[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.
[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?]
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.
[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.]
Ah've learned long ago that home's where your person is, and if you're lucky, where your people are too.
[If they're even there, and with that consideration, she shifts the hologram to the Bayou. It's a little finicky, the image, but it's enough to earn a soft sigh.]
We got somethin' similar at the school. We use it to prepare our people for possibly dangerous situations, students an' teachers alike.
[Well, if that's the case, then Peggy's home ought to be here. That is, if Steve is the person that she sets her compass to, though with her, she knows that it can be literally the other way around.]
I'm afraid right now for me, that's a bit complicated. I would have to choose between two men, so I'm afraid I ran away.
[Right into the arms of plenty of others, which had been something of the point.]
You know, I could have used a room like this, when I was transitioning into the field. I had to learn on the fly, which did result in far more injuries than I'd like to admit.
Honey, ah'm the last person to fault anyone for their romantic indecisions.
[She may not have run away from Remy or her Wade to come here, but she's run plenty in her past. Sometimes it made sense, other times she regretted it. Right now she's terribly uncertain of what she's doing with herself back home and now here. She's not even decided on wanting to deal with the arms of others at this point.]
It's very helpful, and very sought after. Though the whole school has quite the interactive security systems that can be used for training.
[Captain America didn't even get an A grade when he set one off. The mention of flying peaks her interest however.]
Oh, neither. My friend was a pilot, but I was just your run of the mill Agent. No superpowers for me, though I'd like to think I worked just well enough without them.
[Given that she'd been witness to what powers could do to a person in the form of zero matter, Peggy wasn't in a rush to see herself saddled with them, because a mental asylum where Whitney had wound up was hardly Peggy's desire. Besides, she packed a mean enough punch without needing any additional help.]
Do superpowers exist in your world? Your Earth ah take it.
[Some people don't have control over whether or not they have powers or what sorts of powers they received, by genetics or otherwise. Poor Bruce Banner, rest his soul, being a prime example of many.]
Field test trainin' that can double as protection.
They do, but from what I've seen, no one is actually born with them so much as there's been something intervening, something to give those powers.
[That said, what she's learned in her time here (as short as it might be) is that the idea of powers isn't so foreign to others. She suspects that Rogue might be speaking from personal experience.]
People are born with them where ah'm from actually. They're discriminated against for bein' dangerous for just existin'.
[Rogue certainly has her opinions about that.]
Flight, super strength, teleportation, telepathy, accelerated healin'... The list goes on, really. Most of them want to either help, or exist in peace. Some are assholes that ruin it for the rest by actin' like damn terrorists.
[It sounds terribly strange to say that out loud, and yet, she did. While no one gives her the credit she knows she deserves, if not for her, they never would have rescued Erskine so he could finish up the formula for Steve, so really, Captain America wouldn't have existed, not without her.]
[Peggy doesn't see much point in lying or hiding this, seeing as Steve's not exactly a well-kept secret, even in the 40's. Besides, she's hardly about to proclaim his real name, so she thinks she's due to be fine.]
Captain America? Have you heard of him?
[She doesn't want to start getting into the details of how she helped to bring him about, seeing as that veers on personal, but she thinks it ought to be fine to be somewhat generic about it.]
He was a soldier, though, others called him a superhero.
[Peggy isn't Steve, no matter how much she tries to look up to him. She has to hope that Rogue had handled the Red Skull in a violent way that gave the man everything he deserved, but then, she could be ruthless and bloodthirsty about someone who took away the man she'd loved.
She watches the way Rogue rises off the ground, eyes a little wider.]
I'm not sure I've ever been 'the' anything other than a pain in my mother's arse, but yes, I'm Peggy Carter.
[And that's not exactly a bad thing. As for the Red Skull? He's alive and headed to a deep, dark SHIELD hole without the telepathic part of Charles' brain. As much as she wanted to murder him, that wouldn't have been right by Xavier.
She lingers in the air, smiling a little at the wonder.]
Let me know if you're feelin' a little bored one night and ah'll take you for a spin.
[Rogue chuckles.] You're a pioneer of your time. Besides, the best of us are pains in asses.
[Peggy is already looking at Rogue like she intends to figure out the first available flight plan and is determined to make it happen. She shouldn't force it to happen right now, though, which is why she's going to agree to a later date, so as not to scare the woman off.]
I've hardly been allowed to pioneer anything, really, but I'm glad to hear that will all change one day.
[She gives Rogue a warm smile, rather appreciative of both the woman's company and her words.]
Well, in that case, I'll keep an eye out for you in the monthly meetings.
[She's teasing, of course, but she can't help it. After all, it's a terribly strange thing to joke about, but she enjoys it. She knows her value and she won't have anyone else telling her otherwise.]
