, not when it's part of the design ) After all you were shot with electricity.
( and a lot of it. helena will, however, offer a hand to help him up )
The real question is-- what's the last thing that you remember?
( and a lot of it. helena will, however, offer a hand to help him up )
The real question is-- what's the last thing that you remember?
Edited 2017-08-27 15:22 (UTC)
[ it's totally a word look it up it's definitely most certainly a hundo percent a word that ray did not at all make up
like why would he even do that peggy why would he that would be super ridiculous next you're going to say that synergize isn't a word wow ]
I was there, I was just having a little less fun than everyone else.
[ hey did you know that ray palmer doesn't usually get to sport a shit eating grin ]
like why would he even do that peggy why would he that would be super ridiculous next you're going to say that synergize isn't a word wow ]
I was there, I was just having a little less fun than everyone else.
[ hey did you know that ray palmer doesn't usually get to sport a shit eating grin ]
[ to her credit it doesn't take her long to puzzle out his meaning. even without the accompanying stress on the telling word, peggy could have found her way around the implication. one doesn't consider oneself an aficionado of the cryptic crossword without appreciating a phrasal twist or three.
so she nods, puffing out a breath as the realization hits, and fills in the blank: ] You were wearing your suit. Fair enough.
[ she can even imagine how being minuscule and easily missed might improve a social function. lord knows she wasn't there having fun in her own right. ]
It didn't strike me as particularly appropriate leisure wear, however.
so she nods, puffing out a breath as the realization hits, and fills in the blank: ] You were wearing your suit. Fair enough.
[ she can even imagine how being minuscule and easily missed might improve a social function. lord knows she wasn't there having fun in her own right. ]
It didn't strike me as particularly appropriate leisure wear, however.
[ he tries to keep pushing away from how vulnerable he'd felt that party made them with a shrug. ]
Oh, uhh. You'd be surprised. [ time to start stuffing more food in his face. a bite at least gives him a moment to think about how not to get too serious about his personal post-chronos paranoia. ] Besides, I don't sing or drink, and I didn't want to leave our friend Kara all the chaperone duties.
[ super or not, she deserved a buddy to help her keep on lookout. ]
Oh, uhh. You'd be surprised. [ time to start stuffing more food in his face. a bite at least gives him a moment to think about how not to get too serious about his personal post-chronos paranoia. ] Besides, I don't sing or drink, and I didn't want to leave our friend Kara all the chaperone duties.
[ super or not, she deserved a buddy to help her keep on lookout. ]
[ with no milk (and no tea!) peggy's brownie consumption slows. she enjoys what she's eating, yes, but she digs in with a measure or two less of enthusiasm. not least of all because she's back to picking apart the tones and falls in his answers.
not singing? well, that's also fair enough. peggy doesn't carry a tune. but not drinking? well! she doesn't ask. ]
You were on picket duty. [ something also easily deduced; peggy drives straight for it. the suit wasn't for leisure at all and she can remember rip's injury when she'd first met him. ]
not singing? well, that's also fair enough. peggy doesn't carry a tune. but not drinking? well! she doesn't ask. ]
You were on picket duty. [ something also easily deduced; peggy drives straight for it. the suit wasn't for leisure at all and she can remember rip's injury when she'd first met him. ]
[ he nods loosely, working against feeling like his paranoia is suddenly on display. paranoia that he's fought with since arriving, and that one of his closest wonderland friends has advised him to tread carefully. ]
Yeah, I mean. Loud music, lots of drunk people. They all needed to blow off steam, but accidents happen, so.
[ time mom was on duty. totally chill. way normal. nbd. ]
Yeah, I mean. Loud music, lots of drunk people. They all needed to blow off steam, but accidents happen, so.
[ time mom was on duty. totally chill. way normal. nbd. ]
Accidents happen, yes. [ peggy polishes off the end corner of her second brownie before sitting back on the sofa -- thoughtful, and just that little bit calmer than she'd been before. ]
But the mansion itself isn't always the safest location. I arrived in the middle of all that mirror mess -- and I can appreciate a desire to 'man the perimeter' so to speak.
[ she stops just short of expressing gratitude as one of the attendees blowing off steam and therefore under time mom's purview. mostly because she's quite certain such gratitude would stick in her throat -- milk or none. ]
But the mansion itself isn't always the safest location. I arrived in the middle of all that mirror mess -- and I can appreciate a desire to 'man the perimeter' so to speak.
[ she stops just short of expressing gratitude as one of the attendees blowing off steam and therefore under time mom's purview. mostly because she's quite certain such gratitude would stick in her throat -- milk or none. ]
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