Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ.

❝Chase the wind and touch the sky.❞ || Level 6 || #OS

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

❝One time I saw the World's Fair from the sky.❞

• it's Agent Carter, not "the Director's son"
• Level 6, pilot
• member of @OpSleeperRPG

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@WorthyDirector He turned and finally gave her a grin. "Aren't I always?"

[αηαιѕ кαινα ℭσнєη. @InAgentePacis]

⠀⠀⠀⠀αηαιѕ кαινα ℭσнєη.

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❉∫» ℒevel Eιɢнт —— Aɢeɴт Eιɢнтeeɴ
❉∫» Sнιpѕ w/ ℭнeмιѕтry.
Oғ @OpSleeperRPG.

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@WorthyDirector —did their jobs correctly then all should be well."

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@WorthyDirector "Mhmm," Steven hummed as he popped the candy in his mouth. "It'll be practically nothing. Fly there, pick up the team, and leave. If they—

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@WorthyDirector —again. "It could be dangerous, so Daniel picked me."

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@WorthyDirector "Extraction," Steven replied, wandering over to the other side of he room to pluck a candy from the bowl on her desk. And to avoid her gaze—

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@GentleCombatant —it's a great warm-up."

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@GentleCombatant Steven nodded slowly. "That's fair," he said. He inclined his head. "Would you like to run with me? I have about a mile or two to go, and—

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@GentleCombatant "So," Steven continued, folding his hands behind his back, "You're here early. Usually it's just me in here until about eight."

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@WorthyDirector —Germany tomorrow."

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@WorthyDirector He nodded. "I love you, mama," he replied, returning her smile. Then, he added, since he knew she was in a good mood. "Also, I'm flying to—

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@GentleCombatant —his hand out for her to shake.

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@GentleCombatant Steven tilted his head. Of course she would know... still, he didn't know her. "Well, it's a pleasure, Agent Sinclair," he said and stuck—

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@WorthyDirector He rolled his eyes playfully. "Yes, ma'am," he replied with a nod of his head.

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@GentleCombatant —fault. You have the right here," he said. He put his hands on his hips and gave her a smile. "Anyway. I'm Steven, by the way."

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@GentleCombatant Steven paused, leaning on his knees a moment to catch his breath and calm his racing heart. He cleared his throat and straightened. "No, my—

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@WorthyDirector Steven shook his head, his expression morning to look amused. "Oh, alright, /most/ of the time," be repeated and stepped away.

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@WorthyDirector His grin widened even more. "You always say that," he replied and wrinkled his nose.

[ƤєηєƖуη Sσυѕα. @JeweledEffect]

❝Just call me Bubblegum Bitch.❞

• New York gals invented protesting
• the oldest Sousa Sister
• member of @OpSleeperRPG

[Sᴛᴇᴠᴇɴ Cᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. @OfFlyingAce]

@HistoricAgent @OpSleeperRPG || I see your Hamilton lyrics 👀