It was all over the news. Captain America is gay.

Sally Stetins sat in her dorm room. It had been all over Twitter in minutes, and Sally had gone to YouTube immediately. There he was. Steve Rogers. Telling the world that he, Captain America, was gay.

Sally's IM lit up like a Christmas tree. Her phone buzzed like crazy. Twitter crashed within minutes -- no surprise there. Sally was busy for the next three hours, texting and IMing and talking to her friends. Talking to Julie Powers, to Cassie Lang. Talking to Blevins, to Ty. Talking to Julian.

At the end of the night, Sally's Organic Chemistry II homework was still not done. It would remain undone, she thought.

Sally picked up her phone. She hit the familiar number and waited for Blevins to pick up.

[Email, sent from iPhone]

You heard, right? Tony Stark stepped down from SHIELD. To be with his family. What a *liar*, he doesn't *have* a family. What makes him think he can just ABANDON things like that?

Sally's internship was done. Finally. Finally. It had really been the most grueling, intense, work/school experience of Sally's career so far. But she'd turned in her proposal, pitched her report to the committee, and now she was done. Sally walked along Fifth Avenue, her final report in her messenger-style bag slung over her shoulder. She grinned. Mr. Dorfman had told her that he would have, honestly, given her the money.

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Julian and I went on our second date. We went rollerblading in the park, and I bought him a smoothie. We're going to go out again next Saturday, event to be determined!

[Locked to Blevins]

I'm locking this to you, because sometimes people are weird. Julian asked if he could kiss me, and I said yes.

Things I have accomplished:

Asked Julian out for a coffee.
Went for a coffee with Julian.
EXCHANGED PHONE NUMBERS.
Sent him a picture of me!
Got a PICTURE of HIM, and no, I won't show you. Except you, Sal, you can see it.
Have another date scheduled for Sunday afternoon -- He's going to meet me and teach me to rollerblade!

[Locked to AAMuses members]

I'm Sally, and my mom's an alcoholic.

I can't change that. I can't change how she behaves, or what she does. Every day she doesn't drink is her choice, not mine. Nothing I can do or say, or not do or not say, makes the choice for her. I can't control her actions. If she takes a drink tomorrow, there's nothing in my power to prevent that. I need to accept this. I need to look at my helplessness and remain calm.

I can control my actions, my choices. I need to have courage, to be brave enough to remain in control of my life. I need to make the choices I have, to speak up for myself. I need to learn everything I can about an option, make a decision, and stick to it. Make it work. Be strong enough to see it through, all the consequences. I need to be brave, and strong, and true to myself. I need to do it for me.

I have to look at my life and know which is which. I have to learn, to know, to study and listen and ask question. I have to learn everything, know everything, so that I know when to act and when to remain calm. To know when a thing is mine, my decision, or if it is someone else's. I have to know everything, so I can make the right choice, so I can make a difference, so I can stay in control.

Blevins's aunt dropped the girls off at Van Cortlandt Park, near the subway. The red line took them to Forty-Second Street, where they transferred to the Q It would take about an hour, the website had said, to get to Stillwell Avenue and Coney Island.

Sally Stetins spent the trip talking about light things. Tyler, the latest Alanis album, the new Disney musical extravaganza "Camp Rock," the state of the subways. She tried to keep the conversation off of Lorna Dane, Tony Stark, Bruce Wayne, and the media. It was hard work, but she thought she was up for the task.

Once at Coney Island, the sun was up and blazing hot. "Ice cream, first," Sally suggested. "Then maybe the arcade and some rides?" She pointed to a building a few blocks away. Denny's Ice Cream, the sign said. It was doing a lot of business.

This FAQ has been compiled by the mun for starspangledcap. She combed through all the crazy RPs, IM conversations, and emails and made Sally Stark-Rogers make sense. I, the mun for Sally, am pleased with and grateful for her efforts. Thanks again, Steve!

The Lives and Times of Sally Stark-Rogers-Stetins


Sally Stark-Rogers-Stetins is a character created for the theatrical_muse prompt and RP community. She is the daughter of Steve Rogers and Tony Stark, a crack idea brought to vibrant life. Her PB is Michelle Trachtenberg.

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Sally prints out the article from the front page of the New York Times.

Captain America is alive.

She'd known already, of course. But now things would be different. Captain America was back. She takes the paper and folds it up, slipping into her Blackberry case. Sally closes up her computer, logging off. This is enough for tonight.

You know how sometimes people on your friends list post about stuff going on in their life, and all of a sudden you think "Wait a minute! Since when are they working THERE? Since when are they dating HIM/HER?since when???" And then you wonder how you could have missed all that seemingly pretty standard information, but somehow you feel too ashamed to ask for clarification because it seems like info you should already know? It happens to all of us sometimes.

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