text;

[50000volts]

Look. If this is a SHIELD bag and tag I'm really sorry, ok? For w/e it is that I did. Can I please go home now? I learned my lesson.

If this is not a SHIELD punishment, did somebody's ASSHOLE BROTHER open an Einstein-Rainbow bridge into space? Like AN ASSHOLE?? Not cool.

[ That is not what a wormhole is called, Darcy. ]

More to the point, who do I have to blow* to get a beer around here?



*No one is actually gonna get blown. sry not sry. pls give beer tho k tnx.

Comments

[50000volts]

Dr. Foster's equipment was taken. All her research, and our personal electronics. Even her written notes. YEARS of work. I can't claim the credit for all that work, but I saw the look on Jane's face after it was gone.

So, SHIELD took a lot more than just our things. I'll get over my iPod. The rest is going to take more time.

[ For as self-absorbed as Darcy can be at times, it doesn't all go over her head. Maybe people would be surprised that she's more mad about Jane's anguish than her precious iPod, but that's just fine by her. ]

[busdriver]

[It's all duly noted, no matter how May's response reads. If she were to switch to voice—which she won't—her tone wouldn't give Darcy much to go on, either.]

the agent in charge of that operation didn't make many bad calls.

[Her use of past tense isn't purely because the events are history.]

[50000volts]

[ Right... Darcy thought she heard something about that. ]

Yeah. Coulson didn't turn out to be so bad in the end.

[busdriver]

[And they're back to this:]

so get over it.

[Anyone's guess whether it sounds better or worse the second time.]

[50000volts]

I'm getting over and out right now.

[ Can you hang up on a text message? It's just not nearly as satisfying this way. ]