[ peggy is riding high on the tide of her righteous anger. baseline-bloody-human indeed. and natasha's explanation only reminds her with renewed heat and indignation that the man never did know how to talk to her. a half-dozen messy conversations come to mind. and yet all of them cherished, despite the duality of her feelings relating to each.
but then she says something that pulls all the colour out of peggy's face. it's not the part about dying that makes her heart skip -- everyone dies, in the end, with certain super-soldiers notwithstanding -- but it's all the implied living that steals her sturdiness away from her.
...she lives long enough to die sometime after steve is pulled from the damned ice. 2012, at least, or thereabouts. does that mean--? dare she hope--?
peggy is visibly troubled by this revelation. there's no use hiding that she's hearing it for the first time. ]
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but then she says something that pulls all the colour out of peggy's face. it's not the part about dying that makes her heart skip -- everyone dies, in the end, with certain super-soldiers notwithstanding -- but it's all the implied living that steals her sturdiness away from her.
...she lives long enough to die sometime after steve is pulled from the damned ice. 2012, at least, or thereabouts. does that mean--? dare she hope--?
peggy is visibly troubled by this revelation. there's no use hiding that she's hearing it for the first time. ]
I didn't expect I'd last so long.
[ and that's the god-awful truth. ]