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[Her tone is blunt, sharp, faintly accented. No preamble.]

We are here to fight a war. How many of you are remotely prepared?

[She's guessing like three. But then again, she has high standards for preparedness.]

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Where?

The Palace. We must be within its walls for what I am going to tell you.

This evening. Approximately 1800 hours.

I will be there. Thank you. [Promptly, of course, because she always is.]

[She is waiting at the great white gates to the palace, dressed simply in black clothes and a leather jacket. Her hands are tucked into her pockets and she's both visibly and invisibly armed, though no doubt Peggy would not expect her any other way.]

[Peggy herself is armed, though in her case it's just invisibly, guns tucked under civvie clothes she's picked up in Keeliai. She's also perfectly on time, though that's standard, too. She spots Aisha and nods a greeting, closing the distance between them with swift but powerful steps.]

We've got to be inside, correct? [Conversational build ups and casual questions about the weather are not for Aisha, but Peggy respects that entirely, even kind of appreciates it.]

That is correct. Come.

[She turns and disappears into the open foyer of the palace.]

Who do you intend to share this information with?

[Peggy follows after her without issue.]

Captain Steve Rogers and Sergeant James Barnes, to start. I'll coordinate with them before anything else, or if sharing with anyone else.

[She curls a lip, just a little.]

'Captain America'.

[She knows they're acquainted, but damn is there vitriol in her tone when she says his title.]

[She notices the tone, but she doesn't really remark on it. Peggy thought it was a little ridiculous herself at first, but she's sort of accepted it now - not that it's the same feeling she's getting from Aisha in the slightest.] It began as propaganda, part of an American push to sell war bonds. Not to say it ever quite stopped being propaganda, no matter how much combat was seen.

It is not that. America embodies everything I hate.

[She shrugs.]

If you trust this man, you trust him, I do not care. The information is yours regardless of your allies.

[She doesn't know exactly the details of the future, but she's not blind to some of the things any of the Allies had done in her own war that were entirely less than stellar.]

[They're not here to discuss that, at any rate. Not that Peggy would shy away from it.]

I appreciate that. This strikes me as something the more people know the better regardless.

I agree, to an extent. It is better to leave the civilians... unstirred.

[Disdain? A little. Then she simply tips her head to one side, and relates all that she knows. About Malicant, the threat, the prior heroes, down to the smallest details she's learned from both Una and Iorveth. Congrats, Peggy, you just got an infodump.]

[She hums a little.] Fair enough. It's better suited in the hands of people who can do something about it.

[But Peggy listens attentively to everything Aisha says, barely interrupting and running over the information - she's always had a fairly good memory, her time as a spy sort of necessitated that, but it doesn't hurt. Her face is a lot more serious when the infodump is over.] You've found yourself quite a successful stream of sources.

You'll forgive my not naming them.

[Since. Aisha plays her cards close to her chest, even with people she likes.]

Of course. I'm merely impressed. [And she says it without the least bit of offense. She'd do the same, because keeping sources for something so important close is an act Peggy all too well understands.]

I have a habit of being in the right place at the proper time.

[It's a shrug, deflecting Peggy's praise. This exchange of information could just as easily be the other way around.]

I have amassed a stockpile of weaponry and ammunition. How is your store?

As long as it works.

[But then she nods.] I used my time in Atam to a complete advantage. It's aplenty, though I can't say for sure how well my usual preference of weapon will work against this.

[Because guns against this Malicant doesn't seem the most useful.]

Good. Keep me apprised. I will relinquish some of my own to you if you require it.

[And with that, she tips her head at the door to the palace. They've had their exchange of information, there's no sense in lingering here when they can speak privately elsewhere if they so choose.]

[She gives a nod of her own, before picking up pace beside Aisha to leave the palace.]

I will. And I appreciate the offer - it goes both ways.

[Even if she severely doubts Aisha will need it.]

I know it does, Peggy.

[She gives her a sideways expression, half a smile.]

I would not have offered if I felt it was otherwise.

[There's a faint smile in return.] I've found it never hurts to say, regardless.

Hm.

[She cants her head.]

Anything further?

About the situation at hand? No, not at the moment.

Then we will speak later.

[She gives Peggy a curt nod and heads off.]

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