Steve Rogers (
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paradisa2012-05-20 12:48 pm
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five tests
[Room filter]
[Steve sadly is getting used to ending up with ladies mysteriously in bed with him so there's no awkward panicking this time. He simply pulls up the sheets higher so there's some decency going on here. He's happy this time it's his room too. It will make getting pants a whole lot easier. These small comforts quickly disappears when he notices the woman in bed with him is not one of his friends or even anyone he knows. Then there's the matter of a small girl next to her trying to wake her before noticing Steve. She jumps on him instead, wrapping her arms around his neck much to Steve's confusion.]
Daddy! [Yep... more confusing. Steve clears his throat. Please wake up Xena if you can possibly sleep through all this.] Ma'am? Is this your daughter?
[Much later on: Steve is in the kitchen cooking breakfast. This scene wouldn't be all that special if it weren't for the raven haired toddler sitting on the counter insisting she can help... and trying to sneak bacon. She's a growing girl.
Anyways, Steve will be dictating to the journal at some point during cooking time.]
So anyone want to explain to me how this works? [He's being purposely vague to spare Lysandra's feelings.] This isn't like waking up somewhere new. If you could write down your answers too that would swell.
[Lysandra is pouting at that for any observors. Steve gives her a winning smile and pats her head.] I've got company with me today.
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Everyone okay?
[Steve sadly is getting used to ending up with ladies mysteriously in bed with him so there's no awkward panicking this time. He simply pulls up the sheets higher so there's some decency going on here. He's happy this time it's his room too. It will make getting pants a whole lot easier. These small comforts quickly disappears when he notices the woman in bed with him is not one of his friends or even anyone he knows. Then there's the matter of a small girl next to her trying to wake her before noticing Steve. She jumps on him instead, wrapping her arms around his neck much to Steve's confusion.]
Daddy! [Yep... more confusing. Steve clears his throat. Please wake up Xena if you can possibly sleep through all this.] Ma'am? Is this your daughter?
[Much later on: Steve is in the kitchen cooking breakfast. This scene wouldn't be all that special if it weren't for the raven haired toddler sitting on the counter insisting she can help... and trying to sneak bacon. She's a growing girl.
Anyways, Steve will be dictating to the journal at some point during cooking time.]
So anyone want to explain to me how this works? [He's being purposely vague to spare Lysandra's feelings.] This isn't like waking up somewhere new. If you could write down your answers too that would swell.
[Lysandra is pouting at that for any observors. Steve gives her a winning smile and pats her head.] I've got company with me today.
[Friends]
Everyone okay?

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[Scottish. You get used to it, Steve.]
He's not a pick of bother.
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[Lysandra is definitely peeking at the baby while trying not to be obvious about it. It's really not working since she's half off the counter trying to get a better look. Thankfully Steve shoots his arm to catch her before she can fall and gives a bashful smile.]
Do you mind letting Lysandra see the baby?
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[He starts as the kid's about to fall, before Steve has her and he relaxes slightly.]
Sure, of course. [He walks forward, showing the toddler the sleepy baby. He has brown-blond hair and Carson's blue eyes.]
His name's Rodney. [He looks to Steve.] And I'm Carson. Dr. Carson Beckett.
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Steve Rogers. This is Lysandra Rogers. [He claps a hand on her shoulder proudly.]
Nice to meet you, Doctor Beckett. Rodney.
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I'd say he likes you. And, please. Carson's just fine.
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But I'm close to figuring out the formula for the therapy. Should only be a wee bit longer.
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[He tickles Rodney under the chin and the baby giggles, grabbing Carson's finger, burbling happily.]
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[That smile has a sad quality to it.]
I've always wanted a wee baby. Despite everything this place has done, I'm thankful to it for this oppertunity.
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...And I've only recently discovered what my loss is.
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