who are we to be emotional

[fight_like_a_girl]

WHO| Steph and YOU!
WHAT| Arrival Shenanigans
WHEN| Today after she gets dropped in Panem
WHERE| Training Center, District 8 Suites, Rooftop
WARNINGS| None at the moment!


Training Center

This isn't the first time Stephanie has woken up in a strange place, but it was certainly the first time for a mob of armed guards informing her that she was now apart of a battle royal to the death. She'd insisted that they must be joking, but when they got nasty and threatened violence, she backed off. Contrary to popular belief, she didn't actually enjoy getting beat up. There was also the nagging feeling that something was very wrong with her, she just couldn't place what, which is why she's here in the training center.

It doesn't take long for her to discover that they're somehow blocking the serum in her body. Her punches don't move the sandbags like they used to, and she gets winded so easily that it's alarming. Steph stops the bag from swinging, breathing hard and fast. None of this boded well.



District 8 Suites

The district suites where they dropped her off are ridiculous to say the least. They're huge and gaudy and she can't quite decide if she likes them or not; It's so much space for so few people. She might be biased in that respect, but there's no denying the scale and luxury of it all.

Steph is poking around the common areas and the kitchen, investigating all the bells and whistles. It's not like she has much else to do.



Rooftop

After everything that's happened so far, Steph has wandered to the rooftop for some fresh air. She has to admit that the view of the city is is impressive. It's still a whole different world, hostile and controlling, apparently feeding on death and pain like it's going out of style. It's frustrating to be so powerless in the face of such gross injustices. But none of that means she's about to give up. No, she's just got to come up with a plan of attack. And there's no use rushing headlong into trouble.
 

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Rooftop

[tasermaiden]

Darcy's found that, sometimes, things in the tower get too intense. Emotions run high. People lose their shit over having to share a bathroom with other people. Things are said, objects are thrown, and crazy Russian spies with eyepatches are apparently prone to losing their shit in the most epic of manners.

And when that happens, she grabs the iPod that Steve had liberated during the black out and returned to her and goes up to the roof. She just focuses on being surrounded by her music and the wind and the sight of all the other rooftops and tries to imagine that this is all some bizarre fantasy.

When Darcy sees the blonde, she can't help but stare a little bit. She's new. Or at least Darcy thinks she is. She's never seen her before. And...wow. She's gorgeous. Like, supermodel gorgeous.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Darcy asks one she finally manages to pick her jaw up off the ground.

[fight_like_a_girl]

She's used to people staring, it happens a lot back home and for varying reasons, but she knows enough to see that the girl doesn't mean anything bad by it. Steph smiles and shrugs.

"A penny won't buy you much these days." See, she's still got her sense of humor. Maybe. "I'm still trying to wrap my head around everything."

[tasermaiden]

"I'm not used to pennies being some to buy anything. Dagnabbed inflation." Sorry, Steph, she's a hopeless 90s and on kid. "I don't even know if they have pennies here."

Note to self: look into how currency here works. That's kind of important.

"That makes two of us. I'm Darcy, by the way. Darcy Lewis."

[fight_like_a_girl]

She has to laugh at that, because it's so very, very true. Steph has since gotten past the sticker shock of the 21st century, but sometimes she still found things mind boggling. Like for instance, she really doesn't want to know how much money went into just this one building.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Darcy." She holds out a hand in greeting. "I'm Stephanie Rogers."

[tasermaiden]

"It's nice to meet you, Stephanie." Darcy takes her hand. And then something clicks into place in her head. So, not much hand shaking is going on so much as staring as she realizes why certain things about the woman in front of her seem so familiar.

Wow, way to be polite, Darcy. This is the greatest first impression she could possibly make.

"Like...Captain America Rogers?" She's never met Steve Rogers. She's heard of him, of course. And seen him on TV and read about him and the Howling Commandos in some college history classes. But she's seen enough of the Steve Rogers from her world to know why the woman in front of her was giving her some hardcore deja vu. "Because, no offense, where I'm from Cap's a dude. Not that I'm saying you're not Captain America because, holy shit, you totally look the part, but...I'm just going to shut up now."

[fight_like_a_girl]

And now you've lost her Darcy. No one has yet explained that there are a lot of people not just from different worlds, but different realities, so most of what she says doesn't make any sense.

