[ -- crikey o'reilly, that last little foray did a number on our intrepid ssr agent. the rising undead was one thing, but to turn around and be reshaped into someone she simply never was? it settles jagged and uneasy in her bones. but, then again, what isn't jagged and uneasy in this place? she's had nothing but trouble since she'd arrived.
and not the good kind of trouble, neither.
but at least there's tea! and although she could have equally sat in the dining room and conjured cup after cup, peggy prefers the kitchen if she's making a whole thermos-full to take with her to the grounds. well, a thermos-full and a spare cuppa just for good measure.
she's leaning against the counter, mug in hand, when he enters. ]
Agent Fitz. [ of all the people who could walk in, he's perhaps one of the more palatable options. for now. ] We haven't seen you for a stint. Been busy?
kitchen » mid-morning???
and not the good kind of trouble, neither.
but at least there's tea! and although she could have equally sat in the dining room and conjured cup after cup, peggy prefers the kitchen if she's making a whole thermos-full to take with her to the grounds. well, a thermos-full and a spare cuppa just for good measure.
she's leaning against the counter, mug in hand, when he enters. ]
Agent Fitz. [ of all the people who could walk in, he's perhaps one of the more palatable options. for now. ] We haven't seen you for a stint. Been busy?