[ Even after spending a few solid years catching up on history, politics and pop culture, it's hard for Steve to forget a lot of the things he'd grown up with.
The same displacement, he'd found, repeats itself here. ]
It's something most people find difficult to let go of anyway.
[ Anyway. ]
Guess I should preemptively apologize in case we ever run into each other and I mistake you for him.
[ At this point, Rogers is pretty protective over Trevor and he's got a high opinion of him. They're running partners and they see each other almost every morning; that kind of bond isn't easily breakable at this point.
But - yeah. Given the possibility of face-twins, Steve's not sure what he'd think. It can't be as terrible as having a literal alternate version of yourself existing, however. He's not looking forward to the day he meets another nearly identical Steve Rogers. ]
Sure. I'll take you up on that and extend the same courtesy to you. If you're ever in Olympia, come find me. For a drink or coffee.
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[ And, ]
Just Jim's fine. [ A beat. ] Peggy's captain?
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Somehow the title is endearing. ] I guess I am.
So you know each other.
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[ Shut up Jim. ]
Your name came up in the captain confusion. Though you and Trevor would be senior lieutenants in my neck of the woods, I think.
[ Gentle shit-talking between military branches (or just, dragging the fact that navy ranks are fucking bonkers). ]
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[ Grim as the notion may be, it's ... also pretty true. Hell, in the last crapshow alone, he'd ended up meeting a whole lot of other refugees. ]
Ranks don't mean a whole lot on this planet but I guess some traditions die hard. So you know Trevor too.
It really is a small planet.
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[ Titles and details-- maybe someday they'll mean something. For Jim, it's just that he doesn't know any life outside of Starfleet, anymore. ]
It's impossible for me not to know Trevor, given we look enough alike that half the people I run into down here call me 'Steve'.
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[ Even after spending a few solid years catching up on history, politics and pop culture, it's hard for Steve to forget a lot of the things he'd grown up with.
The same displacement, he'd found, repeats itself here. ]
It's something most people find difficult to let go of anyway.
[ Anyway. ]
Guess I should preemptively apologize in case we ever run into each other and I mistake you for him.
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[ Who Jim has already met, and is happy to leave behind. Fuck off, mirrorverse. ]
Look me up if you're ever in Wyver, we'll get a beer or something.
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[ At this point, Rogers is pretty protective over Trevor and he's got a high opinion of him. They're running partners and they see each other almost every morning; that kind of bond isn't easily breakable at this point.
But - yeah. Given the possibility of face-twins, Steve's not sure what he'd think. It can't be as terrible as having a literal alternate version of yourself existing, however. He's not looking forward to the day he meets another nearly identical Steve Rogers. ]
Sure. I'll take you up on that and extend the same courtesy to you. If you're ever in Olympia, come find me. For a drink or coffee.
[ Probably not the shampoo though. ]
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Sure. You too, Jim.