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[artist-soldier.livejournal.com]

Can someone explain what's going on?

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[speaks-chipmunk.livejournal.com]

Uh..... Wait.

I'm getting there, pal!

[strikingblue.livejournal.com]

[his voice echoes again from the rafters, trying to scare him off] Keep away! Leave this place!

[BAMF sound as he disappears to another hiding place]

[artist-soldier.livejournal.com]

I'm not going anywhere son.

[strikingblue.livejournal.com]

[Nightcrawler is used to living in shadow because of his appearance and he keeps to it well]

[his voice echoes as ominously as he can make it off the old walls of the church building] Leave! It is not safe! You are not safe!

[right now he's sitting up in a dark corner off to the right above where Steve is standing, keeping an eye on him]

[agentcarter.livejournal.com]

[Only partly in disbelief that he's there, alive, and in the 21st century.] Hello, Steve.

[artist-soldier.livejournal.com]

Peggy? *blinks*

[agentcarter.livejournal.com]

Yes. I apologise how you have been treated. I didn't know they had found you. [She frowns as she studies him.]

[mister-sinister.livejournal.com]

I might be able to shed some light on the matter... Captain America, isn't it?

[artist-soldier.livejournal.com]

That would be my name...*looks at him suspiciously*

[mister-sinister.livejournal.com]

No, your name would be Steve Rogers, from Brooklyn, New York.

[techygoddess.livejournal.com]

Oh, so you're back in the weaving. Now if only my sisters would be. *Realizes she's being a rude Norn, but she can get away with it looking like a kid yes yes?*

[artist-soldier.livejournal.com]

Back in the weaving? *is lost*

[fuck-mars.livejournal.com]

It's a power outage darlin', happens when it gets to hot and to many people are using their power. [ John says sitting on the couch holding a soda bottle to his forehead.]

[artist-soldier.livejournal.com]

Shouldn't this be the time when power DOESN'T go out?

[speaks-chipmunk.livejournal.com]

Uh..... Wait.

I'm getting there, pal!

[strikingblue.livejournal.com]

[his voice echoes again from the rafters, trying to scare him off] Keep away! Leave this place!

[BAMF sound as he disappears to another hiding place]

[artist-soldier.livejournal.com]

I'm not going anywhere son.

[agentcarter.livejournal.com]

[Only partly in disbelief that he's there, alive, and in the 21st century.] Hello, Steve.

[artist-soldier.livejournal.com]

Peggy? *blinks*

[mister-sinister.livejournal.com]

I might be able to shed some light on the matter... Captain America, isn't it?

[artist-soldier.livejournal.com]

That would be my name...*looks at him suspiciously*

[techygoddess.livejournal.com]

Oh, so you're back in the weaving. Now if only my sisters would be. *Realizes she's being a rude Norn, but she can get away with it looking like a kid yes yes?*

[artist-soldier.livejournal.com]

Back in the weaving? *is lost*

[fuck-mars.livejournal.com]

It's a power outage darlin', happens when it gets to hot and to many people are using their power. [ John says sitting on the couch holding a soda bottle to his forehead.]

[artist-soldier.livejournal.com]

Shouldn't this be the time when power DOESN'T go out?