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[whatialways_do]

Acclimating a soldier from the forties to modern day Seattle is easier said than done. Especially considering the soldier's basically been in cryostasis for eighty years. Max is trying taking it slow, bringing him clothes to Logan's apartment when he needs them and stopping by to hang out every once in a while, but she knows that eventually she's going to have to try and get him out of the apartment and into some semblance of normalcy. And the first step to normalcy is getting a job.

Or at least "getting a job" as far as Jam Pony was concerned.

Max rolls her bike up to Logan's front door, knocking lightly before just trying the handle and letting herself in. It's not like she really respected Logan's boundaries in the first place considering the first time she met she was stealing from him. She lets the bike rest against the counter before speaking up.

"Anybody home?" She glances around. "We're going to be late."

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Steve has been ready for quite some time. He's still accustomed to the lifestyle of a solider despite no longer being one. He can be up on his feet and ready to take on the forces of evil in the time it takes someone to make toast in the morning. What holds him back is his nerves.

The solider is not sure he is ready to reenter a world he no longer belongs to. He'll do it though if only because he owes Max that much. She saved him when it would have been easier not to. That apparently worth a lot in this brand new world.

He springs to his feet and goes to greet Max as if he'd never been reluctant to do so in the first place. Steve's still not the sharing type. Whatever anxieties he may have of rejoining the world are staying buried deep inside his heart. "In here." He flashes a smile the second he lays eyes on her. "Ready?"

[whatialways_do]

She nods with a smile as she does. If there's tension about him rejoining the world, she doesn't comment on it. She remembers when she first got out of Manticore, and had to figure out how to navigate this world of people who didn't operate the same way she did.

It takes some getting used to, but she's confident that Steve will find his way, sooner or later.

"Ready. Let's go." It's better not to drag it out too long. "Have you done messenger work before?"

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Steve pauses a moment before adding lamely, "I spent some time as a newspaper boy." Which is no. He knows how to do art, kill a man, lead a special ops team, and... that's it. Truly he is a sad person.

[whatialways_do]

She chuckles a bit as she leads him down, before shrugging. "It's something like that. Except instead of handing out papers to everyone, we're just going to one person with one package. Normal will stick you with one of the older staff to help you learn your way around the city, but once you do, it's easy enough."

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Steve shrugs in return. Jokes are the only way to deal with the threat of feeling intimidated about getting out there. "Well I did manage to get through hundreds of miles of HYDRA occupied territory on my own so yeah. I think I'll learn the city with some help."

[whatialways_do]

She smirks a bit at that, before turning back to the road and pushing the bike ahead of her. "Must be crazy with the way wars were fought back then. Now it's all espionage and under the table deals - there aren't really territories or anything like that."