aterat | Enter an old man

Who; Steve Rogers & you..yes you
What; Arrival
Where; Fountain square?
When; After he arrives
Warnings; None

Blue eyes looked around as he stood in front of the fountain, hands on his hips. Steve had met the lady with the red hair and while she'd been friendly, she couldn't give him the information he needed to get back home. There had been a war going on and Thanos was on a rampage to utterly obliterate the universe so the last thing he needed was to be stuck in the middle of..wherever this place was.

He remembered getting hit in the face and then he woke up here. But if he showed up in this spot, then logic would dictate this was a portal and he really needed to get back to where he was needed.

His gaze caught sight of a drawing..was that a red dragon rising near a fire? Well it didn't matter, he had to keep searching for answers. The fate of the universe and his friends depended on him and he had to get home.

He'd outran the little guy with the Green satchel by accident and when he'd turned back around the dwarf or gnome thing had disappeared so he'd gone back to the fountain to look for more clues as to how to get back to save countless innocent lives from a tyrant hell bent on destroying their existence.

Steve half startled when he heard someone excusing themselves in order to get around him. "Sorry." When he was reassured there was no harm done, his blue eyes slightly widened in amazement as the gas lamps around him were lit. That got his attention and he shook his head.

"This technology is older than I am." There was a smile for a moment but then after the lamp lighter gentleman left, he crouched down to inspect more of the fountain itself, tapping on the stone.

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There was that 'dude' word again but at least she didn't seem to recognize him or at least she didn't mention anything about the Avengers or the previous attack on New York or anything. That was a good thing and Steve was of course going to keep things as low key as possible.

The smile was great to see and he nodded with his own smile in place. "Manhattan..well home is where you make it so that counts." He just really couldn't get over meeting a fellow New Yorker here, how strange, yet how awesome.

"How long have you been here?"

"Mm, not long - a few weeks maybe? S'gone by real quick, but the novelty's really startin' t'wear off, if you get my drift."

Shoving her hand back into her pocket, she carried on without much trouble. "What kinda uniform is that, anyhow? Doesn't look like military- well, I guess it kinda does, but like...not, cause I know that beard ain't regulation, or at least I'm assumin'."

"A few weeks?" Steve asked, concerned about that long of a time frame being trapped here. But he had to pull himself back because it wasn't Holly's fault, she was just giving him the information that she had. Luckily though her words about his uniform had him pull back and try and dust some of the dirt off, which probably meant his hair was dirty too since that fall had landed him right in it. "Right.." And then he pulled a twig out of his hair and examined it a moment before tossing it aside.

Then there was the question about the military. He'd once been there and had tried to sneak in..but that was before the serum and wasn't important. "My uniform used to look better." Rogers was not going to lie but he wasn't exactly going to be forthcoming because he couldn't tell her things for her own safety so he shook his head with a small embarrassed and self conscious tug at his beard. "No..this isn't exactly regulation." But it was for a nomad and secret Avenger.

There once had been a white star on the center of his uniform, but that was before he'd gone on the run. Since that day with Bucky and Tony and the choice he'd made..it still haunted him sometimes. But he had been there in Wakanda trying to do the right thing after it had been reported that Stark had gone missing. It was as he'd said, Earth had lost her best defender.

But he had to get the attention off of himself so he just half laughed and shook his head. "So what was going on in Manhattan before you arrived here?"

So...he was military, but...not. Maybe a mercenary? Ohh, that'd be very cool indeed..he kinda suited that, she thought. He looked all serious and a bit rugged but also with nice hair, like the guys you see in action movies.

The question about home derails that trail of thought rather nicely (and thankfully, for Steve's sake).

"Oh- not a lot, really. Same old stuff, the political landscape is on fire and the world's fallin' to pieces slowly, but the weather's still good!"

Even if there wasn't any mirth in his system, Steve smiled with a slight nod. "That sounds like New York alright." Really, Earth too but he figured maybe if things were worse than the girl might tip him off to it. And he couldn't and wouldn't fault her for not knowing about Thanos or any alien attack on New York, or the Avengers.

And he hoped to further keep Holly's mind busy with his next question. "So what does everyone do for fun here?" It was odd to think back to when he was a kid with all of the health issues he had. But even then he had Bucky with him so it was no big deal if he got sick or anything.

She nodded as well, and shrugged. "New York's just New York, nothin' really changes y'know?" There wasn't much that Holly could imagine that'd impact it, asides from like....a big-ass asteroid. Or aliens, like in 'War of the Worlds'.

The question of what there was to do earned Steve a heavy sigh. "Honestly? Not a whole lot - there's a lotta stuff to look at and explore, and there's a couple'a bars and whatever, but there's no internet or anythin'."

Truly, the most tragic thing about this place. "They don't even have a movie theatre."

There was another smile and Steve shook his head. "Good old New York." Well maybe the attacks hadn't happened yet which was a good thing. But that didn't give him permission to slack off and that wasn't something he would ever even think to do.

He was surprised at the sigh and soon got the reason for it. "No internet.." Huh, that would figure. A modern convenience he had gotten used to and it was nowhere around. "So what have you gone and explored?" If anyone could get an interesting point of view, he'd learned it was through a child with the small amount of time he'd spent at Clint's place.

But the last part he heard was something else. "Not even a movie theatre..what kind of technology does this place even have?" That really wasn't meant at Holly, but it made even less sense than waking up seventy years later.

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