7th Command; Video - backdated to the 3rd 'cause I suck

[aggravating]

[Filtered FROM Captain America; aka to everyone else on the barge]

Okay, tomorrow's the Fourth. Which means Independence Day for those of us from America.

I'm putting out a casting call, kind of. Basically, any chicks that know how to sing and dance? Kind of need you to raise your hands.

Before you ask, it's for a wholesome 40's kind of thing. Not my style, but I have my reasons for it.


[Private to Natasha]
Star Spangled Man, Steve's birthday. You're my wingman on this. [AKA: You have no choice.]

[Private to Loki]
Hey, Rock of Ages, your Shakespeare roots don't have tailoring in them, do they?

[Private to Peggy]
You say anything to Cap, you'll have made a really annoying enemy.

[Private to Dean]
Hey, you wouldn't happen to have found a song anywhere called The Star Spangled Man? Kind of a 40's showtune feel?

[Private to B]
Dancing for me, gorgeous? [He knows not when to quit]

[Private to Charles]
Please tell me there's some sort of update on my goddamn helmet. [He just wants some good news right now :C]

[Private to Steve]
Why're you here anyway, Cap?

Comments

[can_has_vodka]

I do! I just don't make a big business of them until they're needed. Back home I am the clan's psychonaut, pushing the limits of what we can do, but we keep it quiet around the locals. They have been through a lot, and even regular people can be a bit skittish.

You're a different sort, though, and I do try to give a straight answer when asked about it. I'm a telepath, which I rarely use here because people are quite private, a precognitive, which I rarely use here because unless I focus on one person or question I get overwhelmed by potentialities, and a teleporter, which I use a lot because it means we can get people to the infirmary straightaway when there's trouble.

[aggravating]

[Yes yes, backstory backstory, skittish people blah blah. Sorry, hun, Tony really only cares about the interesting parts of things. Not so much how many people exploded due to the emergence of a power or whatever the hell happens with preternatural abilities.

He cares about the what and the how.]

Telepaths I've met. My warden's one. Precognition? Fun, but I really don't care about that timeline and potential outcomes philosophy crap right now. Teleportation, though. [Oh how curious he looks] That sounds fun.

[can_has_vodka]

Oh it is. I just sorted out how to do it about a year ago. Wouldn't work so well if I didn't already have an innate sense of spacetime, but...it does.

It's also rather a fun way of bouncing people if they become violent drunks.

[aggravating]

One minute they're starting a bar fight, the next thing they know they're getting a sharp shock of reality in the form of a pool?

[He really liked that idea, actually.]

Honestly, kind of wishing more people were born with stuff like that. I can't tell you how many times teleportation could have saved my ass.

[can_has_vodka]

Basically, yes. I am one of the few people out there who can be pacifistic and yet still look after people.

[She thinks--yeah, for all of three seconds.]

Well, you know, Tony, I am borrowable.

[aggravating]

[That... has a slow grin spreading across his face right about now]

Honey, I can think of sixteen everyday uses for teleportation and I haven't even gotten into the fun stuff yet.

[can_has_vodka]

Hee hee hee...this is going to be fun!