Stand Your Ground I [Things eventually quiet down -- no dead astronaut or version of her that looked like they'd crawled out of a sewer drain. Jemma didn't take the drug, though part of her wishes she had. The exhaustion is bone deep, but as the days go by it lightens as she pays that sleep deficit off little by little.
If she's bothered by being put to work, she doesn't make it known. It's a decent opportunity to ask questions about the place.]
Stand Your Ground II [The movie theatre is a bit incongruous, what with the rain of fire and blood. There's something charming about it, too, it wouldn't be out of place in Soho or wherever trendy sorts hung out these days. She looks at the movie choices and times, unsure of what to think.]
Well, this is certainly... eclectic.
Reach Up High II No, no, not bloody well again!
[The first time Jemma got stuck in a locked room here, she'd wound up with a twitchy vampire who somehow knew Fitz and carving the matching sin of "lying" on their backs. Not exactly the BFF tattoo she'd envisioned, and with not a BFF to boot. But that room hadn't been as nice as this one seemed. And talking... was not ideal, but at least it wouldn't end in a physical scar and possible tetanus. She's not particularly interested in whatever motivation might be provided.]
Roshambo to see who goes first?
[She's not without sympathy, and honestly isn't the worst person to have to confess something to.]
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Jemma Simmons || Agents of SHIELD || OTA
[Things eventually quiet down -- no dead astronaut or version of her that looked like they'd crawled out of a sewer drain. Jemma didn't take the drug, though part of her wishes she had. The exhaustion is bone deep, but as the days go by it lightens as she pays that sleep deficit off little by little.
If she's bothered by being put to work, she doesn't make it known. It's a decent opportunity to ask questions about the place.]
Stand Your Ground II
[The movie theatre is a bit incongruous, what with the rain of fire and blood. There's something charming about it, too, it wouldn't be out of place in Soho or wherever trendy sorts hung out these days. She looks at the movie choices and times, unsure of what to think.]
Well, this is certainly... eclectic.
Reach Up High II
No, no, not bloody well again!
[The first time Jemma got stuck in a locked room here, she'd wound up with a twitchy vampire who somehow knew Fitz and carving the matching sin of "lying" on their backs. Not exactly the BFF tattoo she'd envisioned, and with not a BFF to boot. But that room hadn't been as nice as this one seemed. And talking... was not ideal, but at least it wouldn't end in a physical scar and possible tetanus. She's not particularly interested in whatever motivation might be provided.]
Roshambo to see who goes first?
[She's not without sympathy, and honestly isn't the worst person to have to confess something to.]
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