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bravejemma) wrote2016-08-27 12:30 am
bravejemma) wrote2016-08-27 12:30 am
IC Inbox | Entranceway
"This is Jemma Simmons. Leave a message! ♥"
"This is Jemma Simmons. Leave a message! ♥"
Stay where you are, I'll come find you.
[After all, Fitz isn't going to answer his phone, not for a while, anyway, and Peter doesn't seem like he should be left to himself just now, either.
Jemma hasn't been down to the lake either, though it's quite stunning in the plasticine sort of way that Wondereland was -- just a little too perfect, as though someone was building a diorama for a school project. Peter's easy to find on the shore, legs splayed out in front of him and shoulders sloped downward in a defeated posture. Sometimes she forgets Peter's a teenager, but he looks very young just now.
She seats herself beside him, close enough to be friendly but not over familiar. She's silent for a moment, not really sure where to start. It seems like if it's not one thing, it's another.]
I don't mean to not honor your request, but trust me. Fitz needs space. He'll be okay for now.
[After all, Fitz isn't going to answer his phone, not for a while, anyway, and Peter doesn't seem like he should be left to himself just now, either.
Jemma hasn't been down to the lake either, though it's quite stunning in the plasticine sort of way that Wondereland was -- just a little too perfect, as though someone was building a diorama for a school project. Peter's easy to find on the shore, legs splayed out in front of him and shoulders sloped downward in a defeated posture. Sometimes she forgets Peter's a teenager, but he looks very young just now.
She seats herself beside him, close enough to be friendly but not over familiar. She's silent for a moment, not really sure where to start. It seems like if it's not one thing, it's another.]
I don't mean to not honor your request, but trust me. Fitz needs space. He'll be okay for now.
Okay.
( peter rubs at his face. his shoulders tense, and he trusts her to know far better than he would about what to do to help fitz. it's been a long two months- it's been a long start of the year for all of them. seeing jemma torn up and dead, trying to reach through to fitz. and dying and being fictional in other people's worlds and trying to help but not knowing how and watching fitz drown in guilt and being more spider-man than peter and elena dying and a conversation with a mirror that feels highly appropriate right now. )
I'm sorry. I know things have been hard enough lately.
( peter rubs at his face. his shoulders tense, and he trusts her to know far better than he would about what to do to help fitz. it's been a long two months- it's been a long start of the year for all of them. seeing jemma torn up and dead, trying to reach through to fitz. and dying and being fictional in other people's worlds and trying to help but not knowing how and watching fitz drown in guilt and being more spider-man than peter and elena dying and a conversation with a mirror that feels highly appropriate right now. )
I'm sorry. I know things have been hard enough lately.
It's not your fault. You were calling a spade a spade -- and Fitz's father is definitely a spade.
[Peter's word is a little closer to the truth, but why waste a good metaphor.]
[Peter's word is a little closer to the truth, but why waste a good metaphor.]
Yeah. He is, but Fitz was already upset so I shouldn't have even vaguely brought it up. I was trying to help him with everything else, and he said his father was right about all the terrible shit he'd said about him.
And I couldn't agree with him. I couldn't say nothing either. ( he wasn't able to shelve it as well as he's learned to shelve every last bit of his emotions since the night the explosion of his own emotions led to his uncle dying. he feels sick again. stamped out. and sick. he presses his hands to his face. )
And I couldn't agree with him. I couldn't say nothing either. ( he wasn't able to shelve it as well as he's learned to shelve every last bit of his emotions since the night the explosion of his own emotions led to his uncle dying. he feels sick again. stamped out. and sick. he presses his hands to his face. )
You thought you were doing the right thing and wanted to make him feel better. It'll blow over in good time.
[She puts a hand to Peter's back, and rubs gently.]
[She puts a hand to Peter's back, and rubs gently.]
Yeah.
( Peter says into his hands and then slides them down his face. )
I- uh. I know it must be hard, but you do a really good job of- of taking care of people, taking care of Fitz and that's really important. So I just wanted you to know- uh. Thanks. For doing that.
