AU Milliways

[therighttime]

The door opens from one pub to the next. A rosy-tinted, warm little English pub filled to the brim with uniformed soldiers and local girls, crowing and laughing and being alive, really feeling it for the first time in longer than any of them would like to admit.

The woman who is leaving that particular pub is tall - very tall, inches over six feet - shapely in her 1940s olive dress uniform. Her make-up is fresh, her tie in perfect order, her hair is even curled in classic victory rolls (it took three showgirls three hours to make it happen, but they're all used to it by now).

Stephanie Rogers is grinning, flush-faced and filled with joy as she waves to a dark-haired soldier at the bar and steps purposefully into -- another bar.

She recognizes a shift, a difference immediately, and keeps one hand on the knob even as she frowns thoughtfully at the room around her.

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[therighttime]

"It's not the time that worries me, really," Steph admits with a slow nod, glancing over her shoulder to take in the rest of the bar. "Multiple worlds, universes, all that space... okay, I read some Princess of Mars, but still. That's a little harder to wrap my head around."

[thebesteverseen]

Steve doesn't recognize the book title, but with seventy years of difference he's not surprised about it either. It's something to considering looking into later, when she isn't sitting here. Especially when he's nodding, lifting his bottle in a very relaxed sort of toast. "Touché."

His gaze followed hers, as he took another drink of his Longboard. "There's nothing like this seventy years in the future either. I didn't believe it at first, but they're rather convincing when you point it out." Almost too pushy and helpful when it came to it.

Being convincing things were real, did not actually mean he had the slightest faith in it all.

He'd believed Danny, but a lot of it was still very messed up when you considered it being real, too.

[therighttime]

"Oh, I'd be locked up in a minute for talking about it back home," Steph agrees. It's not a joke, though it's phrased like one. She meant for it to be a joke.

It's just that these days, a lot of folks are looking for reasons to get her out of the field. If she works hard enough, they'll do more damage than good by getting in her way just because she's a woman.

"So no flying cars or alien visits in the future?"