for mothering } { open rp spamtastic ness

[iluvroadrunner6]

This is the place where Emily and Rose will essentially throw characters at each other that they've been meaning to throw at each other for a while, or take their characters and put them in a different setting or any number of shenanigans.

Basically, this is just a reason for them to tag spam each other.

Rose, comment here with who you want to tag them back in the subject line, and I will give them to you. You can give me a scenario if you want, or a prompt for a scenario, or you can just let me make it up. I'm not picky.

READY SET GO.

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[whatialways_do]

[Nope. No German. Just your regular, every day English.

Or English with Max's own street kid twist, but still English. She hears his pace quicken, and she tenses, just a hair.]

Hey, Logan. Got anything to eat? I'm starving.

[once she's done, she eases her way across the floor, moving with as much feline grace as she can muster. It takes a lot of skill to move quietly in combat boots, but somehow she manages to do it.

She meets the opposite side of the wall, waiting by the door to see if soldier boy will come out swinging.]

[valuedstrength]

[Steve is confused by what he catches through the door. HYDRA wasn't employing women last he checked in this universe anyways. Her English didn't sound off even if they did. Did he make it to America somehow? If he did, who has him? There's just too many things that didn't add up. Coming out peacefully and searching for answers might be the best solution since there seems to be no immediate danger so Steve goes for it.

He slowly turns the knob and gently pushes against the door frame enough to peek through. He hopes to get a good look at the room before doing anything else.]

[whatialways_do]

[Max is planted up against the wall when she hears the door open. Logan is in his Fortress of Solitude, and so all Steve will probably see unless he looks directly to his right right out the gate is an empty living room in a fairly high class apartment.]

[valuedstrength]

[That seems too good to be true after the final fight with HYDRA. Steve can't exactly start knocking things over and picking a fight because something seemed fishy. He keeps looking, his gaze moving from left to... the pretty lady wearing combat boots. He... really didn't see that one coming.]

... Ma'am.

[whatialways_do]

[There's an eyebrow raise at that, and she shakes her head. She's going to nip that in the bud right off the bat.]

Max. Not ma'am.

[valuedstrength]

Sorry, Max. [He straightens up. Steve is no less confused, but if she's correcting names chances are this isn't going to end in a fight which is fortunate; he really wouldn't want to fight a girl.] ... Where are we?

[whatialways_do]

You're in Seattle.

[that's the easy part. The harder part is everything after that.]

For the rest of it you might want to sit down.

[valuedstrength]

Seattle? [Steve isn't going to sit down. He's too lost trying to rationalize how he could get in Seattle of all places.] I don't want to sit down. Just get me Agent Margaret Carter. I need to speak with her.

[whatialways_do]

[Margaret Carter. Max remembered the name on the file, and her face softens a bit, because that's the hard part. All the people who would know him are dead.]

That's the thing. I can't. Probably why you're gonna wanna sit.

[valuedstrength]

[It's be easy to rationalize it that a line was down or this woman was just trying to give him a scare into cooperating. He can't when she gives him a look like that. He's seen that before when a good man fell on the battlefield, when the doctor explain that his mother wasn't getting up...

He braces himself against the door. Steve is shaken. For all his pride and bravado, the thought of losing Peggy especially so soon after Bucky makes him want to curl up on the floor and never get back up again. Somehow he's still standing even though it is clear he should take Max's advice from the way the blood has drained from his face.]

... We beat them. She can't be... We beat them.

[whatialways_do]

No, no -- it's not like that.

[Max very rarely reaches out and touches first, unless she's throwing a punch, but this guy looks like he needs it. She places his hands on his shoulders gently, guiding him towards Logan's couch.]

You won. They didn't get her.

[valuedstrength]

[Steve allows it. He needs something solid to steady him.] Then what happened while I was out?

[whatialways_do]

[She sighs softly, before settling on the coffee table across from him. This isn't going to be easy.]

Almost eighty years passed.

[a beat]

The date is September 15, 2020.

[valuedstrength]

[He settles his gaze on Max looking for any tell. That's not something easy to absorb right away even with proof. It'd probably take something like running out in the middle of Time Square.]

Eighty years. You're expecting me to believe I was asleep for eighty years.

[whatialways_do]

[She knows it's going to be hard to believe. She has a hard time believing that he lasted in the Arctic that long, but according to Manticore's records, he did.]

More like you were frozen? This ... organization had you in stasis. They were trying to figure out what makes you tick.

[she pauses for a moment, trying to see what it would take for her to gain some ground.]

So they could make their -- my project better, I guess.

[valuedstrength]

[The frozen part doesn't get a rise out of him oddly enough. It makes sense that would be the consequence of his decision to send the plane and himself into the ice to save countless lives. Someone grabbing him and experimenting afterward is the part that troubles him. Sure it happened to Bucky, but wouldn't Peggy fight tooth and nail to get him back? Surely the SSR would find out what they are up to.

All that pales to final part. He knew they'd try to make more super soldiers, but frankly Steve never expected them to succeed in his lifetime. Erksine was too ahead of the curve; one of a kind. It'd take decades to.... oh. Suddenly everything Max is saying sounds a bit more plausible. He looks surprised as the realization sinks in that this might add up... perhaps a little fearful too.

It's easier when he's positive this woman is lying to get something out of him.]

You're like me?

[whatialways_do]

Not exactly. According to the records, you were born human and ... enhanced, I guess. I was built.

[she never had the chance to be human, even if she had gotten out of Manticore before they had the chance to turn her into a full soldier.]

They didn't get you until 2012 though, so whatever they found with you was applied more to the batches after me. I escaped in '09.

[valuedstrength]

[Steve frowns. His heart is heavy when she says "built" like they were cars or bikes. He almost says that can't be right. People are people no matter how they came into the world. Instead he asks the obvious question.]

Who's they?

[whatialways_do]

A group called Manticore.

[She doesn't know how connected they are or how far they go, but they're ... fairly embedded.]

[valuedstrength]

[He shakes his head.] Never heard of them. Let me guess they come around after my time? [It's certainly convenient.]

[whatialways_do]

[She nods, before shrugging.]

I was born in 2000? But they were developing years before that.

[She'll have to ask Joshua if he knows when he was born sometime.]

[valuedstrength]

[Steve mulls this over before finally saying.] I'm going to need paperwork. Facts. I can't just take your word for it.

[He's not running for the door just yet so this is decent start.]

[whatialways_do]

[Max takes a deep breath before nodding.]

Sure. Let me go see what Logan has.

[She gets up and starts to push back towards the other room.]

Are you hungry? Do you want anything?

[valuedstrength]

[He shakes his head. Steve thinks even if he did need something, which he probably does, he wouldn't accept it. Erksine's serum can only offer him so much protection.]

No, ma'am.

[whatialways_do]

Okay. Sit tight.

[and with that she wanders off to dig up what Logan has on Manticore. It's going to take her a bit.]