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Right. So the worst of their fight had been cleared up. Jesse-- well, maybe it would've been better to let her and James coast on the current ceasefire for a while. Find their equilibrium again.

Except she kept coming back to concerns about what could happen in the meanwhile. What if the island found a way to tell James about the Bureau? He wouldn't have all the context. And-- well, it was entirely possible he'd break up with her over this anyway. But if he didn't have all--

Eugh.

She had spent days rehearsing the speech in her head. And yet, as she arrived at James's doorstep early that Thursday, she couldn't help but hope he'd gone back to Wakanda early.

Please?

She raised her hand and knocked.

Come on...

[[ for him ]]

heroic_jawline

Now that all was forgiven--or at least aggressively forgotten about--Steve was back on the invitation list for commemorative wreath laying. As one of the few mobile WWII veterans, Steve's inbox had been filled with options, but he always chose Arlington for the chance to stop in for a few moments with the Howling Commandos, buried in their own section, before the pomp and circumstance by the Tomb of the Unknowns began.

Dressed in his blues, laden down with ribbons, it was hard for Steve to be inconspicuous, but most of the people in the cemetery were visiting their own friends and relatives, and so if they did recognize him, it was only with the slightest smile of recognition. He was left to his own memories.

Following the wreath laying was a moment of awkwardness with Secretary Ross and another of blinding insincerity from the current President. Steve had a chance to do what he actually loved--interacting with the other veterans--and then could finally pull himself away from the crowd.

Phone in hand as he made his way through the parking lot towards his SHIELD-provided ride, he texted Tony (carefully labeled as Husband!Tony in his contacts): find someplace to eat yet?

It was always a little tricky to keep two Tonys in the same universe from getting photographed and then setting off the conspiracy theorists, so Steve's Tony had to stay inconspicuous. Well, as inconspicuous as a Tony Stark was capable of being...

[OOC: For that guy.]

okteiviakom

Sunday evening, the mansion. Finally.

It'd been a while since the last proper date night (in any configuration, actually), between travel and just... life, Octavia supposed. But tonight they were back here again.

And to mark the occasion, she'd tried her hand at baking an apple pie, for dessert.

"You should probably be gentle about this one," she said, as she brought the tin to the table, careful about setting it down. "It's my first." The crust was nothing fancy, but it looked - and smelled - cooked.

Pretty promising, if you asked her.

[ooc: For that guy and however slow the play happens to be.]

hatesparadise

Steve wanted to go camping for the holiday weekend. And therefore Steve was going camping for the holiday weekend. Danny very much was not. Because he was sane and also took one look at the 'camp shower' that Steve had so proudly shown off and noped right on out.

That didn't mean he wasn't going to support this ridiculous plan, though. Mostly because Steve was taking the plethora of kids they'd either collected (Steve) or just had the old fashioned way (Danny).

"You sure you've got enough snacks?" Danny asked, shoving more into the cooler because he knew Charlie was perpetually one snack away from a meltdown.

[for the partner on some SP!]

thatwaslucky

It was a little embarrassing how long it had taken Rey to realize that two of the most important people in her life didn't really know each other. Once she did, she'd taken to fixing that right away- after pollen, and kids, and the trip to Massachusetts, and trying to resolve scheduling conflicts, and…

So Rey brought Adrian and Boston over for dinner, where they came inside and said their hellos and did the introductions and got the initial niceties out of the way. She didn't think it'd be weird at all, but very early on she asked, "Is any help needed with dinner?"

Again: not worried or anything. But it was a good conversation starter! Or a reason to get her out of the room to talk! Or whatever. As long as they got along not that she was worried.

[For the boys and their NPCs]

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