2012 - Location Unknown (S.H.I.E.L.D aircraft)
The flight crew hand over a roughly 18x24 screen that's 90% thin glass, as Steve takes his seat. It flickers to life as soon as he starts to ask what exactly the hell he's holding, displaying a crisp Starktech logo in stunning color across the glass. A polite voice with a posh British accent greets him a moment later, apparently out of thin air, though he quickly realizes it's coming from the thing in his hands.
Welcome Captain Rogers. Voice recognition accepted. Please press the indicated space to continue.
A large silver button, cleverly shaded to look dimensional, materializes in the center of the screen and glows blue for a moment. It pulses with light until he gingerly taps it with a fingertip. The screen clears. A neat array of thumbnail photographs with underlined text beneath each one arrange themselves across the screen, beneath a drawing of a file folder with papers spilling out of it, that is labeled 'Mission Brief'.
There is a man with a cocky smirk and terrible facial hair, a red-haired woman with unfathomable eyes, and a small dark-haired man with thick glasses perched on his nose.
These individuals will assist in your mission, Captain. In order to view a file, please touch the appropriate photograph.
After a brief discussion with … er… the screen? Steve figures out that this thing is loaded with fairly extensive profiles on his three soon-to-be teammates, and he has about four hours to study up on the contents before he and his escort land… wherever it is exactly that they're going. No one has been very clear on that front. Still, Steve doubts he'll need more than two hours, tops, once he gets the hang of the screen thing.
The interface ends up actually being pretty simple and straightforward, once he understands the general idea.
Just touch and drag to move things around. Tap an item to expand it. Tap a film clip to start it playing. Tap again to stop it. It's actually kind of fun, just exploring the thing.
Bucky would- ...he trips headlong over the thought, his good mood crashing with him. The small smile that had flickered across his face vanishes.
...No good can come of going down that road. He needs to focus.
Steve gets back down to business with frown furrowing his brow, and opens the first set of files with a decisive tap. He won't let himself finish the thought, Bucky would've loved this thing… … Even if it's true.