attention: name, name | mentions: name, name The Day of the Funeralwww.roleplayer.me/1312768
Today was the day of Peggy Carter’s funeral and Sharon Carter, Peggy’s great niece was getting ready for it. She would be performing the eulogy. She knew a lot of people would be at the funeral, including Steve Rogers. She remembered Peggy telling her stories about Steve…Captain America and how the two knew each other, including how the two were getting close. Steve would eventually find out Sharon’s true identity. She wasn’t really Kate the nurse who lived across the hall at the apartments, keeping a close eye on Steve Rogers as part of her assignment. Yes she was on assignment to watch out for Steve but she had to use a fake name so he wouldn’t find out so quickly on who she was.
Sharon stared at her mirror as she brushed her long blond, silky hair. It was slightly wavy in the middle. Something she wanted to fix later on but she didn’t have time. She wanted to make sure she got to the church plenty of time so she could have time to practice what she’s going to say. She started rehearsing it in her head. It sounded good but the she started to say a couple of sentences with her voice but softly. She would have to use her soft voice at the church. Yelling wouldn’t do no good. Also she didn’t want anyone else hearing what she had to say until she was at the church.
When she finished brushing her hair and making sure the makeup on her face was correct and had no smudges or teeny tiny spots that would be noticeably, even by someone with perfect vision. She added some finishing touches, to make sure every spot she wanted makeup on was covered. She nodded to herself, knowing her face and everything she was wearing looked perfect. She grabbed her hand bag and walked out the door. She quietly opened the door and then closed it, trying not to let the door make a sound. She then locks it up and heads out. She did her best to hold in her tears. She didn’t want to present herself with tears in her eyes, even though there was a reason. She wanted to look strong, like how Peggy taught her to be. She wanted to make her proud. She heard her aunt tell her she already had made her proud. .
" And she said, compromise when you can. Where you can't, don't. Even if everyone is telling you that something wrong is something right. Even if the whole world is telling you to move. It is your duty, to plant yourself like a tree, look them in their eye and say, " No... ... you move."
She arrived at the church and went inside. She looked to see who all was there. Most of the people were colleagues. Some were her family and friends. There were even strangers who were inspired by her work. She inspired a lot of people and her legacy would live on to future generations, she thought. She took her seat and then looks around. She spotted Steve nearby. Luckily he wasn’t looking directly at her direction. He knew she knew who Peggy was but just not how well she knew Peggy and he would soon find out. When everyone took their seats and sat down, the priest looked at her and smiled.
The priest opened up with a prayer. Everyone bowed their heads down as the priest said his words. It took a few minutes and when he ended the prayer with an ‘amen’ he looked at Sharon again “And now, I would like to invite Sharon Carter, to come up and say a few words”. She stood up and walked over to the podium and smiled a half smile at everyone, including Steve. She took a deep breath and began.
“Margaret Carter was known to most as a founder of SHIELD. But I just knew her as Aunt Peggy. She had a photograph in her office. Aunt Peggy standing next to JFK. As a kid, that was pretty cool. But, it was a lot to live up to. Which is why I never told anyone we were related. I asked her once how she managed to master diplomacy and espionage at a time when no one wanted to see a woman succeed at either. And she said, compromise when you can. Where you can't, don't. Even if everyone is telling you that something wrong is something right. Even if the whole world is telling you to move. It is your duty, to plant yourself like a tree, look them in their eye and say, " No... ... you move.”
When she completed the eulogy, she went back to her seat and listened as others said their words about Peggy. Tears began to cover her chocolate brown eyes and she took a tissue out of her bag and wiped them off her eyes, smearing some of the mascara that were once on her eyelashes. She didn’t care who looked at her. She did what she had to do, said the right things about her aunt and showed that she was an amazing woman. She knew she was going to miss her but at the same time, knew she had to move on. .
" But it was a lot to live up to "Sharon Carterwww.roleplayer.me/1312768