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 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.]