[Audio/Video | 001: Arrival ]

[pepperspray]

[It's definitely a smart phone. It's definitely not her own. But, this one has signal and the other one doesn't, and she's just gotten herself out of one pod to find that she's surrounded by thousands of them. If there's anyone who knows what's going on...]

Tony?

[To most ears, she sounds carefully neutral. Calm, if you miss the little quaver that underpins the words.]

What's going on? Is it the chitauri? Is this--

[She ends the audio call on that, returning a couple moments later in the form of a video of a slender woman in a good quality business suit -- somewhere late-20th or early 21st century by its cut, and conservative enough to really fit any time that women are wearing modern suits. The backdrop is still the ship and she sems a lot more composed.]

I'm not sure who's out there, but if anyone can tell me what's going on here, I'd appreciate it. Was there another invasion attempt?

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Re: [audio]

[pepperspray]

Captain Rogers, is that you?

[Well, whatever's happened to bring them here, she's at least not alone.]

Are you all right? Tony said something about this being some future time and place...

[Technically, he referred to it as 'pulling a Cap', but Pepper would find that impolite to parrot back to the Cap in question.]

[audio]

[yankeedoodle]

Yes ma'am, it is.

[Even though she can't see him, he gives a nod of affirmation out of habit. At the second question he gives a small, wry smile.]

Everything is the future to me, though that sounds about right. Wouldn't have guessed the future to be a place for dinosaurs.

Re: [audio]

[pepperspray]

O brave new world, that has such people in't.

[Pepper's voice is wry as she recalls her Shakespeare.]

Although... dinosaurs? Are you talking metaphorically, or am I going to have to look out for a T.Rex?

[audio]

[yankeedoodle]

[Steve winces visibly.]

More like a triceratops?

[At least that one he's seen.]

Re: [audio]

[pepperspray]

Well.

[Pepper's voice has cone faint and slightly distant as she processes this. If it were anyone but earnest Captain Rogers, she'd be inclined to believe someone's having her on.]

At least that's, um, one of the herbivores.

[audio]

[yankeedoodle]

Well that's a positive.

I wish I had more information for you, Ms. Potts. Maybe we'll rendezvous at a time when things aren't going to pieces. [With this crowd, good luck, but he's staying optimistic.]

Re: [audio]

[pepperspray]

Absolutely. Someone else I've been talking with suggested that the hospital could use my help, so if you want to find me...

[She trails off with a crooked smile that appends an unspoken 'unless Tony has other plans'.]

Um. Stay safe out there, all right?

[audio]

[yankeedoodle]

You can bet on that, Ms. Potts, on both accounts. Try to keep Mr. Stark out of trouble. [which translates to: I'm wishing you well too but any kind of goodbye is difficult to say out loud, considering]