( Peter says into his hands and then slides them down his face. )
I- uh. I know it must be hard, but you do a really good job of- of taking care of people, taking care of Fitz and that's really important. So I just wanted you to know- uh. Thanks. For doing that.
Yeah.
[She answers him in kind, with a bit of a sigh. She'd sort of always been that way -- why, she wasn't so clear on.]
It's easy to take care of people you love, Peter. People who care about the ones who have hurt them, or do so with no hope of any gratitude or recognition or reciprocation... that's the hard thing. The brave thing.
[It's something he and Fitz have in common, she thinks.]
[She answers him in kind, with a bit of a sigh. She'd sort of always been that way -- why, she wasn't so clear on.]
It's easy to take care of people you love, Peter. People who care about the ones who have hurt them, or do so with no hope of any gratitude or recognition or reciprocation... that's the hard thing. The brave thing.
[It's something he and Fitz have in common, she thinks.]
I think they can both be hard in different ways. I've seen you be plenty brave.
( Peter thinks going head to head with any asshole on the network is pretty damn brave along with everything else she does. He clears his throat and pushes himself up to his feet shakily, breathing in, forcing himself to find footing again except it's not very effective at all. Mostly it feels like these invisible walls are trying to crowd him, and he needs to hide. Or find somewhere else to be sick, because he doesn't know what to do with half the things crowding around in his head. )
I- I gotta go. Are you gonna be okay?
( Peter thinks going head to head with any asshole on the network is pretty damn brave along with everything else she does. He clears his throat and pushes himself up to his feet shakily, breathing in, forcing himself to find footing again except it's not very effective at all. Mostly it feels like these invisible walls are trying to crowd him, and he needs to hide. Or find somewhere else to be sick, because he doesn't know what to do with half the things crowding around in his head. )
I- I gotta go. Are you gonna be okay?
Peter--
[She jumps up to her feet as well.]
I'll be fine-- what about you?
[She jumps up to her feet as well.]
I'll be fine-- what about you?
[Well, that's plain enough to see. Since he hadn't run away yet, she took that to mean it would be okay to step forward and put her arms around Peter, who desperately needed comfort of some kind.]
( Peter tenses at first when Jemma's arm goes around him. Part of him thinks about just running really fucking far, but the other part can't- doesn't. He lifts his arms slowly until they wrap around her, and his expression crumples against her hair where she can't see. When he speaks, his voice is low and tired. A hint of a joke within the tone, more than a hint of an acknowledgement of all she's had to go through lately. )
Rough couple of months, huh?
Rough couple of months, huh?
[She hums in response. Couple of months? It had been longer than that.]
You joined this program already in progress, I'm afraid.
You joined this program already in progress, I'm afraid.
( It'd been much longer than that. Bonnie leaving. Was that the start? There was Faith dying. There- There's been a lot. He pulls back when he can trust his expression to be calmer than he feels. )
Thanks, Jemma. ( He means that. She didn't have to come out here, and- ) Like I said, take care of him and you, okay?
( It's said quietly before he slips his hands into his pockets and heads in. to the mansion. to his room. )
Thanks, Jemma. ( He means that. She didn't have to come out here, and- ) Like I said, take care of him and you, okay?
( It's said quietly before he slips his hands into his pockets and heads in. to the mansion. to his room. )
[ the invitation to her celebration was appreciated, but with his sister gone klaus isn't exactly in a celebrating mood. regardless, jemma means something to him. she is a friend, and so she deserves a token and an acknowledgement of that.
he's glad she's alive to celebrate another year. it's the one thing wonderland grants as much as it steals: life.
klaus leaves a package at her door.
there is a note: ]
Please feel free to lord over Leopold with some proper English tea.
Happy birthday,
Klaus
[ inside is a full tea set of some taste. ]
he's glad she's alive to celebrate another year. it's the one thing wonderland grants as much as it steals: life.
klaus leaves a package at her door.
there is a note: ]
Please feel free to lord over Leopold with some proper English tea.
