Room 2

[testingphase]

[The room, once you've entered it, has a number of ear buds laid out on a table.]

Now, pop those ear buds in and we'll begin the test! Failure to comply will result in desyncing and forcing your team to pay for a replacement body.

Comments

[threateningflour]

Yes, that would make a mess of things. Do you work with Wally and Dick?

[halfcrocked]

[give her a moment to give Wally a poisonous glare.]

...Yes.

[threateningflour]

[cute]

Would you say you had a normal childhood?

[halfcrocked]

...I wouldn't say normal childhoods are average in our line of work.

[threateningflour]

I suppose not.

Have you ever had to lie to a close friend?

[halfcrocked]

[i am so sorry that her default reaction for that is to try and silence you with a punch to the gut.]

[threateningflour]

[God damn new body = slower reaction time = ow that. hurt.]

[with a grunt, after a moment] I'll take that as a yes.

[halfcrocked]

[and grabbing you by the front of your uniform and dragging you down until she can hiss murderously in your ear, if you don't get out of the way fast enough.]

Not. A. Word.

[threateningflour]

[lets her] You're being very conspicuous, Ms Crock.

[halfcrocked]

[...lets go and steps back like she's protecting herself from him, rather than the other way around.]

It'd be best if you minded your own business after this, Agent Coulson.

[threateningflour]

[calmly] I'm only doing what's necessary for survival.

[halfcrocked]

...I know. And that's the right choice. But after this, leave well enough alone.

[threateningflour]

Understood.

[straightens again] You throw a good punch.

[halfcrocked]

...Thanks. Kind of a given, but thanks.

[threateningflour]

You'd give some of my agents a run for their money.

[halfcrocked]

Better train them better when you get back then, huh?

[threateningflour]

Absolutely.

[halfcrocked]

Wouldn't want them upstaged by a teenaged girl.

[threateningflour]

That would be terrible for their ego.

[halfcrocked]

Some egos could always use deflating.