Second Chances: the Network

Luz's upcoming art show has given me an idea, but I need some volunteers.

I'm looking for 5-6 people willing to let me follow them discretely at night and take candids. I've never been one for portraiture, but I like capturing people in their unexpected moments.

Trust me, you won't even know I was there.

And I promise I won't use anything embarrassing or compromising.

_{[OOC: let's all pretend this was posted tonight]}

[Private to Clint Barton, Phil Coulson, Yelena Belova, Matt Murdock, and anyone else in on the Wolf Farm conversations]
I think I found a space for us. It does have a neighbor, but the house abuts a wooded area where we could run.

It's 90 minutes South, on about 20 acres, and it's set up to be a vineyard. We could use that as a cover.
[end]

[Private to Max, Julie, and Yelena]
For Thursday, I'll make cinnamon rolls and a fruit salad for breakfast, then I think we have invitations to join other dinners, so we'll pick and choose where we go for actual Thanksgiving.

Henry is joining us at Phil and Matt's, and I'll officially introduce him as my boyfriend. Partner? My person. At any rate, we had the intentions talk, and that's where we landed. I wanted the three of you to be the first to know.
[end]

If any Mission High School students need something to do this week, I have some sets that need painting, and I can get you extra credit with your English teachers.

[LAMP+NYMPH]

So, I'm thinking we should have a family dinner soon. A chance for Daisy to get to know everyone. Natasha, you can bring your 'dino guy' too if you want.

[Daisy]

You're game for family dinner, right?

Hey, now that things are a little chill again now, I need someone who is good at hitting to teach me how to be good at hitting.

Thanks.

You know, this is not my first time that I've been thrown into some alternate universe situation. You think I'd be used to it, but it's still weird.

At this one isn't run by HYDRA.

Anyway, my name's Daisy Johnson, and I'm agent with SHIELD. Though I doubt that has much relevance these days. SHIELD isn't really what it used to be anymore.

[Filtered To Phil Coulson]

Hey. They said you were here.

Filtered To Lois Lane]

Heya. Apparently we're goin to be roommates. I figured I'd introduce myself before I headed over. That way it's slightly less of a surprise.

So, this brunch invite for tomorrow? Who's going? Hard to pass up free food and a chance to get to know our neighbors.


I might have a problem for our tech/biomed folks around here. Seems during our search and destroy mission earlier this week, one of their EMPs messed with my prosthetic arm and it's mostly just a limb shaped paperweight at the moment. I've tried doing a hard reset but it looks like they fried it pretty well. Although I make a dashing Captain Hook, any help in getting it working again or making a new one if we have to go there would be appreciated.


[LAMP]

The apartment was way too quiet without the two of you.

[MATT]

Next weekend - you, me, someplace quiet away from all this?

[LAWYERS + DEAN WINCHESTER]

I know people have questions. We don't have answers that we feel safe putting out there yet.

What we do have is a situation where it feels like shit is about to hit the fan real fucking quick, though.

Can any of you be on standby in case we need you?

Now that Hardison's secured the network, I have a request.

IF you are safe to do so: Record-Record-Record.

Audio, video—anything you can. Start compiling everything you've seen, heard, or documented since the beginning and send it to me. I'm starting to put together a timeline, and all of it will help. We call this the "discovery phase".

The Liaison Office may have let us down, but that doesn't mean we can't go after the people behind this.

( Text Message to Henry Loomis )

( Text Message to Yelena, Julie, and Max )

( Text Message to NYMPH + Clint + Steve R. )

I haven't had a headache this bad since the goddamn birds.

I know several of us were freaked out by the attack on our wolves. Yelena and I went to check out the area the morning after. Unfortunately, initial investigations didn't turn up much of anything. (Before you ask, I did this sort of thing for a living, so yes, we were thorough.)

Considering that several of our own were injured, it's worth keeping an eye out. But hopefully this was just some freak one off thing that we won't have to deal with next month. As mentioned elsewhere, there's no indication as far as we can tell that these folks knew they were hunting werewolves. Yes, this is San Francisco, but drive an hour east and you get all sorts of hunting types, so it's quite possible these were just out of town assholes folks who thought they got lucky on their hunting trip. Or unlucky since they didn't completely take down any wolves.


[LAMP]

Chinese or pizza? I'm too tired to cook.

I do not wish to cause alarm, but it should be known that there was an attack last night on some of the wolves.

While I have no information on who they were or why they were there, I did gather an immense feeling of anger and panic from them as they retreated. One of them may also have some broken bones. Do with that information as you will.

I can't say this is what I was expecting today.

Apparently, I'm going to be here for awhile, so I might as well introduce myself. My name is Wanda Maximoff. I was told that this world is very similar to my own, and that there are people here who might know me.

[Filtered to Vision and Tommy Maximoff]

...I was told that you both are here.

While things are kind of objectively terrible, re: recent mass exodus, life still goes on.

That being established: what are we doing for Stiles's 21st birthday?

I have a couple of ideas, but I'm also totally open to suggestions.

fuck

Three days in and school is the loudest place I've been in a long time....A teacher already scolded me for wearing earbuds to cancel it out...

[Kara]
Think you can write me a note for the accommodation? Tim got me noise cancelling headphones to block out some of the chatter otherwise I can't focus at all.

before the disappearance announcement


Following up on previous discussions - communal joint birthday party for evereyone who's birthday fell during the last month of .. shenanigans. Sometime this weekend?


LAMP

There's birthday pancakes with fruit and chocolate chips once you drag yourself out of your bed cocoon, Alex. And let us know when you want to do family birthday dinner - tonight or tomorrow? I know Stiles has you for most of the weekend, but he's also invited to birthday dinner.

Loki

You can hold onto 'Fandral' for the time being if you wish.

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[ADDED LATER AFTER THE DISAPPEARANCE ANNOUNCEMENT

[Natasha]

You okay kid?

I suppose I didn't make it known when I first arrived that I'm an experienced doctor and trauma surgeon. Should anyone here need my services for any reason, I will do everything in my power to help. Please do not hesitate to reach out.

[Private to Edwin Paine]
I had this whole thing typed up and ready to post.

It was not as angry as it could've been, but it was not polite, and it was absolutely me stirring the pot. It would've made it worse, which I never want to do for you.

I wouldn't be here if not for your particular brand of honesty and candor. Not everyone appreciates it, but I do. Immensely.
[end]

People seem stressed. We should probably do something about that. Important scientific questions first: How much pizza have we, as a group, ordered in the last week, and on a scale from 1-10, with 1 being not at all, how sick of it are we?

I hate it here. I want to go home.

[OOC: any comments after the last one to Stiles will go unanswered by Sylvie]