Happy birthday,
Klaus
[ inside is a full tea set of some taste. ]
Happy Easter Jemma. There's some actual chocolate in the mix. Although you might be too afraid to try it. -Daisy
[ so! things happened a few days earlier. miserable things. and if peggy wants to learn any context for them, then she's going to have to approach a different source. fitz is proving himself a touch unreliable in relation to his own thinking and feeling.
which is why she fires off a rather brief message to the other half of what she'd described to rip hunter as a 'package deal.' ]
Agent Simmons. Have you got a moment?
which is why she fires off a rather brief message to the other half of what she'd described to rip hunter as a 'package deal.' ]
Agent Simmons. Have you got a moment?
[It's not precisely out of the ordinary to get a message on her device, but neither is it commonplace. And from Peggy Carter, even.]
Of course. I'm headed back to the lab just now, or I can come to you?
Of course. I'm headed back to the lab just now, or I can come to you?
Of course. I'll meet you there.
[Jemma honestly can't remember if she's ever patronized the bar on the fourth floor, but it looks much the same as any other bar she's ever been to -- of course, she's never been to one to meet Peggy Carter, either. It briefly reminds her of giving the spy's goodbye to Hunter and Bobbi, both people she misses quite a bit.
She pushes it aside to approach Peggy, however. She offers a brief smile in lieu of a greeting, and sits down.]
This certainly offers atmosphere, if nothing else. [She pauses. If it had been more casual, she would have come by the lab.] What can I do for you?
[Jemma honestly can't remember if she's ever patronized the bar on the fourth floor, but it looks much the same as any other bar she's ever been to -- of course, she's never been to one to meet Peggy Carter, either. It briefly reminds her of giving the spy's goodbye to Hunter and Bobbi, both people she misses quite a bit.
She pushes it aside to approach Peggy, however. She offers a brief smile in lieu of a greeting, and sits down.]
This certainly offers atmosphere, if nothing else. [She pauses. If it had been more casual, she would have come by the lab.] What can I do for you?
[ peggy hasn't waited to order herself a drink. she's already got a glass of something dark and neat sitting by her elbow when jemma arrives. but she hasn't been drowning in it -- merely sipping, savoring the burn, allowing it to settle.
she turns in her seat. ]
For one, I wanted to extend my gratitude for your part in that lovely little lipstick. Helluva colour.
she turns in her seat. ]
For one, I wanted to extend my gratitude for your part in that lovely little lipstick. Helluva colour.
Of course -- that was no trouble. It was a bit of fun, actually.
[It was the sort of work she hadn't done in ages, having a simple problem to solve with knowledge and ingenuity. It was something of a change from trying to solve Wonderland's problems.]
[It was the sort of work she hadn't done in ages, having a simple problem to solve with knowledge and ingenuity. It was something of a change from trying to solve Wonderland's problems.]
Fun. [ she almost breathes through the word. peggy can understand it, she supposes, because everything that's happened this past week has been remarkably outside routine. but even so. ] Sorry, it's hard to contextualize any part of what's happened as fun.
[ she's exhausted. ]
I'm only glad it didn't have to get used. This time.
[ but there's always a next time, isn't there? some fresh hell to look forward to. ]
[ she's exhausted. ]
I'm only glad it didn't have to get used. This time.
[ but there's always a next time, isn't there? some fresh hell to look forward to. ]
Oh, of course. [She'll stand by her statement of fun -- was she digging about in a cadaver or performing surgery? No, indeed -- but it is always nice to hear a weapon didn't need to be used.]
I do hope it can prove useful -- though I imagine weaponized kissing has a somewhat limited scope of use.
[The question, of course, was who was Peggy Carter possibly planning on kissing, but that's not really her business.]
I do hope it can prove useful -- though I imagine weaponized kissing has a somewhat limited scope of use.
[The question, of course, was who was Peggy Carter possibly planning on kissing, but that's not really her business.]
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