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lucas

[womanofvalue]

[from here]

[Well, if that's the case, then Peggy is never going to say no to a little bit of control. She adjusts the towel a touch so that she can push it off enough that her body is on display (seeing as Lucas has seen far more than just this). With that out of the way, she beckons him closer with a finger, eager for his company again.]

In that case, come to bed and entertain me by letting me go on top.

[theriomorphism]

[It was easy to remove his shorts, and he figured he might as well to save having to move about with trying later. Whether it led to actual sex or not, he preferred to even the playing field. Shorts shucked, he crawled onto the bed, dipping his head to lick a patch of skin above her hip before he settled down beside her.]

As my lady commands.

[womanofvalue]

[Well, that certainly is a turn-on, apparently. Peggy shouldn't be surprised that she appreciates a man deferring to her and calling her respectful names, but here she is, still being surprised.

She inhales sharply, moving her fingers to play with the hair at his temples, glancing up at him from where he's sprawled.]

Much better. Now I can see all that lovely skin of yours.

[Which certainly deserves a kiss, as far as she's concerned, stretching to meet the distance between them in order to do exactly that. Good behaviours deserve positive reinforcement, after all.]

[theriomorphism]

Skin and fur, though not nearly as much as it could be. Count your blessings.

[Grinning, he moved to slide a hand around her waist, pulling her in closer as he kissed her back. Because skin to skin contact was a blessing, and the taste of her against his lips had him humming a pleased little sound.]

[womanofvalue]

[Peggy does like the languid kissing, even if she's trying to slowly nudge her way to being on top of Lucas, even though she eases back with a sharp inhalation.]

Fur? All over fur?

[theriomorphism]

[He felt her draw back, even as she tried to work her way on top of him. He was happy to settle more on his back, his arm around her back, fingers teasing over the dip in the base of it.]

I was thinking more of the feeble attempt I have now at the moment -[His hand gestured to the hair growing over his chest, trailing down all the way to his groin.] -but I can see why you'd be... confused. Don't worry, Peggy. I have absolutely no intention of any more fur appearing during this encounter.

eames

[womanofvalue]

[from here

She's glad that she's not being held accountable to remembering the name, though it's not that she doesn't like him (he's certainly a reminder of more dangerous fantasies), it's just that there's so many new people. Reaching out to shake his hand, she tries to focus on the warmth of his palm and not the heat of the shame at forgetting.]

And I'm Peggy, in case the forgetting goes both ways, which I wouldn't blame you for.

[Though, did she ever introduce herself? She suspects not, perhaps she'd been trying at some modesty.]

Are you looking for a partner in any of these games of yours? Now that I'm living a life with extra time?

[casuistic]

Thank you, [ he says with a sheepish smile that says he might have forgotten as well. He didn't. And she never didn't introduce herself in the first place. But being a good conman means he's looked and memorised. But she's ashamed of forgetting, so easing up her guilt is quite easy by alluding he did as well. ] It's nice to meet you, again, Peggy.

[ He grins at her as she suggests a game and tilts his head towards the net. ] I could go for a game of beach volley if you don't mind.

[womanofvalue]

[Peggy looks to the net and then down to her swimsuit, thinking that it might be a rather perilous endeavour. It's not even a sport she knows very well, first of all, which means that she's not racing for it.]

Can I convince you to try a bit of footie instead? I'm far more effective when I'm going for someone's ankles instead of swatting at a ball.

[If only they had lacrosse, then she could really show off the skills a girl's school had taught during her formative years.]

[casuistic]

[ Eames shrugs easily with a small grin. ] Please don't injure me.

[ He's definitely not worried but can't resist a little bit of teasing. What kind of an Englishman he would be if he didn't like some football. It would seem like a sacrilege. And he's been known to kick some ball around and follows quite religiously the sport at least during world cup. ]

Here, let me get us a ball. [ he says before he jogs away towards the game equipment. ]

[womanofvalue]

[Peggy lets him go, because she appreciate the view. While she might be here strictly in a professional capacity, she can't deny the perks of this little task. Watching him return, she gives him a determined smirk as she sees the ball.]

Now, when I was younger, my brother always had a terrible habit of letting me win until I showed him why that was a bad idea. You're not going to try that, are you?

[It would be terribly disappointing, after all.]

sorry I'm late!

[casuistic]

[ There's a little cheshire smirk on his lips that says he has absolutely no intentions of letting her win. ]

What kind of a gentleman I would be if I ignored such a nice request from a pretty lady?

[ He drops the ball to the ground and presses his foot on top of it, tilting his head in a wordless invitation to come and take the ball from him. When she does, though, he pushes the ball back and kicks it to the side with his other leg, moving with it to keep it away from her toes. ]

rogue

[womanofvalue]

[from here]

Rogue, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Peggy.

[She speaks about space with the sort of ease that has Peggy a little jealous, honestly, given that she's still getting used to it. Never mind aliens and strange substances and a mission she's only barely dipping her toes into, even though she knows it won't be long before she's up to speed.]

I think my first question is how it's all possible, though I don't know how small a question that is. It seems a bit overly coordinated, doesn't it, to get all of us here?

I'm so sorry I've been traveling and I must have accidentally archived this stack in gmail

[backwaterbelle]

Peggy. Pleasure.

[Rogue smiles and offers a gloved hand in greeting. Had she been bare-handed, a rarity with her powers, she wouldn't have offered, but this woman's out of time and definitely out of her element in regards to technology. Otherwise, she's quite sharp.

