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Oh Captain, My Captain
WHO: Steve and You
WHAT: Just a guy trying to find his way
WHERE: All over
WHEN: before the uprising
WARNINGS: Steve being Steve
Steve knew change and now he knew how time could be so fleeting, one minute your sitting in a lousy hotel room with all of your friends and the next your telling everyone that will listen that it's alright to move on,
But not for him.
No, Steve has never been the kind of man to let things go or let them lie. He lost... no they lost and he had to find a way to fix it. Steve was certain they had which is why he ended up here, in another strange city, he was thrown for a bit of a loop. He had seen Wanda, so that set his mind to rest but that didn't last long.
Steve spent is time drawing or reading in his room, or out running or walking and finally The Ax hole, working or relaxing.
WHAT: Just a guy trying to find his way
WHERE: All over
WHEN: before the uprising
WARNINGS: Steve being Steve
Steve knew change and now he knew how time could be so fleeting, one minute your sitting in a lousy hotel room with all of your friends and the next your telling everyone that will listen that it's alright to move on,
But not for him.
No, Steve has never been the kind of man to let things go or let them lie. He lost... no they lost and he had to find a way to fix it. Steve was certain they had which is why he ended up here, in another strange city, he was thrown for a bit of a loop. He had seen Wanda, so that set his mind to rest but that didn't last long.
Steve spent is time drawing or reading in his room, or out running or walking and finally The Ax hole, working or relaxing.
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She probably fails at this.
She's to one side, sketching diligently and capturing a decent likeness of Steve. "Afternoon," she says pleasantly, not keen on ignoring him. "Are you all right?"
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"Why wouldn't I be?"
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The shield and uniform would've gotten her attention faster, but she's never heard of Captain America. She picked Steve to sketch just because he had a nice profile, and then she had gotten lost enough in the portrait that she doesn't feel right abandoning it partway through. Even now she glances between him and the paper, pencil stroking away.
"What's your name?"
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The question startled him out of his brief musings which was probably a good thing. "What? Oh, Steve Rogers, what's yours?"
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She was indeed drawing, her pencil brushing over the paper to add subtle shading. It was a lot easier to get the intricacies of a face right when that face was staying relatively still and looking at her.
"Do you mind that I'm drawing you?"
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Steve looked to the tablet again.
"Of course not. but why me?"
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"You looked like a good model to draw." He might see she's drawn him in duplicate, two profiles face to face, growing blurry and undefined where they overlap. "Some people don't like it when I draw them."
Out Running
Her pace slowed when she spotted Steve running. He could easily out pace her but she wanted to talk and that set her pace.
"Hey. Didn't know you ran this way in the morning. Can I join you?"
Re: Out Running
Out Running
"I ran around the headquarters in New York." She smiled a little at the memory. "Thanks for slowing down for me." Her misty green eyes glittered with warmth. "I've seen you run." And he could easily out run her.
Re: Out Running
"Of course, I probably shouldn't run like a super-soldier all the time, sometimes it's nice to just be Steve, you know?"
Out Running
"I do." Being Wanda was why she ran instead of just focusing on her powers. "I would have liked to run more. I did in New York." Back when she'd been training with Steve in the others on the Avengers.
"Not as much as you though."
Ax Hole
After her most recent session, she settles onto a barstool, intent on blowing her way through that one-drink-per-hour limit in short order.
"I've seen you at the dormitory, haven't I?" Mira asks the bartender, friendlier than usual because that gives them something in common, and, well...he's very attractive and she's a mere mortal. Though she's in nondescript civilian clothing, everything about Mira screams "military" loudly enough to be deafening.
Re: Ax Hole
Steve was behind the bar getting a drink when he heard the question. "Uh, probably? I mean that's where I sleep," Steve said, extending his hand. "Steve Rogers."
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Is she ever going to stop introducing herself like that? Signs point to "no."
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"That is a long name. Do you have a nickname?"
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"Nero's fine," she says, then after a beat adds, "my friends call me Mira," since most of the people here balk at using surnames and she's not sure she'd remember to answer to Miranda.
The Park | Reading
One this this strange afterlife afforded him was the chance to catch up on his reading. Maintaining the ruse of being king, being on the run, and being imprisoned with only the books your mother provided you left a lot to be desired, but here he could just sit under a tree in a admittedly nice park and read books he's never had the chance to see. In this instance, he's reading "Broca's Brain" by Carl Sagan, who he's decided is an exception to the assumed rule of humanity: that they are narrow-minded.
He looks up when a shadow passes over him and arches an eyebrow when he sees who's casted it. He grapples a moment with whether or not to say anything, but ultimately looks down, the ghost of a smirk teasing the corner of his mouth as he casually turns the page of his book.
"Hello, Captain."
Re: The Park | Reading
"Loki," Steve answered. "Been a long time."
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He didn't look up from his book as he responded, "It has. How's New York?"
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She notices one guy jogging though, mostly because he's passed like five times already and she knows that's probably too fast for a normal person to pass that many times. So she waits until he passes again before doing or saying anything, opting to toss a solid sized stick she found out in his path because that's how you make friends, right?
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"Do you need something?"
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Honestly, she is curious why he feels the need to do so many laps. And a little bit wanting to just be a pest, find some amusement in an otherwise quiet, early morning hours.