it's deep in their bones, they'll run into smoke when the fire is fierce (♫)
Why is it always aliens? There have been a few times when it wasn't aliens, but things always inevitably looped back around to them. Thinking about aliens and everything involved with them has become an almost daily part of Daisy Johnson's life thanks to her career as an agent of SHIELD — not to mention the fact that she's part alien herself.
The thing is, they're not the only ones dealing with the problem anymore. There are a lot of entities on the board now, and if they're not careful, sooner or later they're going to step on each other's toes and people are going to end up dead. SHIELD has been too preoccupied with its own alien threats to help with the others that have recently sprung up around the world, which makes it all the more important to make connections and allies.
Which led her to searching out Batman, whose codename is even more ridiculous than her own. The problem has been finding the mystery man, resulting in her breaking out her old hacking skills for what feels like the first time in ages. He's good, whoever he is, covering his tracks and hiding his signature like the best of them. She's better than the best, though, and with the full array of SHIELD tech at her disposal, she's finally managed to track him down. Digitally, anyway. There's still no certainty behind the man's identity — though she does have a few theories that have corresponded to a handful of bets with her teammates.
Former teammates. That's still something she's getting used to. They'd traveled through time, crossed universes, and saved the world. Again. And then they'd gone their separate ways. She's been offered a spot on the upcoming Zephyr-3 exploration crew, even leadership of that crew if she wants it, but she just... needs time to think.
That's how she's ended up in Gotham City, nursing a cup of coffee on a rooftop with a view of the river in the late night hours. It had seemed like a good idea to meet him on his home turf, though the message she'd shoved through his network hadn't exactly given him a way to decline. Could be she'll stand out here for a few hours, huddling in her leather jacket against the chill in the air, and he'll never show. Or maybe he'll suddenly appear in full bat-gear and try to start a fight. (She's wearing a subtle pair of gauntlets just in case, their appearance more like wrist braces than actual fighting gear.) Or maybe he'll take the olive branch she'd offered of her own identity and reveal himself as the man behind the mask.
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