no offense to everyone else [ OFFENSE INCOMING. ] but i feel like a lot of people are in denial about the end of the world and life on this planet or maybe they think they're better than the locals and just want to do their own earth or refugee thing or whatever but that ain't how living on the same planet works
[ a HOT TAKE from a guy who definitely doesn't think home was a utopia, even if some things were handled more gracefully. he's grateful for a diplomatic council to ensure their voices are heard, but there's something to be said for respecting the voices of the people who have lived here their entire lives, too. ]
[ They did speak at the coalition, so she knows she doesn't have to reiterate her point with him — that she believes their opinion as outsiders shouldn't be considered above the locals. That the tone they set in being favoured above the others is tricky, dangerous. And there's the other thing — ]
Cree mentioned he once held audiences with the previous emperor but even then, the man didn't have time for the suggestions of others. We're already being singled out and the locals are bound to notice — he certainly has.
[ they're very much on the same page politically. lucky, give that it appears their opinion isn't shared by many others. suppose that's what happens when you lump together disparate peoples under a blanket title. they might all be refugees, but they're hardly united. ]
figures thanks for the heads up, peg i wonder if people will chill the fuck out now that we've gotten some offerings from our royals
[ He didn't necessarily threaten her during their little chat, but there had been a touch of danger to the shift in conversation. She'd navigated it as best she could, but she knows they're on borrowed time when it comes to their shady spymaster. ]
He told me outright he finds it suspicious that we aren't as knowledgeable about this place as we ought to be; he wonders where we came from. He said he might ask, one day. He also pointed out the leaders have a need for our skills but that we're also expendable. But that's nothing new, they often think that way about soldiers. And if we're headed towards war, that's precisely what we'll become.
I don't know. If he did find out, I doubt he'd make it public knowledge — he's too clever for something so obvious.
But even so, the scenario has never been far from my mind. It's a wonder we've gone nearly a year without incident on that front. Not everyone is as careful as we are and that isn't saying much since we aren't as careful as we'd like to be.
[ harry. margaery. athena. bellamy. the list grows longer every day. ]
trading memories with all my closest friends and acquaintances blowing my cover other people blowing our cover oh and i made friends with a girl who might have broken into my house so that's the capper for today
[ No, she knows he doesn't mean her. But that list, well — there's some overlap. She hasn't yet told anyone about John and how devastating his absence is. Percy too. But she's already burdened Eggsy with her worries once before and he's obviously coping with enough, so she keeps mum. ]
What do you mean, your cover's blown? Or ours? Surely you don't mean the brooch. If you keep the thing out of sight, you're golden. Pun unintended.
[ and gently steering the conversation to lighter territory because he'd only meant to hint at the larger anxieties involved in maintaining the refugee cover, though it doesn't surprise him that peggy hones in on his barely-concealed insecurities, even if he's been in comparatively good spirits (march had been his low point, without harry and pulling away from others). ]
yeah yeah i know just ain't ever been accused of being a golden boy before now jones got a good laugh in when she saw the brooch
[ troublemaker! muggsy! shithead! now those are unwin-certified descriptors. ]
[ Whereas she's simply been invisible, regardless of her successes. It was true after the war in New York, and now it's true here, having been passed over when the rest of her team received accolades. It doesn't bother her, though, ad she's glad for maintaining her secrecy. But she's also glad for Eggsy. He's good at what he does, he deserves praise — and she knows better than to draw too much attention to that with him. But... ]
Well, even if it is a bit public, I'm rather proud of you. You earned it.
[ he won't argue, not with her, not when he knows that she means it in the kindest, most genuine way possible. it does touch him, even if he can't possibly feel proud of what happened on that mission.
he was bloody reckless, and they still weren't fast enough to save everyone. ]
how'd you sneak your way out of an honour, carter?
[ There are always things that could have been done better. Hindsight is a marvellous, terrible thing. But Eggsy knows how gutted she was after their run at the Institute (not just because of the Institute) so there's no need to explain that she understands how hollow the success was. She's often sparing with her praise, a job is a job, but still. Credit where credit is due. ]
I would say an agent never gives away her secrets, but in this particular case, I haven't got one to keep. Maybe the courier came by while I was on patrol or perhaps I simply wasn't what they were looking for.
[ She doesn't even mean it in any sort of self-deprecating way. She understands how publicity works; she fought alongside Captain America, every bit the patriotic propaganda as he was an honest soldier. ]
[ Two shit's in as many seconds? Goodness, she feels special. ]
That's kind of you, Eggsy, but I respectfully disagree. In any case, it really doesn't bother me. The nature of our job aside, I personally can't abide much fuss. Don't you remember my dinner?
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no
it's all we've got
might as well give a shit about it
[ it's their home. their world. even if it's different from london and earth, it's all that remains ]
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I quite agree. But I've spoken with a few others who don't seem so certain.
