+ Chalk it to me! - Mingle Log +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: EVERYONE!
Where: Anywhere outside on Real Side, but mostly in the gardens!
When: 3/14-3/20
Rating: PG, warn if going higher than PG-13
Summary: Alice has invited everyone, Reals and Mirrors alike, to come color outside in the nice spring weather with magic chalk. Surely nothing could go wrong with that plan, right?
The Story:

Outside, the weather is absolutely beautiful. It's not too hot, but not too cold either, and no one would have ever realized there was snow on the ground yesterday if they hadn't been here to see it. The grass is green and everything is dry - no sign of melted snow anywhere at all. Flowers have begun to bloom and it truly looks as though it's been spring for some time already. The season has changed abruptly and now Wonderland's decided it's time for it to be nice out.

There are many paths through the gardens, the vendors, and the hedge maze that can be drawn on, but as Alice demonstrated in her post, there's no need at all to stick to pavement only. Even the air can be decorated with living drawings!

This is a log for people who want to come color outside or people who want to check out what others are doing out here. It isn't strictly to interact with Alice, but she'll be around and will have a top level.

Comments

[captain_america]

Freedom doesn’t mean there are no laws or law enforcement.

[ No one is rioting in the street because they have freedom of religion. The ones rioting are the ones who don’t want people to have those freedoms. ]

That’s a sad world view you have there.

[hypoxic]

[ but they riot when they're afraid about money. They riot when they're afraid of difference. People are ignorant by design. They need the thumb of the elite to keep them focused enough to function. ]

If practical things sadden you, then I suppose it's good that Hydra is in the process of scrubbing you from history. You and the terrorism you represent.

[captain_america]

[ Steve can feel his fists curling. ]

People don’t want to be ruled. Taking away freedom isn’t practical, and your Hydra can try to do what it wants but there will always be people standing up and willing to fight for freedom.

[hypoxic]

People don't want the things they need. They require more rational minds to lead them.

[ his eyes meet Steve's, cool and dispassionate. ]

What will you do now without Peggy Carter to lead you? Or have you already found a new skirt to chase?

[captain_america]

[ It’s Peggy’s name that makes him snap. He’d been holding back because of her, when all he’d wanted to do since Claire told him what’s Fitz did was let him have it. But talking about Peggy, not giving her the respect she earned and deserved was the last straw. He doesn’t even think, snapping his fist out and connecting with Fitz’s face. The snap of skin meeting skin is satisfying, as is the way his head turns to the side with the force of it. Even with Steve pulling the punch. His voice is low and dangerous when he speaks. ]

Don’t you dare even think of Peggy Carter, she is worth ten of you. I think we’re done here.

[ He turns, intent on finding Freya and letting her know that her charge is out of his room. ]

[hypoxic]

[He isn't expecting violence, no matter how much he really should have been. Until now, his interactions with Captain America have been tame, tense but ultimately toothless. Even now, after the tortures and the captivity, the horror that he's experienced at the hands of the people here, he isn't prepared for a simple punch.

He's wide open when it happens, and his body quickly becomes a ragdoll as the kinetic energy knocks him off-balance. His head twists without his volition, and the rest of his body follows, crumpling to one knee. His face throbs, and he's at once positive that something's broken. Steve turns before the skin around his eye has a chance to swell and grow dark.

For everything he thinks he is, the doctor is still ultimately one very small man in over his head.]