[ The time is Agents of SHIELD s5, but in the past instead of the future.
Daisy arrives on a planet in the Kree system, and she's in hellscape custody of some gladiatorial shit, as I understand it, when Carol Danvers busts through the ceiling like a glowstick. She's all golden and glowing and beautiful and she's here, actually, for a different prisoner.
Surely this will only go well.
She piledrives one of the Kree guards and then carries on with purpose down the hallway right past Daisy, where she is --
Trapped. Stuck with some kind of blue field that paralyzes and stills her. Carol sways, stops, and grits her teeth to fight against it. They don't seem to quite know what to do with her; she's human, but she's not; she's too powerful for them to keep around in the arena. ]
[ daisy honestly thought she was done with this sort of thing. dealing with the future, with kasius and his wannabe dictator garbage over the remnants of post-destruction earth, with space — but then fitz gets a piledriver to the chest as soon as they get back to their own timeline, just in time to die like an ironic english romantics heroine, and so daisy doesn't get a choice. of course she'll go to space to look for the other version of him that's floating in a cryopod. sure, jemma, of course she'll join you. she's not an astronaut or anything, but what's the worst that could happen?
apparently, "the worst that could happen" is defined by finding yet another planet where kree assholes like to rope powered people into gladiatorial combat and auctions to the highest bidder. just peachy. it may not be the future, but quake is still valuable, still worth clutching onto — only, to daisy's surprise, they don't put an inhibitor in. maybe they don't have the tech yet. maybe they don't realize what she can do. for whatever reason, they don't do it. she's not complaining.
she doesn't expect a glowing blonde goddess of a woman to come slamming her way through the ceiling, though. that surprise puts a wrench in daisy's half-thought-out escape plans, because suddenly, everyone is on high-alert. guards shouting, some weird force field thing going into effect, and daisy's thrown to the side of a wall with enough force to let her see some very pretty stars for a moment or two. ]
Ow.
[ verbose. eloquent. the daisy johnson way. ]
Are you here to kill me?
[ that's the need-to-know info right now. they can cross literally every other bridge when they get to it. ]
Yeah, I just thought I'd start with all of them first.
[ Said deadpan, like Carol cannot possibly imagine how Daisy could watch Carol put her fist through the kree guards here, and then assume she was the target. Speaking of the Kree guards, one rises up and tries to get to his feet, and Carol raises her hand without looking to nail him with a photon blast to put him through the window.
She tosses hair out of her face then and advances on Daisy, scrutinizing. ]
I'm not. [ that's true. technically speaking, anyway. ] Well, not like this. It's complicated.
[ but if glowstick barbie's not here to kill her, daisy's not particularly fussed about giving a whole ted talk on her inhuman dna just yet. ]
I'm looking for a friend. Or I was, before blue balls over here decided to rope me into their knockoff Hunger Games. Which, you know, I've done before? Not a fan.
Roping kids to fight to the death for kicks, not the best teen lit out there but somehow got a movie deal. [ she shrugs, waving a hand as a foot angles forward to nudge one of the unconscious kree. blue goop pools out from what looks like a broken nose, and daisy grimaces. ] Gross.
[ without the glow, it's a lot easier to look at her — and to notice that, without it, she looks surprisingly human. ]
I'm Daisy, by the way. [ free hands brush off the dirt and debris on her shoulders, which clears up a patch on the right side: the shield insignia, embossed in pale grey on black. classy. ] You ever been to Earth?
[ because if she hasn't, then telling her she's with shield is kind of a moot point. ]
[ Carol tries not to share too much of herself with anyone who asks. It's private, and having been taken advantage of previously makes her gunshy. So she studies Daisy for a moment before she nods. ]
Once or twice.
[ Then she's back at work, searching the Kree corpses for some kind of security badges. After a time, she reluctantly adds, ]
[ carol isn't exactly a super popular name for anyone in daisy's age bracket or below, but considering they're on a foreign planet and carol's claiming not to be from earth (in that she's only been "once or twice"), maybe that's not so weird. she tries not to let it feel weird, anyway. ]
Alright. [ from a pocket of one of the kree, daisy fishes out a small black device. a space-age walkie talkie she'd been using to communicate with jemma pre-kree kidnapping 2.0, one that had been confiscated from her upon her capture, one that now seems to be completely destroyed... which is really, honestly, just a total bummer. ] Well, unless you happen to have spotted a space Radio Shack nearby, I'm gonna need to find my friend.
