[ When she came across this area, Peggy didn't know what to expect. She decides it was worth her time exploring in case something useful came along in her path. As always, Peggy is remaining on guard, pistol hidden away in her jacket but easy to reach. She's also got a knife tucked in her boot, and well, she has her fists.
A moving figure ahead catches her attention and she reaches for the pistol, taking it out but letting it rest by her side. They could be a friendly after all and Peggy doesn’t want to shoot someone unless it was absolutely necessary. She watches the person come closer to her, noting the clothing and the arm first before her gaze shifts to their face.
Impossible. It couldn't be: he fell to his death. And yet here he was, Captain America's best friend, a fine soldier, in front of her with his hands in the air and a metal arm. He also looked different, older perhaps. ]
Barnes? [ The shock on her expression is evident, mouth dropped slightly open in surprise. Peggy's grip on the gun relaxes but she doesn't let go of it. ]
No, you didn't. How are you here? [Alive goes left unsaid, even if it's what she really means. ]
It's perfect (apologies for the delay!)
A moving figure ahead catches her attention and she reaches for the pistol, taking it out but letting it rest by her side. They could be a friendly after all and Peggy doesn’t want to shoot someone unless it was absolutely necessary. She watches the person come closer to her, noting the clothing and the arm first before her gaze shifts to their face.
Impossible. It couldn't be: he fell to his death. And yet here he was, Captain America's best friend, a fine soldier, in front of her with his hands in the air and a metal arm. He also looked different, older perhaps. ]
Barnes? [ The shock on her expression is evident, mouth dropped slightly open in surprise. Peggy's grip on the gun relaxes but she doesn't let go of it. ]
No, you didn't. How are you here? [Alive goes left unsaid, even if it's what she really means. ]