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"Yeah, good. Let's hide it….. in a broom closet."
"Yeah, good. Let's hide it….. in a broom closet."
When FitzSimmons arrive back at the base, one of the other scientists bustles up to them. As they hurriedly shove papers into the duo's hands they explain, "Coulson wants you to go talk to the newest stray, says you might find it interesting." The term stray tends to refer to the newest arrival, generally in a padded room.
(This totally died.)
(Yup.)
(Should we keep it that way, or…?)
(Could you play FitzSimmons for a bit? I think they were going to visit/talk to/interrogate the Ghost)
(Sure! Let's see how well I can do this…)
Fitz and Simmons made their way to the interrogation room, bantering back and forth about who (or what) the stray would be.
"Jemma. Jemma, what if it's another Asgardian? Like Thor or Lady Sif?" Fitz wondered aloud.
Simmons scoffed. "Why would we have another Asgardian on our planet, Fitz? I bet it's a new inhuman."
And so the conversation went, until— finally— they arrived.
Fitz looked at the door, then suggested with a sheepish smile, "Ahh, ladies first?"
Jemma rolled her eyes and opened the door. "Hello? We came to talk to you. Don't worry, we won't hurt you!"
(How'd I do? :D)
The figure in the room is completely covered, head to toe. Gloves on their hands, hood pulled up, sweatpants. When they tilt their head up at the duo, they catch a glimpse of catlike blue eyes. The Ghost nods their head after hearing FitzSimmons statement.
(AWESOME)
(AWESOME)
(Aw, thanks! I try. But FitzSimmons is so easy to RP as 'cause of their memorable personalities.)
(It is hard to get the banter right though!!)
"Fitz, what are we supposed to do?" Jemma whispered, casting a wide grin at the figure.
"I don't know! We weren't given any instructions, so I have no clue!" exclaimed Fitz with a frazzled look at Simmons.
(It is hard to get the banter right though!!)
(I just kinda memorized how they talk to each other 'cause it's so funny and cute!)
The figure speaks, in a rather neutral tone, and FitzSimmons are unable to tell if they are male or female. Speaking, the Ghost asks, "Did they send you in here to question me? Or just to stare." They lower their head again after speaking.
Motioning with her hands, Simmons said, "Well, you see–"
"Well, actually–" Fitz started at the same time.
Both speaking at the same time, their explanation gets a bit confusing:
"We're here to–"
"We're supposed to–"
"–interrogate–"
"–question–"
"–you."
"Or something."
The last part was added by Fitz, who was playing with some small piece of tech in his pocket.
The Ghost cocks their head curiously at the two, who almost seem like they could be psychically linked together. Nodding, they raise their head to face the duo. "Shall we begin then?"
"Well, if you don't mind my asking," Jemma started. "What is your name?"
"And where are you from?" Fitz added, looking up from his tech.
They take a moment to think before responding. "Most people refer to me as Ghost, you may if you wish. I come from a little bit of everywhere I suppose. I enjoy learning new things, but not so much meeting new people. You two seem alright though." Nodding, as if confirming their statement, they shift slightly.
"Well, okay, yes, but where are you really from?" Fitz questioned.
Simmons shook her head with a sigh, then tried to clarify, "What Fitz means is, Are you originally from this planet? Or are you from a different one?"
"I come from Earth. I also come from a bit of everywhere else. Seen Asgard and Hell." They don't seem to be lying in the slightest.
(I gtg, bye)
(All right, bye! I've gtg, too, so… Lol.)
(THIS HATH NOT DIED!!!!!!)
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