[ a beat. ]
You wanna come with? Or are you good here playing pickpocket?
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breaks this in with some 90s girl grunge.
Date: 2019-03-09 12:29 am (UTC)— 🎵🎶
a vague starter? ? ?? to get towards hurt
Date: 2019-03-09 03:58 am (UTC)Daisy arrives on a planet in the Kree system, and she's in hellscape custody of some gladiatorial shit, as I understand it, when Carol Danvers busts through the ceiling like a glowstick. She's all golden and glowing and beautiful and she's here, actually, for a different prisoner.
Surely this will only go well.
She piledrives one of the Kree guards and then carries on with purpose down the hallway right past Daisy, where she is --
Trapped. Stuck with some kind of blue field that paralyzes and stills her. Carol sways, stops, and grits her teeth to fight against it. They don't seem to quite know what to do with her; she's human, but she's not; she's too powerful for them to keep around in the arena. ]
fyi s5 finale spoilers for... anyone who cares
Date: 2019-03-11 06:59 pm (UTC)apparently, "the worst that could happen" is defined by finding yet another planet where kree assholes like to rope powered people into gladiatorial combat and auctions to the highest bidder. just peachy. it may not be the future, but quake is still valuable, still worth clutching onto — only, to daisy's surprise, they don't put an inhibitor in. maybe they don't have the tech yet. maybe they don't realize what she can do. for whatever reason, they don't do it. she's not complaining.
she doesn't expect a glowing blonde goddess of a woman to come slamming her way through the ceiling, though. that surprise puts a wrench in daisy's half-thought-out escape plans, because suddenly, everyone is on high-alert. guards shouting, some weird force field thing going into effect, and daisy's thrown to the side of a wall with enough force to let her see some very pretty stars for a moment or two. ]
Ow.
[ verbose. eloquent. the daisy johnson way. ]
Are you here to kill me?
[ that's the need-to-know info right now. they can cross literally every other bridge when they get to it. ]
i'm gonna get so many details i didn't get out of tumblr gifs and haven't reached yet
Date: 2019-04-07 10:31 pm (UTC)[ Said deadpan, like Carol cannot possibly imagine how Daisy could watch Carol put her fist through the kree guards here, and then assume she was the target. Speaking of the Kree guards, one rises up and tries to get to his feet, and Carol raises her hand without looking to nail him with a photon blast to put him through the window.
She tosses hair out of her face then and advances on Daisy, scrutinizing. ]
You're not Kree. What are you doing here?
no subject
Date: 2019-04-12 01:39 am (UTC)[ but if glowstick barbie's not here to kill her, daisy's not particularly fussed about giving a whole ted talk on her inhuman dna just yet. ]
I'm looking for a friend. Or I was, before blue balls over here decided to rope me into their knockoff Hunger Games. Which, you know, I've done before? Not a fan.
[ a beat. ]
You?
no subject
Date: 2019-04-13 05:18 am (UTC)[ The latent golden glow dims around her as the fight starts to die off. ]
What are Hunger Games? [ She shakes her head, not much behind it, just uncertain and trying to follow. ]
no subject
Date: 2019-04-15 01:07 am (UTC)[ without the glow, it's a lot easier to look at her — and to notice that, without it, she looks surprisingly human. ]
I'm Daisy, by the way. [ free hands brush off the dirt and debris on her shoulders, which clears up a patch on the right side: the shield insignia, embossed in pale grey on black. classy. ] You ever been to Earth?
[ because if she hasn't, then telling her she's with shield is kind of a moot point. ]
no subject
Date: 2019-04-22 12:38 am (UTC)Once or twice.
[ Then she's back at work, searching the Kree corpses for some kind of security badges. After a time, she reluctantly adds, ]
Carol.
no subject
Date: 2019-04-22 05:44 am (UTC)Alright. [ from a pocket of one of the kree, daisy fishes out a small black device. a space-age walkie talkie she'd been using to communicate with jemma pre-kree kidnapping 2.0, one that had been confiscated from her upon her capture, one that now seems to be completely destroyed... which is really, honestly, just a total bummer. ] Well, unless you happen to have spotted a space Radio Shack nearby, I'm gonna need to find my friend.
[ a beat. ]
You wanna come with? Or are you good here playing pickpocket?