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entrancelogs2014-10-25 02:26 am
conscientiae) wrote in entrancelogs2014-10-25 02:26 am
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why don't we sit back mellow again and have a nice afternoon?
Who: Jemma Simmons/Julia Smith
Where: Around Storybrooke!
When: Throughout the event.
Rating: Prob PG-13.
Summary: Julia Smith is moderately happy with her life, until she realizes there's a Jemma Simmons who has the life she's always wanted.
The Story:
Day 1: October 24
Julia doesn't have any particular reason to be dissatisfied with her life. She's employed and she even likes her job and most of her students -- the good ones, especially. Teaching could be worse; at least it's a little more challenging than school, which had always seemed to fall short for her and led her to burn off her energy in other ways. Nothing too drastic; her father is a police officer and all that. And she's grateful to still have him around.
Each day has its routine. She gets up, has breakfast, goes for a jog, goes to work, does some grading, and then decidedly takes time off for herself to go to the diner or find some friends to talk to, have a little fun, before it's back to bed and up again in the morning for the same thing over again the next day.
Day 2-3: October 25-26
For some reason, Julia's more excited to go into work today. She teaches her classes, but in the middle of her first one, she gets an idea for an experiment, and she busies herself in all her freetime in the lab. It's been ages since she felt drawn to that kind of work -- there hadn't been a place for it in Storybrooke, really, and then she didn't want to leave her father alone, either -- but here she is, safety glasses on and busily staring at beakers until her stomach growls and she realizes she's well past her usual time to be at the diner.
Feeling kind of strange about it, but oddly refreshed and energized, she makes her way to the diner to see who's around. She might be bubbling over with what she did today, but would anyone want to hear about it?
Day 4-5: October 27-28
The memories almost give her a headache. Could this other person really be her? Could she really be Jemma Simmons, two PhDs under her belt, and years spent at an Academy for secret spy science? Could she really have been a secret agent, doing all those things she sees herself doing? As odd as it is, she desperately hopes it's true. There it is -- the life she's been yearning for all along, and this other version of herself is having it. Or maybe Julia's just delusional. Maybe she's graded one too many lab reports and is stuck in a daydream. Of course they aren't real.
Julia makes a point to go to work as usual and follow her routine, but it's really because she's trying to test out her routine against these memories. Something has to give somewhere, right? Somewhere something's going to snap and she'll know which one is real.
Where: Around Storybrooke!
When: Throughout the event.
Rating: Prob PG-13.
Summary: Julia Smith is moderately happy with her life, until she realizes there's a Jemma Simmons who has the life she's always wanted.
The Story:
Day 1: October 24
Julia doesn't have any particular reason to be dissatisfied with her life. She's employed and she even likes her job and most of her students -- the good ones, especially. Teaching could be worse; at least it's a little more challenging than school, which had always seemed to fall short for her and led her to burn off her energy in other ways. Nothing too drastic; her father is a police officer and all that. And she's grateful to still have him around.
Each day has its routine. She gets up, has breakfast, goes for a jog, goes to work, does some grading, and then decidedly takes time off for herself to go to the diner or find some friends to talk to, have a little fun, before it's back to bed and up again in the morning for the same thing over again the next day.
Day 2-3: October 25-26
For some reason, Julia's more excited to go into work today. She teaches her classes, but in the middle of her first one, she gets an idea for an experiment, and she busies herself in all her freetime in the lab. It's been ages since she felt drawn to that kind of work -- there hadn't been a place for it in Storybrooke, really, and then she didn't want to leave her father alone, either -- but here she is, safety glasses on and busily staring at beakers until her stomach growls and she realizes she's well past her usual time to be at the diner.
Feeling kind of strange about it, but oddly refreshed and energized, she makes her way to the diner to see who's around. She might be bubbling over with what she did today, but would anyone want to hear about it?
Day 4-5: October 27-28
The memories almost give her a headache. Could this other person really be her? Could she really be Jemma Simmons, two PhDs under her belt, and years spent at an Academy for secret spy science? Could she really have been a secret agent, doing all those things she sees herself doing? As odd as it is, she desperately hopes it's true. There it is -- the life she's been yearning for all along, and this other version of herself is having it. Or maybe Julia's just delusional. Maybe she's graded one too many lab reports and is stuck in a daydream. Of course they aren't real.
Julia makes a point to go to work as usual and follow her routine, but it's really because she's trying to test out her routine against these memories. Something has to give somewhere, right? Somewhere something's going to snap and she'll know which one is real.
Day 2.5
When she leaves however, she might see a police car and a police officer.
Sitting on the roof of the car.
Staring at the sky.
no subject
She stops to dig her keys out, and then turns toward her car, when she stops. Brandt. Of course.
"Hello, Jeremy." She gives him a warm, tolerant smile. "Not exactly undercover today, are we?"
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It feels natural to him, "...Watching the kids in the park. I'm just-"
Undercover.
"...Bored. You?"
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"I'm good! Heading home, I suppose." But the idea of going home alone seems so disheartening after such a good day.
"Unless... Would you like to get some coffee?"
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"...Yeah. I could use a cup of coffee. Haven't been sleeping so good. You want a ride? In the patrol car?"
He grins, "we could use the siren."
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She waits patiently at the passenger side of the car, her bag in her hand now.
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You'd better call it Coulson.
How was new mexico?
He looks distant at that, staring at her with his eyes wide, "...I always did."
this is before their memories come back, right?
"I'll do that just as soon as we get in the car. Are you sure you're alright to drive, Jeremy?"
Yeah.
He can't add two plus two on a good day, so kudos to her and her science.
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"Excellent, actually. I might have started working on a few things, an invention or two, a serum."
no subject
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"No, more like... A sort of weapon, only more like a... freeze ray, but less evil scientist and more humane. A way of stopping someone without injuring them in any way. Completely harmless."
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He pauses, "Like a phaser? You know like, "Set phasers on stun?"
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"But yes, like a phaser set on stun. No need for brutality of any sort."