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Daisy Johnson ([personal profile] morethan084) wrote in [community profile] ximilialog2022-07-24 06:59 pm

i hope ur miserable until ur dead

CHARACTERS: Daisy Johnson and OTA
LOCATION: Throughout the station
DATE: A few days post mission-until the next mission
CONTENT: Catch all
WARNINGS: Nothing atm.



[Daisy’s been isolating herself from everyone the past few days since finding out the truth about Aleksander. Keeping enough food in her room to avoid going out, and skipping out on the movie/TV night Newt had put together. She doesn’t respond to messages, but it’s hard to avoid someone if they come knocking on her door. Even if she isn’t so quick to answer, she eventually does, looking worn out.]

Hey, now’s not a great time. I’m trying to work on something.

[It’s a pretty lame lie, but she’s too mentally drained to care as long as they leave her alone.]

[It’s late at night when she makes her way to food storage needing to stock up more on snacks to bring back to her room. She doesn’t think anyone else would be up this late and thinks about sneaking back out when she spots someone already in there, but then they acknowledge her just as she’s about to turn around. Playing it off as if she wasn’t trying to avoid them she steps into the room,]

Couldn’t sleep?

[A great way for her to get her anger out ever since joining SHIELD was to work out. Which is what someone might find her doing if they end up in the training room. She has music blasting as she punches a punching bag, making it hard for her to notice someone trying to get her attention. It might be smart for them to just shut off the music in that case.]

[After going harder than she should have on the punching bag on one occasion, Daisy ends up going to the kitchen to grab some ice and the infirmary to grab some advil.]

[OOC: If you have any other ideas feel free to PM/message me on plurk @ [plurk.com profile] morethan084 or write something below.]
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[personal profile] firstroar 2022-08-14 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes. [he looks down at his hands.]

The earliest thing I remember...is some kind of lobby. Waiting space. Myself, other children... I remember seeing myself reflected in a window.

My hair was yellow. My eyes were blue.

I don't remember anything else, however. The name I originally had...what my parents were like... What hobbies did I have? Did I enjoy school? I don't know. I'll never know.

[he looks back to her, searching her expression.]

Forgive me... You'll have to tell me if...what I speak to is too much to hear. I can't...feel your thoughts or feelings right now.
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[personal profile] firstroar 2022-08-24 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[his mouth pulls on one side.] I suppose so. As...close to human as I've been...since that time.
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[personal profile] firstroar 2022-08-25 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Something...like that. [his head bobs gently, the faintest of nods.]

Thank you...for talking with me. Daisy. Keeping the silence at bay.

It helps.
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[personal profile] firstroar 2022-08-30 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[his eyes crinkle with a bit of mirth.]

Yes. Yes, you're right. But it wouldn't be fair...to pull him away from his projects. To sit here. [not that it's fair to keep her here either, but...she was already here!]
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[personal profile] firstroar 2022-09-10 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
And almost always...with one or all of us in mind. Yes.

[his eyes close.]

Despite everything... He's still...one of the best of us. Though he won't admit to it. [which is why it bears reminding him.]
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[personal profile] firstroar 2022-09-13 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
[he looks back to her. despite the little pang in his chest, he understands. he can't just keep her here.]

...Yes. [unfortunately.]

Thank you. For your time.

It helps.