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or maybe they think they're better than the locals
and just want to do their own earth or refugee thing or whatever
but that ain't how living on the same planet works
[ a HOT TAKE from a guy who definitely doesn't think home was a utopia, even if some things were handled more gracefully. he's grateful for a diplomatic council to ensure their voices are heard, but there's something to be said for respecting the voices of the people who have lived here their entire lives, too. ]
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[ They did speak at the coalition, so she knows she doesn't have to reiterate her point with him — that she believes their opinion as outsiders shouldn't be considered above the locals. That the tone they set in being favoured above the others is tricky, dangerous. And there's the other thing — ]
Cree mentioned he once held audiences with the previous emperor but even then, the man didn't have time for the suggestions of others. We're already being singled out and the locals are bound to notice — he certainly has.
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figures
thanks for the heads up, peg
i wonder if people will chill the fuck out now that we've gotten some offerings from our royals
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maybe i'll nap in the two hours before someone posts a new conspiracy theory on the network
[ wah wah spying on everyone is hard. ]
is cree suspicious of us lot? what we're doing and where we come from?
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[ He didn't necessarily threaten her during their little chat, but there had been a touch of danger to the shift in conversation. She'd navigated it as best she could, but she knows they're on borrowed time when it comes to their shady spymaster. ]
He told me outright he finds it suspicious that we aren't as knowledgeable about this place as we ought to be; he wonders where we came from. He said he might ask, one day. He also pointed out the leaders have a need for our skills but that we're also expendable. But that's nothing new, they often think that way about soldiers. And if we're headed towards war, that's precisely what we'll become.
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still, eggsy scrubs at his face as he comes to terms with the information and the likely timeline for trouble. ]
great
so we've got what? a few months before our refugee cover goes tits up, and we're revealed as bloody alien invaders?
[ how have they even lasted this long? ]
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But even so, the scenario has never been far from my mind. It's a wonder we've gone nearly a year without incident on that front. Not everyone is as careful as we are and that isn't saying much since we aren't as careful as we'd like to be.
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[ gee, maybe signing up for public missions and getting badges of honour!!! he's joking. ]
guess we'll just bump it up a few spots on our list of concerns
[ that never ends :') ]
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[ Cheeky. ]
What concerns? I might not be able to soothe any, but may as well share with the class.
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just the usual stuff
sleeping beauties
[ harry. margaery. athena. bellamy. the list grows longer every day. ]
trading memories with all my closest friends and acquaintances
blowing my cover
other people blowing our cover
oh and i made friends with a girl who might have broken into my house so
that's the capper for today
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[ No, she knows he doesn't mean her. But that list, well — there's some overlap. She hasn't yet told anyone about John and how devastating his absence is. Percy too. But she's already burdened Eggsy with her worries once before and he's obviously coping with enough, so she keeps mum. ]
What do you mean, your cover's blown? Or ours? Surely you don't mean the brooch. If you keep the thing out of sight, you're golden. Pun unintended.
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generous of you
[ and gently steering the conversation to lighter territory because he'd only meant to hint at the larger anxieties involved in maintaining the refugee cover, though it doesn't surprise him that peggy hones in on his barely-concealed insecurities, even if he's been in comparatively good spirits (march had been his low point, without harry and pulling away from others). ]
yeah yeah i know
just ain't ever been accused of being a golden boy before now
jones got a good laugh in when she saw the brooch
[ troublemaker! muggsy! shithead! now those are unwin-certified descriptors. ]
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Well, even if it is a bit public, I'm rather proud of you. You earned it.
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thanks
[ he won't argue, not with her, not when he knows that she means it in the kindest, most genuine way possible. it does touch him, even if he can't possibly feel proud of what happened on that mission.
he was bloody reckless, and they still weren't fast enough to save everyone. ]
how'd you sneak your way out of an honour, carter?
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I would say an agent never gives away her secrets, but in this particular case, I haven't got one to keep. Maybe the courier came by while I was on patrol or perhaps I simply wasn't what they were looking for.
[ She doesn't even mean it in any sort of self-deprecating way. She understands how publicity works; she fought alongside Captain America, every bit the patriotic propaganda as he was an honest soldier. ]
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but passed over? huh. ]
smells like bullshit
our group couldn't have done shit without you
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That's kind of you, Eggsy, but I respectfully disagree. In any case, it really doesn't bother me. The nature of our job aside, I personally can't abide much fuss. Don't you remember my dinner?
[ SHE WAS SO FLUSTERED ]
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you've gotta do the same
and you really held our group together
but i do remember your dinner yes
it was lovely, and you deserved every minute of it
[ take that!! ]
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Touché, point well made. Thank you, then; I appreciate it.
It really was lovely. I only wish we'd done more little get-togethers like that while everyone was still here.
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[ — while everyone was still here.
ah. ]
i know percy's out. bloody unbelievable, considering he just fucking got here.
anybody else?
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John.
But it's only been a few days, not nearly as long as Percy.
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john reminded him of home more than anyone else, but he'd been peggy's dear friend. ]
oods ain't bad then
[ they're not good, but she knows that already. ]
i'm sorry, peg
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