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[ There's a man sitting in the ground by the fountain, his back against it: middle aged, in a suit, a badge pinned to his chest, and a very big gun in his lap.

He's also not moving and there's blood in the corner of his mouth, on his shoulder.

His eyes focus for a moment, and he manages a look of mild surprise. ] Boss? — [ a wet cough ] Does any S.H.I.E.L.D agent —?

[ Another breath, laboured, and he stills again. ]



[ ooc; Say hi to Agent Coulson. Replies will come after Bones and Roxas are done with him, all right? All right.

AND CAN I JUST SAY AGAIN HOW EXCITED I AM a;sdfk;ldks ]

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I'll take it into consideration. How do you plan on getting out?

[doeswhathewants]

I am told that deities are keeping us here. I intend to find their temple, steal something invaluable to them then ransom my way home. Not exactly self sacrificing to help my fellow man, but the heroes of our story are apparently stuck, too.

So I think that qualifies as an every man for himself type situation.

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And who are the heores of this story?

[doeswhathewants]

The Avengers. They're here, you know. [Says as though letting you in on a secret] Too bad they seem to be stuck. Perhaps America ought to have sent the X-men.

[debrief]

What do you know about the Avengers?

[doeswhathewants]

Enough.

I'm not a fanboy or anything.

[debrief]

No? [ God knows Phil is. But what's more important is finding out how this boy knows about them, and what. ]

[doeswhathewants]

I just said no, did I not? Why, are you? [He thinks you probably have a shrine in your living room.]

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[ Inaccurate. He hides it better than that.

Still, it's easier to use this as a cover to hopefully find out more than it is to state outright what his involvement with them is. ] I might be.

[doeswhathewants]

You are awfully cagey, especially for an adult. Not the type that lures kids in with your 1:1 replica Mjolnir, are you? [Tips his head]

[debrief]

Can't blame a man for not wanting to admit he used to sleep in Captain America pyjamas.

[doeswhathewants]

[A snort of actual laughter] The kind with feet?

Captain America is your favorite, I would guess. Iron Man is mine, intelligence and the application bests strength any day. When I am fabulously wealthy, perhaps I shall find a way to create my own and go to other worlds. Take over native populations and become an intergalactic emperor.

[debrief]

I confess to no such thing.

Well, now I feel old. Iron Man didn't even exist when I was your age.

[doeswhathewants]

Well. You are old. [An arching of an eyebrow.]

[debrief]

Thank you. [ Perfectly bland face in return. ]

[doeswhathewants]

Mm. [A pause, eyes narrowing.]

Not much rattles you.

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Is that a bad thing?

[doeswhathewants]

In my experience, yes. Tends to mean someone has something to hide.

[debrief]

How old are you?

[doeswhathewants]

Thirteen. Give or take.

[Just trying to get a read.]

[debrief]

You're cynical for a thirteen year old.

[doeswhathewants]

I am a card hustler in the streets of Paris, cynicism keeps one alive.

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I can see how it would have that effect.

[doeswhathewants]

What is it you do, did you say? [Oh, he knows you didn't say. He just wants to see if it'll slip, see how good you are.]

I plan on graduating to international jewel thief once I'm a bit older.

[debrief]

I'm a goverment agent. [ He didn't say, no, but his first words in the City were to ask after SHIELD agents. While that itself is circumstantial evidence only, he doesn't see the harm in saying this much. His clearance level and his role within SHIELD, now. That is another story entirely. ]

That's quite ambitious.