Darcy almost - almost - asked what it mattered if Thor and Odin realized that he'd been lying. Somehow, she managed to bite her tongue before the words could escape. Did Loki intend on sticking around past the time when Jane completed her research, assuming such a thing ever occurred?
What, exactly, were his long-term plans?
There was still too much she did not understand, too much she could not account for. How in the world were they going to pull this off? Would she actually be able to cover his ass long enough for Jane to stop being suspicious? What about Erik? Jane often grew myopic when she was buried in research, but Erik had a keen mind and a sharp eye. He'd be able to tell if Darcy was acting out of sorts, and she wasn't entirely certain she could put him off with reassurances and lies.
Laughing quietly, Darcy rubbed at her face. Her life would make a decent book, and she would even be able to market it as fiction if she smudged enough details. Except for SHIELD, who would see right through her ruse and probably toss her sorry ass in jail for eternity. Damn, they were a bother.
"This is a mess," she lamented as she turned away, heading into the living room. She threw herself down on the couch dramatically, covering her eyes with one arm, the other waving about in the air. "We'll figure something out. Jane will want to know how you spied on SHIELD. Hell, SHIELD will want to know how you spied on SHIELD."
Suddenly, she bolted upright, looking around in alarm. Quietly, as if lowering her voice would make a damn bit of difference, she said, "What if this place is already bugged?"
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What, exactly, were his long-term plans?
There was still too much she did not understand, too much she could not account for. How in the world were they going to pull this off? Would she actually be able to cover his ass long enough for Jane to stop being suspicious? What about Erik? Jane often grew myopic when she was buried in research, but Erik had a keen mind and a sharp eye. He'd be able to tell if Darcy was acting out of sorts, and she wasn't entirely certain she could put him off with reassurances and lies.
Laughing quietly, Darcy rubbed at her face. Her life would make a decent book, and she would even be able to market it as fiction if she smudged enough details. Except for SHIELD, who would see right through her ruse and probably toss her sorry ass in jail for eternity. Damn, they were a bother.
"This is a mess," she lamented as she turned away, heading into the living room. She threw herself down on the couch dramatically, covering her eyes with one arm, the other waving about in the air. "We'll figure something out. Jane will want to know how you spied on SHIELD. Hell, SHIELD will want to know how you spied on SHIELD."
Suddenly, she bolted upright, looking around in alarm. Quietly, as if lowering her voice would make a damn bit of difference, she said, "What if this place is already bugged?"
Hello, paranoia.