When this is all up and running, perhaps I'll come down here and that's when you can give me a flight.
Well, I thought that perhaps we could add a few dangerous elements, see if I can get the full impact.
[After all, is it really as fun if you're doing it just for fun? Peggy has often thought of being able to fly to escape or pursue the people she's been after.]
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[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!
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?]
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[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.
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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?
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[If they're even there, and with that consideration, she shifts the hologram to the Bayou. It's a little finicky, the image, but it's enough to earn a soft sigh.]
We got somethin' similar at the school. We use it to prepare our people for possibly dangerous situations, students an' teachers alike.
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I'm afraid right now for me, that's a bit complicated. I would have to choose between two men, so I'm afraid I ran away.
[Right into the arms of plenty of others, which had been something of the point.]
You know, I could have used a room like this, when I was transitioning into the field. I had to learn on the fly, which did result in far more injuries than I'd like to admit.
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[She may not have run away from Remy or her Wade to come here, but she's run plenty in her past. Sometimes it made sense, other times she regretted it. Right now she's terribly uncertain of what she's doing with herself back home and now here. She's not even decided on wanting to deal with the arms of others at this point.]
It's very helpful, and very sought after. Though the whole school has quite the interactive security systems that can be used for training.
[Captain America didn't even get an A grade when he set one off. The mention of flying peaks her interest however.]
Pilot or superpowers?
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[Given that she'd been witness to what powers could do to a person in the form of zero matter, Peggy wasn't in a rush to see herself saddled with them, because a mental asylum where Whitney had wound up was hardly Peggy's desire. Besides, she packed a mean enough punch without needing any additional help.]
What other interactive systems would those be?
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[Some people don't have control over whether or not they have powers or what sorts of powers they received, by genetics or otherwise. Poor Bruce Banner, rest his soul, being a prime example of many.]
Field test trainin' that can double as protection.
[She pauses.]
People with powers exist in mah universe.
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[That said, what she's learned in her time here (as short as it might be) is that the idea of powers isn't so foreign to others. She suspects that Rogue might be speaking from personal experience.]
What sort of powers are we talking about?
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[Rogue certainly has her opinions about that.]
Flight, super strength, teleportation, telepathy, accelerated healin'... The list goes on, really. Most of them want to either help, or exist in peace. Some are assholes that ruin it for the rest by actin' like damn terrorists.
Do y'all have superheroes, then?
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[It sounds terribly strange to say that out loud, and yet, she did. While no one gives her the credit she knows she deserves, if not for her, they never would have rescued Erskine so he could finish up the formula for Steve, so really, Captain America wouldn't have existed, not without her.]
So then, are you...?
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A super hero?
[She scoffs at the title, but that's absolutely not a denial.]
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Captain America? Have you heard of him?
[She doesn't want to start getting into the details of how she helped to bring him about, seeing as that veers on personal, but she thinks it ought to be fine to be somewhat generic about it.]
He was a soldier, though, others called him a superhero.
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Steve an' ah work together. Though he's probably not to happy on how ah handled the Red Skull.
[But she was right and that's that.]
We don't like givin' ourselves that moniker to be fair.
[She sweeps her gaze towards the door before lifting herself several inches off the ground.]
Means you must be The Peggy Carter?
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She watches the way Rogue rises off the ground, eyes a little wider.]
I'm not sure I've ever been 'the' anything other than a pain in my mother's arse, but yes, I'm Peggy Carter.
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She lingers in the air, smiling a little at the wonder.]
Let me know if you're feelin' a little bored one night and ah'll take you for a spin.
[Rogue chuckles.] You're a pioneer of your time. Besides, the best of us are pains in asses.
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I've hardly been allowed to pioneer anything, really, but I'm glad to hear that will all change one day.
[She gives Rogue a warm smile, rather appreciative of both the woman's company and her words.]
I take it that means you're in the club?
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Hindsight gives a better perspective sugah.
[What might seem like small, hard fought inches to her mattered the most due to the particular details of said progress forward.]
The pain in the ass club? You bet your britches.
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[She's teasing, of course, but she can't help it. After all, it's a terribly strange thing to joke about, but she enjoys it. She knows her value and she won't have anyone else telling her otherwise.]
When this is all up and running, perhaps I'll come down here and that's when you can give me a flight.
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[She's not joking on any of those points, and she grins at the offer to fly as she sets her feet on the ground.]
Darlin' ah don't need this machine to fly you 'round.
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[After all, is it really as fun if you're doing it just for fun? Peggy has often thought of being able to fly to escape or pursue the people she's been after.]
Anytime, though.
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[Yes Peggy. Things can be fun for the sake of being fun. Though she's right, flying's a nifty trick.]
Ah got you.