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[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Clicks a link.]

...

[Blinks. Stares.]

...

[Sighs.]

Comments

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

Discovering the wonderful world of fanfiction?

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Peeks at her then glances at the keyboard. Wondrous keyboard. ] Not... quite. ... I'm getting someone else to answer my email.

Maybe.

[notouchpolicy.livejournal.com]

[Tilts head, just watches for a moment.]

Y'okay there?

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

... Why would people even do that? To my email? [Someone wasn't informed about spam block, and hell if he was going to stick to a SHIELD email account for talking to people.]

[i-risewiththsun.livejournal.com]

Are you on tv tropes? Clicking on those links are addicting.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

TV tropes?

[It may be addicting to some, but since Steve doesn't know half the shows it's... a little peculiar to him.]

No, I haven't even surfed yet. I... just clicked a link on an email.

[firstwordjarvis.livejournal.com]

[Seated at a desk nearby, her own laptop out. She just glances at what Steve is doing before sighing and shaking her head.] Warned you not to click on that. Click the red X in the top right corner of the screen and it should go away.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

It was a link, on my personal email. I thought it was safe... They usually are at SHIELD HQ. [Sorry, Penny, he cannot directly look at you right now.]

[nobackalleywar.livejournal.com]

[Dropping into a chair across from Steve, Bucky propped his feet up on the desk and opened his mouth to make a request for those jazz stations his friend had talked about. Instead he caught that expression and thought better of it.]

Whatcha doing?

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Oh, not Bucky. Anyone but Bucky. Or Tony. Or women at this moment. He tries to click on the x but the window wouldn't go down.]

... reading my email.

[notjust-alady.livejournal.com]

[stands a reasonable distance behind him. tilts her head]

That is... interesting. What form of training is that?

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[OH DEAR. CAUGHT. IT WASN'T ON PURPOSE SIF.]

... I ...

[He tilts his head.]

I can't say.

It sort of looks like a leglock?

... the email took me to this. I swear.

[legacyofiron.livejournal.com]

... [Looks up and over at Steve. Sees that face, pulls his phone out and takes a picture.] I'm going to make a scrap book.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Steve jolts upon hearing the camera sound.] Tony, what the he-

[Well, thanks for answering the first question and a subject for another.] ... a scrapbook.

[fairlyadvanced.livejournal.com]

[He sounds like he might be trying to cast a spell before he hears the captain sigh and stops. He peers over at the soldier.]

What is it?

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Fast. He closes the laptop fast.]

A bad joke.

[Have you ever seen a durable laptop close that fast before? Surely, you musn't of Loki.]

Have another Loki

[lord-mischief.livejournal.com]

You seem to quite enjoy that.

Lokis. LOKIS EVERYWHERE.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Steve looks up at the tall, pale man with a puzzled look, back down at his laptop, and shuts the top. His ears and neck are red.]

Enjoyment means uncomfortable? I'm not even sure what they were doing is legal.

You are?

[capt-rogers.livejournal.com]

What the....?! Ma would be rolling in her grave if she knew about this!!

[Blushing...blushing all over.]

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

I'd... I'd be stunned if Ma could figure it out. ... Doubt it would stop her.

[Yes, the shock of seeing that is a little more overwhelming than meeting another self.]

[fuck-mars.livejournal.com]

you never open the ones from people you don't know. [ John says eyes going wide at the image on the screen. ]

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

I didn't know that. [Steve attempts to close the screen.] Why would people take pictures of that?

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

Discovering the wonderful world of fanfiction?

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Peeks at her then glances at the keyboard. Wondrous keyboard. ] Not... quite. ... I'm getting someone else to answer my email.

Maybe.

[notouchpolicy.livejournal.com]

[Tilts head, just watches for a moment.]

Y'okay there?

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

... Why would people even do that? To my email? [Someone wasn't informed about spam block, and hell if he was going to stick to a SHIELD email account for talking to people.]

[i-risewiththsun.livejournal.com]

Are you on tv tropes? Clicking on those links are addicting.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

TV tropes?

[It may be addicting to some, but since Steve doesn't know half the shows it's... a little peculiar to him.]

No, I haven't even surfed yet. I... just clicked a link on an email.

[firstwordjarvis.livejournal.com]

[Seated at a desk nearby, her own laptop out. She just glances at what Steve is doing before sighing and shaking her head.] Warned you not to click on that. Click the red X in the top right corner of the screen and it should go away.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

It was a link, on my personal email. I thought it was safe... They usually are at SHIELD HQ. [Sorry, Penny, he cannot directly look at you right now.]

[nobackalleywar.livejournal.com]

[Dropping into a chair across from Steve, Bucky propped his feet up on the desk and opened his mouth to make a request for those jazz stations his friend had talked about. Instead he caught that expression and thought better of it.]

Whatcha doing?

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Oh, not Bucky. Anyone but Bucky. Or Tony. Or women at this moment. He tries to click on the x but the window wouldn't go down.]

... reading my email.

[notjust-alady.livejournal.com]

[stands a reasonable distance behind him. tilts her head]

That is... interesting. What form of training is that?

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[OH DEAR. CAUGHT. IT WASN'T ON PURPOSE SIF.]

... I ...

[He tilts his head.]

I can't say.

It sort of looks like a leglock?

... the email took me to this. I swear.

[legacyofiron.livejournal.com]

... [Looks up and over at Steve. Sees that face, pulls his phone out and takes a picture.] I'm going to make a scrap book.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Steve jolts upon hearing the camera sound.] Tony, what the he-

[Well, thanks for answering the first question and a subject for another.] ... a scrapbook.

[fairlyadvanced.livejournal.com]

[He sounds like he might be trying to cast a spell before he hears the captain sigh and stops. He peers over at the soldier.]

What is it?

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Fast. He closes the laptop fast.]

A bad joke.

[Have you ever seen a durable laptop close that fast before? Surely, you musn't of Loki.]

Have another Loki

[lord-mischief.livejournal.com]

You seem to quite enjoy that.

Lokis. LOKIS EVERYWHERE.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Steve looks up at the tall, pale man with a puzzled look, back down at his laptop, and shuts the top. His ears and neck are red.]

Enjoyment means uncomfortable? I'm not even sure what they were doing is legal.

You are?

[capt-rogers.livejournal.com]

What the....?! Ma would be rolling in her grave if she knew about this!!

[Blushing...blushing all over.]

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

I'd... I'd be stunned if Ma could figure it out. ... Doubt it would stop her.

[Yes, the shock of seeing that is a little more overwhelming than meeting another self.]

[fuck-mars.livejournal.com]

you never open the ones from people you don't know. [ John says eyes going wide at the image on the screen. ]

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

I didn't know that. [Steve attempts to close the screen.] Why would people take pictures of that?