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[stephrogers]

The mellow dance hall had an old timey feel to it: wooden paneling, sweethearts dancing slowly with each other as the gentle music of a big band song played. Steph was standing to the side, searching over the slow moving couples to see if she could find...if she could find him. But something was off. She knew she wasn't in the 40s anymore. She knew that. She was wearing her new Captain America uniform. One that Coulson designed. Yet...yet the setting looked just like home. And there was hope in her chest that Bucky was just really late.

No. This was a dream. It had to be.

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[stephrogers]

"What else do we know about the enemy?" she asked. Perhaps later, she can dig up about this girl on her own.

[braidstobows]

"They are abominations that should no longer exist in this world." This was, perhaps, stating the obvious at this point - at least to Homura, whose world's magical girls faced that type of threat regularly. To a soldier whose enemies were simply the opposing, human, army, perhaps it was different.

[stephrogers]

"And that's it? We need to do a little bit more recon work in order to figure out what our course of action," Steph insisted.

[braidstobows]

"If you wish, I will accompany you. It may be for the best." That is, it may be for the best if Steph thinks of these sorts of things instead of the strangeness of the situation.

[stephrogers]

"Kid, this might not be the best place for you," she insisted. Just then, a loud alarm went off. The people started disappearing.

[braidstobows]

She was too deep in the dream to take the cue at first; Homura didn't disappear until she ran to the door and outside to check on the people quickly vanishing from the grounds. Just before she faded, she gave one last look back to Stephanie.

[stephrogers]

"Watch out!" But her voice died in her lips as the girl disappeared and everyone else disappeared and the morning light nearly blinded her.