[Jason ended up in the tavern by chance, certainly not by choice. He's supposed to meet a coach who will talk to him about how to entertain an audience, and the coach insisted on meeting here, and now the useless bastard hasn't even shown up in a timely fashion. Jason looks distinctly uncomfortable, surrounded by people drinking, smoking in spite of the rule against it because it does something to kill the smell of liquor from clogging up his head with memories. He taps his foot and nurses a cup of plain water, casting glares about him like a sprinkler on a lawn.
His augment, hilariously, has slated him to be a therapist. He's pretty sure that having to entertain the masses for money he never gets because he's bad TV is some cycle of hell. He must have had an aneurysm, or been shot by Capitol guards, or been smothered with a pillow by Swann and woken up here. He must have died and done something in his life (he has a few guesses what) to deserve this shitshow. Then a woman bumps into his back, and he twists around ready to chew her out with anger that's had a good thirty minutes and thirty-seven years to build up.
He was not expecting to see Peggy here. The last time they saw each other, she had just crawled out from under the seat of his car and went off into the woods for safe passage. He didn't expect to see her alive again, and instead of gratitude that she's alive he's still upset at her, still reeling, but the first thing he does when she practically trips over him is catch her anyway.]
Jesus Christ, Peggy. I'd ask what's gotten into you but I can wager a pretty good guess by your breath.
Re: Peggy Carter | Hunger Games AU / The Games CRAU (originally Agent Carter)
His augment, hilariously, has slated him to be a therapist. He's pretty sure that having to entertain the masses for money he never gets because he's bad TV is some cycle of hell. He must have had an aneurysm, or been shot by Capitol guards, or been smothered with a pillow by Swann and woken up here. He must have died and done something in his life (he has a few guesses what) to deserve this shitshow. Then a woman bumps into his back, and he twists around ready to chew her out with anger that's had a good thirty minutes and thirty-seven years to build up.
He was not expecting to see Peggy here. The last time they saw each other, she had just crawled out from under the seat of his car and went off into the woods for safe passage. He didn't expect to see her alive again, and instead of gratitude that she's alive he's still upset at her, still reeling, but the first thing he does when she practically trips over him is catch her anyway.]
Jesus Christ, Peggy. I'd ask what's gotten into you but I can wager a pretty good guess by your breath.