log; you won't find faith or hope down a telescope

[bifroster]

GOVERNMENT WORK SUCKS // OTA

Jane groaned and laid her head down on her desk.

She knew the answers, but she had to put on a good show. Any delay that she could give this government, the better, because it would give the resistance a better chance to catch up or surpass them in solving this portal technology. It was the most she could do, as outright sabotage was proving to be harder to do with theoretical work and she did not want to risk something exploding on them—or worse, accidentally working.

If you’re a fellow government worker, feel free to sympathize. If you’re a government overseer, feel free to prod her. Or explain why you’re looking over her shoulder, because if you’re not either one of those, then why are you in her lab?


SNEAKING AROUND // OTA

The Mission Impossible theme song was not playing inside her head as she snuck down hallways and into various rooms, using a fabricated badge to unlock doors and computers along the way. She was a serious mole that took her double agent role very seriously. She was collecting information for the resistance and she was not secretly getting a thrill from it.

The building was supposed to be empty, but of course, anything can happen. If you should happen to stumble upon her, are you friend, foe, or uninterested janitor?


WHAT IN THE WORLD? // CLOSED TO LOKI

Jane could not believe this. She stared at the address in her hand. She looked up at the building in front of her. If the person who won her bid at the auction was Loki, she was going to scream. The possibility of that happening were astronomically low—she ran the numbers—but since when did statistics and probably ever work in her favor?

God, what she wouldn’t give for Darcy and one of her tasers.

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[iminthebook]

He glanced at her, eyes alight with a fierceness, then looked away.

"We've lost too many. I won't lose another."

No matter what it cost. Just, you know, the resistance and its allies needed Jane and her intel. No other feelings here, none at all.

[bifroster]

Jane reaches over and pats his shoulder, giving him a genuine smile. This world has changed him so much, but Jane isn't sure if he is the same Harry she knew before, with his memories altered, or if he was another Harry from another world altogether and this version of himself had never met her. She supposes it doesn't matter in the end.

"I won't lose any of you either. These next waves of people coming in, I'm going to do my best for them. And for our overall goals."

[iminthebook]

"We'll get through it. All of us." And he nods as he raises his hand in salute.

"I should get moving again. Gotta make sure C team gets to work on that information." Names were a premium now, so codes were what he used, all the time.

[bifroster]

“Yeah. I think the danger has passed—for now.”

At least no one saw them directly or well enough to identify them. Now was the time to move on and made sure everything else got done.

[iminthebook]

"Do you need to go anywhere else right now before I mosey on?" Using his magic to help others get around safely was one of the few perks he had,m these days.

But he smiled, too.

Hope lived, yet.

[bifroster]

Hope would always live.

"No where particular," she replied. "If you could transport me to a lady's bathroom a few doors down from my bun so I can have an alibi, that would be great."

It's where she went to before using the crawlspace in the ceiling. She can claim digestive problems if someone was thorough and checked the video cameras.

[iminthebook]

"I have never been there, but I can try."

He holds out his hands to her again, speaking softly, as blue light gathers around him.

[bifroster]

"Good enough for me."

She takes his hand and focuses on the place in her mind. She might not have any magical powers, but she has learned to never underestimate magic. Even adding to the spell in this way will have an effect, but hopefully one they'll appreciate.

[iminthebook]

He feels that connection, and a moment later, they are there, and the flickering lights of the bathroom are around them.

He nods to her, and leans in to kiss her cheek, speaking softly.

"Be safe. I'll go from here."

He steps back and begins his prep to teleport out.

[bifroster]

“You too,” Jane replied, wishing there was some way to peacefully end all this.

But this world was not ready for peace.

Not yet.

[iminthebook]

And then, after one last smile, he is gone.

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