"Yes...?" She gives her a confused look as she tries to sort through all that information. "Yes, I'm Captain America."

There had apparently been talk about passing on the name and the status after she fell, but it had never happened to her knowledge. Someone could have impersonated her, but that seems unlikely.

"But what the hell are you talking about?"

Please explain, things are getting weird.

[tasermaiden]

To be fair, if someone came up to Darcy and told her all this shit (pre-Thor and aliens and the cluster fuck that is her life), she would've laughed at them and said they were crazy.

"Okay, so, where I'm from, Captain America is and always has been a dude named Steve Rogers. Near the end of the war, his plane went down and he was presumed dead until a couple years ago when they found him and brought him in and now he's vying with Thor for best ass on a superhero. Not that I'm saying you don...okay, never mind that." Darcy can't help but give Steph a sheepish, apologetic look. "The people who run this place pull people from various realities or something like that, so you don't just have your Earthlings and Asgardians and weird grey aliens with horns, but you have people from different, but similar realities, like the two versions of Bucky Barnes."

Which she realizes may not be the best thing to mention right off the bat, buuut it's too late for that.

[fight_like_a_girl]

Everything sounds about right in regards to her life's history, and she thinks she's following Darcy on the whole alternate realities thing. She's never done a whole lot with science fiction stuff but with Thor and his crazy brother appearing, she supposes that it's not too much of a stretch to think their kidnappers have figured out how to do it. They did bring them all here, after all.

Still, it's kind of weird to think that in another life she's a guy. She wonders how much that changed things, and ultimately what he's like. It raises a lot of other questions too but she shelves them as soon as she hears that name.

"Bucky," She can barely breath. "Did you say Bucky Barnes?"

There's no way Steph is going to sit still if she's here. Or a version of her. Close enough.

[tasermaiden]

"Yeah, two of them. I've only met one so far. He's..." She pauses for a moment. She doesn't want to shit talk him in front of his best friend/best friend's female counterpart from an alternate reality, but he almost killed her for throwing a snowball at him. He also stopped once he realized what was going on, so, she can't exactly be mad at the dude. "...kind of intense. I've seen the other one around and he seems a little more normal."

This is probably kind of overwhelming. Darcy would be totally overwhelmed in her position. "I'm sorry for heaping all of this on you at once. I know it's a lot."

[fight_like_a_girl]

"He...?" She echos the word. She used 'he' for both of them, which mean neither of them are her Bucky. Which is both a good and bad thing, because on one hand she'd feel terrible if she was here with them, but then that still meant the others where here in her stead. Considering everything that had happened before she arrived that couldn't be good for anyone involved. "Shit."

She takes a deep breath. It's no use worrying over things she can't control, like what her own brainwashed assassin was doing back home. She just hopes it'll work out okay without her there.

"Don't be sorry, it's not your fault." She shakes her head. "I was going to find out eventually, right?"

[tasermaiden]

"Yeeeeah, he." Yup, she sees that look on Steph's face. "I mean, you should probably consider that a good thing. I mean, that means your Bucky's still relatively safe. At least from all this, anyway."

Y'know, not counting the fact that the Capitol could potentially drag her here at some point, but that's totally beside the point.

"Well, yeah, considering dude-you's kind of made himself a known entity here from what I've heard. I haven't even met him yet and I've heard all about him. Besides the obvious Captain America stuff." She shrugs slightly. "At least you didn't find out from Tony Stark?"

[fight_like_a_girl]

"That's something to be thankful for, at least." Not that Bucky couldn't have handled herself here. She probably would do disturbingly well, actually. She's not going to dwell on that.

"Tony's here too?" What great news. "Wait, who else is here?"

[tasermaiden]

Darcy can say from personal experience that, if Steph's Bucky is anything like the Bucky Darcy's met, she'd do just fine in the Arena. Truthfully, Darcy isn't sure if she would say that if Steph brought it up though. Most people don't appreciate knowing that someone they care about would do alarmingly well in a death match.

"Um...hold on, lemme think. Thor, Thor's friend Sif, and Bruce Banner." So basically back home's most marketed parts of the Avengers. "There might be others too, but I haven't met them yet so I can't exactly say." Which is probably bummer news to get from a total stranger, but hey, she asked.