Her question earns a chuckle from Rogue, however.]

That ain't a simple question. Ah'm actually curious to know myself, but it could be anything from high-end alien tech, to magic, to even natural abilities.

all good!

[womanofvalue]

[Peggy notes the gloves, but she's also seen a number of women in New York and Los Angeles both favour gloves, so she thinks little of it. She shakes her hand firmly.]

I assume that it would have to be extremely advanced alien technology, but that's simply my best estimate. That's what I want to understand better.

[Because if they can do that, then what else might be up their sleeves?]

[backwaterbelle]

Probably a good estimate. It could easily be a combination of technology and magic.

[Her attention returns to the holo-deck, and she futzes with a few of the controls. Soon, a low quality flicker shows itself, like the programming isn't quite finished, but New York--her New York--is recognizable.]

It's not so complex to manipulate it, but ah doubt it's finished.

[womanofvalue]

[Peggy hadn't been expecting anything at all, quite honestly, so she's opening her mouth to tell Rogue not to worry when all of a sudden it flickers to life, bringing with it a vision that she'd never expected. She reaches out to touch an element, but then pulls her hand back as she marvels at it.]

I know New York was never my home, but at this rate, you'll make me homesick.

[After all, it still held so many connotations for her and she would never truly be rid of her fondness for the city.]

Where did you learn to do that?

shaw

[womanofvalue]

[from here

When he moves towards her and she can't duck in time, she hears her ears go ringing, shaking her head briskly to try and right herself so that she's back in the game, but there's a chiding cluck of her tongue as she eyes Shaw, bent over a touch as she readies herself for the next strike.]

I thought we had a deal, you and I. That seems like enough of a hit to me to earn at least one story of what you've been up to.

[Not to mention it will give her a chance to assess his defenses and see where to go next, though Peggy is always partial to a good hit to the head, seeing as her own ears are already ringing a bit from the knock.]

[badluckwithplanes]

Oh, you want to multitask? My mistake. [His voice is still ragged a touch around his smile, having moved without pausing to get his full breath back. He stays on his own feet, shifting weight around subtly in case she's about to make another strike at any give moment.] Fine, I'll deliver.

[He considers what story he'd like to start with. He gives her enough credit there'll likely be more than one, so he resists the temptation to go for broke and talk about Thor.]

Let's see...meet a nice bloke by the name of Matt Jamison. Few days after we got here. He did magic for me and then we snuck inside the holodeck. Christened it, well before it was ever open, you could say.

[He grins.]

I could go on. How much detail are you looking for?

[womanofvalue]

[She's breathing a touch harder, mainly from the effort, though Peggy's never going to admit that he's managed to get her to the point where she needs a moment to breathe. Besides, getting him to fess something up will be all the break that she needs.

Her brows raise a little and Peggy shakes her head, wondering how much she's going to be able to tease the people that come out of this story.]

Matt Jamison also did some magic for me, though I didn't thank him so profusely as you did, it appears.

[Not yet, at least, though she's certainly keeping that option open if it's available to her. She doesn't believe that she needs an exact play-by-play though, so she gives him a nod as if she's pleased with the answer and they can move along.]

Ready?

[badluckwithplanes]

[He raises his eyebrows, nearly grinning at her.]

Well if you're ever interested, I'd say give him a whirl. He's fun. Knows how to show a good time.

[Taking in that she's - satisfied, he returns the nod.]

Ready.

[He hangs back a bit, still breathing, acting as if he's waiting for her to move first this time. But it's an act.

He'll wait long enough to see if her guard changes any, if it looks like he's lulling her more into complacency; either way he'll only wait so long before going in with an overhead strike with one fist, a shot aimed towards her ribs with the other, and finally twisting around to build momentum with another kick this time at her knees.]

[womanofvalue]

[Peggy lifts her brows and thinks that she'd already made up her mind to give it a try, though at least now he comes with a recommendation. She does appreciate the mark of quality.]

Better time than this?

[It's a teasing quip, but she's ready for what comes next, or she'd thought so. The kick to her knees is unexpected after defending the overhead strike and the blow and suddenly, she's flat on her back. She takes about two seconds to grimace before rolling away to get back up, to keep fighting, using her position to bring two fisted hands down against Shaw's spine to try and get him to stumble.]

meliorn

[womanofvalue]

[from here

What type, indeed. Peggy hasn't ever said yes to any of the experiments, so she's not entirely sure what it is they do behind closed doors, but she's fairly sure that she wouldn't be a willing participant.]

I admit, I've been interfering more in people getting enrolled than anything, but they seem to want samples, for the most part.

[For now, at least. She knows all too darkly well what happens when they get those and discover they're useful.]

[verumdicit]

Samples. [ He doesn't bother to hide just how much he dislikes that word--it had been very, very recent when Shadowhunters demanded samples and eventually tracking devices on all Downworlders. Meliorn hadn't been present when Maia flat out punched Jace for administering one forcefully, and it's something he regrets not seeing.

Still--he's with a lovely woman. One should talk about pleasant things in pleasant company. ]

At the very least, the gardens have been lovely.

[womanofvalue]

[Good, he disapproves. Not that she'd expected him to suddenly whip out a vial and a syringe, but Peggy does want to avoid anyone who sides too readily with the eager sample-takers, given her history with a government too eager for samples.]

Do you know, I've seen them, but I haven't spent much time near them. Keeping busy doesn't really fit in garden relaxing as a hobby.

[She's willing to change that, though.]

Perhaps we can go there if you like?