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but seriously there will be flying cars (_stark_) wrote,
@ 2014-08-17 23:17:00

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howard stark, peggy carter, test thread

Pre-Fondue Test Thread (Mid First Avenger, after Steve jumps)
All right, so things were not going precisely according to plan. That was okay. Or, it would be, so long as the plane continued to have wings and an engine. It was absolutely true what Peggy had said -- Howard was the "best civilian pilot around," but, unlike non-civilian pilots, his training hadn't been particularly thorough in the area of "dodging other planes' bullets." But they were still in the air! For now. So that was good.

"Is he clear?" he called back to Peggy, grunting softly as he turned the plane up to avoid an incoming missile. "Because if he is I highly recommend closing that damn door and strapping in. It's gonna be a little choppy for a while."

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_stark_
2014-08-20 04:03 am UTC (link)

And with that, a smile sparked back onto Howard's mouth, prompted by the sheer amount of cheese she'd managed to fit on one little cube of bread. "Careful enough to know when to accept dangerous, unauthorized missions, anyway," he said lightly.

He dipped his bread into the cheese and idly tried to beat her record, his eyes glazing over just a little when he thought of his favorite design. "Please. I'm designing a dream." He breathed a soft, pleased sigh. "After this war is over, I'm going to save the goddamn world. You watch. Peace for years. Decades!" He grinned. "It'll be great. And that's coming from the guy selling the guns."

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margaretc
2014-08-21 12:26 am UTC (link)

Peggy couldn't help but grin when Howard lightly commented about taking on dangerous, unauthorized missions. She did her level best to be an exemplary officer for the SSR, and though it hadn't technically been an official mission, it was absolutely a worthy cause. She would catch some flack from her supervising officer, no doubt, but flack wasn't enough to stop her from doing what was right.

She regarded Howard with amusement as an unfocused, dopey look came across his face. It was the sort of look one typically associated with men looking at freshly baked pastries. Or women. And here was Howard, lusting after world peace. She wouldn't have been surprised if he started drooling. "And how do you plan to save the goddamn world, Stark?"

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_stark_
2014-08-21 04:12 am UTC (link)

Howard chewed his bread as he cued up a quick elevator speech in his head, his eyes already sparkling. Setting his fork down, he spread his hands apart, palms out, and brought them apart in a rainbow arc. "Picture for me if you will," he said, "a world in which everyone has access to an equal amount of cheap, clean energy. No quibbling over resources. No slave labor. Stability." His smile grew. "That world can exist. It can. Maybe not soon, but Maggie..." he shook his head. "There's something I'm working on. A generator. I haven't worked out all the kinks just yet, but once I figure out how to power it well enough, it's going to work."

He lifted his chin, dreamy. "And it's going to save the world. Maybe not in twenty years. Maybe not even in my lifetime. But someday, Maggie. Someday not too far away." He reached for his fork, expression snapping back into humor. "But first the Nazis. One thing at a time."

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