First Entrance

[captained]

The door opens, admitting a tall guy in a red, white and blue costume that may or may not look like he was mugged by an American flag. The shield he's carrying on his left arm, decorated in the same motif, doesn't help either. He stops, confusions flickering across the part of his face not obscured by a hooded mask, which mainly consists of his jaw

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[forgottenmotley]

A gentleman in motley Victorian era clothing is sitting at the bar watching the fella in just as odd clothing. At least in his opinion. He's never seen a superhero before and has no frame of reference. So this is highly entertaining for him.

[captained]

The Victorian-era clothing isn't something that Steve is all that familiar with, outside family photos or those in the homes of the wealthy, so he does a little bit of staring himself. At least it's only a few seconds until he catches himself and looks faintly embarrassed under the hood.

"Hello."

[forgottenmotley]

Well it could be worse. He could be wearing his paper crown on top of his hat.

"Hello. You look..." he searches for a good word to use.

[captained]

A crown might clash? Maybe.

"Patriotic?"

Helpful Steve is helpful.

[forgottenmotley]

Yes, but he's King of Milliways! He's supposed to wear a crown. At least that's what he thinks.

"For whose country?"

He has a distinct British - if vague as to exactly where in England- accent.

[captained]

"Best one on Earth," There's a small smile to accompany that, genuine in it's intent. Steve really does believe it.

"United States of America."

[forgottenmotley]

It's the complete and utter genuineness that throws the Fool. He honestly has absolutely no idea how to handle someone like that. He's never met anyone with such perfect belief.

It kind of scares him.

"I'm sure there are plenty of people who would take issue to that statement," he manages.

[captained]

Steve's chockfull of genuineness like that, and it -- Never. Goes. Away. He loves his country with the kind of fervor that only a true idealist can, even if he has to shed blood for it in the future.

"I'm sure there are, but it's my opinion, and I think most of America would agree with me."

[forgottenmotley]

It really is kind of scary.

"And I'm sure that is all good and fine in the colonies, but you aren't there any more."

[captained]

"It'd be helpful to know where I am then."

Steve + America = 4Evar.

[forgottenmotley]

Steve/America = OTP?

"Milliways. It's at the end of the universe. As far away from America as you can get." He pauses. "First drink is free."

[captained]

Could very well be, when all is said and done.

"... End of the what?"

[forgottenmotley]

"Universe. I think that's why the first drink is free. To help people deal with it. Sadly they don't include the food."

[captained]

"Universe isn't a thing that ends." Also, if he remembers what little Sunday schooling he had, didn't God create the universe or something?

[forgottenmotley]

"Everything dies, eventually. It may take what seems like forever, but it does end."

[captained]

"From my small perspective, it's forever, sir."

So there.