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━━• chapter three; Man's World •━━

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━━• chapter three; Man's World •━━

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After docking, I look around at the stoned streets and over-dressed people, horse-drawn carriages, newsstands. These are all firsts for me, and I'm fascinated by everything around me. I glance at Steve and realize he's no longer in his German overcoat and in very form-fitting clothes with stripes and stars. I glance at a man and woman walking past.

"Why are they holding hand?" I ask Steve.

"Probably because they are together." He answers. I grab his hand in mine before he lets it go. "No, we're not together... I mean, like that. Look, we need to go this way."

"To the War!" Steve points the opposite way.

"Technically, that's the way to war."

"Then where are we going?"

"To brief my superiors before we can go to the war."

"I let you go, you take me to Ares. We made a deal, Steve Rogers. A deal is a promise. A promise is unbreakable."

"Let's go to my superiors then we get to go to the war."

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Steve and I await in an office before we're greeted by two older males and beautiful female.

""Sir,' I'd like to surrender myself over for disciplinary action."" Steve decreed. I look at him.

"That won't be necessary." The man with metals states. Everyone stares at me.

"Who is this?" A different man asks me. "Sir Patrick Morgan."

"I am Diana, Princess of --"

"Prince!" Steve interrupts me. "Diana Prince. She helped get me back here." The men nod and leave us alone with the woman.

"You're late." She sates.

"I couldn't call my ride, but Diana did a fine job of getting me back here." I smile at her.

"Peggy Carter. Well, I'm sure your buddy will be happy that your back." The woman informs Steve. "He's been beating himself since you've been missing. You can see him after you debrief us." I put my hand on my hips, and that moves the flaps of my cape back. Steve instantly tries to cover me up. "Let's get you some clothes."

"What do you women wear into battle?" I question. Peggy smiles knowingly.

"Well' let's get the secretary to get you some clothes."

"What's a secretary?"

"Someone who does what is given to them."

"Well, where I come from that's called slavery." I see a significant smile form on Peggy's lips.

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