Yeah, that'll go over well. Beware the limping guy who I mortally wounded.
[ Cut him down. She's trying to be ruthless because she let him see her weak and terrified. She has to make up for that. Has to winnow her own weakness and compassion out because it's wasted on him. ]
You're not the only monster crawling these halls, but you and the Nogitsune are chump change next to whoever got us here.
She catches herself, talking shop. Speaking of paling around. Her expression curdles unmistakably, but she suffers through it. Two reasons: 1.) he's HYDRA, which makes him a useful asset that Coulson would have kept around for intel if he hadn't been more useful to trade, 2.) Skye's not in a position to cut off her nose to spite her face right now. ]
As far as we can tell so far, it's like the Stanford Prison Experiment meets Big Brother. The show, not the 1984 government. They've pulled individuals from worlds that I've never even heard of—chances are, we aren't even on Earth anymore.
Have you ever heard of HYDRA using tech like that?
[ The way the light drains out of her eyes says it all: that's what I thought. Some of the bluster leaves her shoulders and she slumps back against the headboard. Silence has her glancing away from the tablet for a minute. Thinking. ]
Now you get why some PSA about you would be a waste of everyone's time.
Sitting on my ass and trying to recover, talking to random people?
[He snorts.] Scared of Loki?
[He can't really manage to sound mocking about this. He's scared of Loki too. Asgardians in general.]
There's not much else for me specifically to do here. [C'mon Skye what happened to rebuilding trust? He almost types that. almost. He gave her everything, every single solitary thing and she shat on him.
Still, despite her words, she has every intention of digging into the potential that Loki really is here. On her own terms. Not on Ward's word. He doesn't have anything left to offer her: she has no reason to continue the conversation beyond this point, and it'll help the memo pad on her nightstand stop humming if she hangs up. ]
Ward isn't sure what this means but goddamnit all to hell she hasn't given him any sort of word.
He can't sleep like this.
He can't think like this and he can't get away. Staring at the feed for a moment longer he drags his hands through his hair one last time before throwing the communicator across the room only to have it land on the dog that was in his suitcase.
Nothing to be done but roll over and stair at the ceiling and pray for another life.]
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[ Cut him down. She's trying to be ruthless because she let him see her weak and terrified. She has to make up for that. Has to winnow her own weakness and compassion out because it's wasted on him. ]
You're not the only monster crawling these halls, but you and the Nogitsune are chump change next to whoever got us here.
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Like the ghosts?
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She catches herself, talking shop. Speaking of paling around. Her expression curdles unmistakably, but she suffers through it. Two reasons: 1.) he's HYDRA, which makes him a useful asset that Coulson would have kept around for intel if he hadn't been more useful to trade, 2.) Skye's not in a position to cut off her nose to spite her face right now. ]
As far as we can tell so far, it's like the Stanford Prison Experiment meets Big Brother. The show, not the 1984 government. They've pulled individuals from worlds that I've never even heard of—chances are, we aren't even on Earth anymore.
Have you ever heard of HYDRA using tech like that?
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No. Dream about it but HYDRA's nowhere near using that kind of ability it sounds...
[His voice trails off] It sounds alien. If you want my honest opinion.
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Now you get why some PSA about you would be a waste of everyone's time.
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[seems only fair. A trade for a trade.] A loki.
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That's what I was told.
[He pauses, taking a moment to rub at the bandages along his side.]
I could theoretically find out more.
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[ Cut out the nazi trash middle management. Skye likes that plan better. ]
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[He snorts.] Scared of Loki?
[He can't really manage to sound mocking about this. He's scared of Loki too. Asgardians in general.]
There's not much else for me specifically to do here. [C'mon Skye what happened to rebuilding trust? He almost types that. almost. He gave her everything, every single solitary thing and she shat on him.
He massages the bandages with a wince.]
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Of course she's scared. She's terrified. But she's also curious. That temple, the Kree, the Diviner. If anyone was going to know more about it ...
And it's not like she's a stranger to using dangerous villains as informants. There's loathing in her eyes as she watches him for a silent moment. ]
I want a name, Ward. Who told you that he's here?
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[He blinks.] I mean it. You're not. He did.
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[ On that note, she terminates the feed.
Still, despite her words, she has every intention of digging into the potential that Loki really is here. On her own terms. Not on Ward's word. He doesn't have anything left to offer her: she has no reason to continue the conversation beyond this point, and it'll help the memo pad on her nightstand stop humming if she hangs up. ]
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Ward isn't sure what this means but goddamnit all to hell she hasn't given him any sort of word.
He can't sleep like this.
He can't think like this and he can't get away. Staring at the feed for a moment longer he drags his hands through his hair one last time before throwing the communicator across the room only to have it land on the dog that was in his suitcase.
Nothing to be done but roll over and stair at the ceiling and pray for another life.]