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Who: SKYE, WARD, and FITZ
When: 4/27, following this post
Where: Courtyard
What: Bad superhero-spy decisions.
Warnings: Violence, mostly. Spies being spies. Tag order: Skye - Fitz - Ward

[ ♬ miss missing you - fall out boy ]
[ All-in-all, it's a terrible idea. Really, really awful, probably one of the worst she's had, and this girl ran into Ian Quinn's basement alone without backup.

Straight-forward, though, she can have that much. If she wants to learn how to keep herself from registering on the richter scale, she needs to let it happen. All this time, she's been trying so hard to avoid going off, holding it back, upsetting herself further by her inability to hold it in. What she needs to start with is figuring out how to shut it down quicker. That's step one. An extension of May's training, but May isn't herself. She can't help.

So Skye's gotta do it. She walks herself into it thinking it's the kind of thing May would suggest: put herself through the ringer to come out better for it.

And right now, the ringer means inviting interaction with the man she tried to kill. Truthfully, a part of her already feels a pang, something sitting wrong in her chest as she uses his olive branch as leverage to pull him into this. The larger part of her, bitter and angry, thinks maybe he should be more careful about who he extends an olive branch to. They'd had to learn the same lesson when he betrayed them.

She stands with Fitz in the soft summer rain, a soggy haze of gray miring the courtyard. Her hands fold around her, hugging her sodden jacket to herself as she squints over at him through ropy wet bangs. ] What if he doesn't come?

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[ He hasn't actually seen Ward since he's been here. Around the network, yes, but that isn't the same thing. Fitz's arms are crossed in a gesture not unlike Skye's, hugging himself against the rain and the uncertainty, and he lifts one hand to chew unthinkingly at his thumb just as Skye speaks. ]

What?

[ Very quick on his feet, lately. He really needs to quit responding with that. There's a pause as he considers it, brows knitting together in thought. ]

Then we'll figure something else out. [ Another beat. His gaze drops to the ground briefly, lifting again as he takes in a steadying breath. ] Skye, I don't think—

[ This is a very good idea. Except that'd be the cue for Ward's arrival, because it's not like anybody should be talking sense right now. ]