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[ a upside to this tech: you can exhaustedly rub your eyes and text back at the same time ]
Pardon me for questioning your wisdom
I hope by now it's becoming clear that I'm not going to participate until you elaborate
[ what disaster am I soon to become embroiled in. please tell me you're not costuming ]
Pardon me for questioning your wisdom
I hope by now it's becoming clear that I'm not going to participate until you elaborate
[ what disaster am I soon to become embroiled in. please tell me you're not costuming ]
Hello.
I mean hi. It's Fitz from the, y'know.
[ oh god that's — that's just a silly way to start, isn't it. ]
I hope you're well.
[ wow, that's also a profoundly stupid thing to say. nice. ]
Someone else from our approximate point in spacetime has appeared.
[ since they're not 100% sure they're same-universe homies. whatever. he sort of cocked up their second impression, so being open and sharing the information seems... wise, even if his communication skills have gone to pot in the past year. ]
I mean hi. It's Fitz from the, y'know.
[ oh god that's — that's just a silly way to start, isn't it. ]
I hope you're well.
[ wow, that's also a profoundly stupid thing to say. nice. ]
Someone else from our approximate point in spacetime has appeared.
[ since they're not 100% sure they're same-universe homies. whatever. he sort of cocked up their second impression, so being open and sharing the information seems... wise, even if his communication skills have gone to pot in the past year. ]
[ listen, he's losing his damn mind... so be glad he can even make terrible excuses. ]
Not quite.
But I'd like the cosmos to note that I wouldn't be opposed. It'd be nice to see my partner again before I'm eaten by multiversal creepy crawlies.
[ keeping it topical. this universe sucks. ]
Not quite.
But I'd like the cosmos to note that I wouldn't be opposed. It'd be nice to see my partner again before I'm eaten by multiversal creepy crawlies.
[ keeping it topical. this universe sucks. ]
[ just... thinking back to daisy trying to embarrass him, suggesting their cover be that they used to date. or still date? whatever. he feels a bit flustered by the whole thing and is rather grateful this is happening over text. why the hell did he become the centre of everyone's fake backstories when he's the worst, huh?
jemma would say oh, fitz, if she were here. he can nearly hear it. ]
Alrighty then, all business it is, Doctor.
Daisy Johnson. Female, late twenties. Last remembers events that occurred in 2017, six months before the date I last recall. I know her from the engineering and tech circuit. Not sure what job she's in now. IT something or other.
We sort of used to have a thing.
[ why the hell is he! the SHIELD agent! who has to talk! to everyone! ]
jemma would say oh, fitz, if she were here. he can nearly hear it. ]
Alrighty then, all business it is, Doctor.
Daisy Johnson. Female, late twenties. Last remembers events that occurred in 2017, six months before the date I last recall. I know her from the engineering and tech circuit. Not sure what job she's in now. IT something or other.
We sort of used to have a thing.
[ why the hell is he! the SHIELD agent! who has to talk! to everyone! ]
[ there's a little while before another response comes through, time spent thinking. is this serving them? their conversation left it fairly undeniable that they've each got something to hide - and he's not trying to undersell the worth of engineers and biologists, but he somehow doubts they're going to find the connection by comparing degrees.
so. ]
If I told you that the last thing I remember before waking up on that bus was standing on a space ship with Tony Stark and Spiderman and trying not to crash into an alien planet, would you have anything new to tell me?
so. ]
If I told you that the last thing I remember before waking up on that bus was standing on a space ship with Tony Stark and Spiderman and trying not to crash into an alien planet, would you have anything new to tell me?
[ jesus christ, that's — tony stark is a SHIELD consultant or was, before they went underground. the new SHIELD doesn't go near spider-man, given his vague association with the avengers. that's fury's area. but if strange knows them, is strange an... avenger? is he inhuman? he'd have to be unregistered, at odds with stark's stance. and to be there, on the frontlines, that's — wow.
he wants to say, thank god or maybe aliens, amiright? but he keeps the neural tech in check, messaging bobbi instead. is it okay for him to talk? he'd love to give up on his horrible mess of lies and half-truths. and he'd prefer to speak openly with stephen, who might be able to help him with things beyond their most recent displacement. ]
I could walk and talk. Maybe think of a few new things to add.
[ they're hackable now, so he won't on here. how much he reveals ultimately depends on bobbi, as well as his calls on-the-spot. ]
he wants to say, thank god or maybe aliens, amiright? but he keeps the neural tech in check, messaging bobbi instead. is it okay for him to talk? he'd love to give up on his horrible mess of lies and half-truths. and he'd prefer to speak openly with stephen, who might be able to help him with things beyond their most recent displacement. ]
I could walk and talk. Maybe think of a few new things to add.
[ they're hackable now, so he won't on here. how much he reveals ultimately depends on bobbi, as well as his calls on-the-spot. ]
[ a slight delay as he waits for the okay from bobbi, and then — ]
Free. Meet by the dining area and then head out.
[ out of the safehouse, that is. better not to do this where everyone's on top of each other. he's already there, anyway, perched on the edge of a table, steadying himself before he discusses classified information. ]
Free. Meet by the dining area and then head out.
[ out of the safehouse, that is. better not to do this where everyone's on top of each other. he's already there, anyway, perched on the edge of a table, steadying himself before he discusses classified information. ]
[ alright. to say this is something he's looking forward to is a far cry from the current reality, but needs must. he's never really had to explain what he had before, at least not without the aid of example. explaining now it's gone is going to be -
it's going to be what it is. at least he's not the only one with explaining to do.
maybe five minutes later, he rounds the corner to the dining area. looking about as much of a mess as the rest of them, face peppered with healing cuts and set in a neutral mask. ]
Fancy seeing you here.
it's going to be what it is. at least he's not the only one with explaining to do.
maybe five minutes later, he rounds the corner to the dining area. looking about as much of a mess as the rest of them, face peppered with healing cuts and set in a neutral mask. ]
Fancy seeing you here.
[ fitz looks decent, unharmed beyond the slim nicks here and there, largely covered by his slightly too big hand-me-downs. he was lucky — and trained for it, he supposes, twice. despite his general skittishness, his features are arranged into a near calm. he can be professional, even if he's not firing on all cylinders.
except stephen's opener startles a laugh out him. god, what a dad joke. coulson would dig it. ]
You know me. [ well. he eases his weight forward to stand fully, hands slipping into his pockets 'cause they'll give him away otherwise. ] Can't get enough of the dried insects.
[ but they're in motion, burning his nervous energy on their way out of the building. walking was a good shout. ]
except stephen's opener startles a laugh out him. god, what a dad joke. coulson would dig it. ]
You know me. [ well. he eases his weight forward to stand fully, hands slipping into his pockets 'cause they'll give him away otherwise. ] Can't get enough of the dried insects.
[ but they're in motion, burning his nervous energy on their way out of the building. walking was a good shout. ]
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