I assume you have been eating your entire life. I’m only telling it as it is.
[He can lightly tease with the best of them.]
I think I’m discovering I have a sweet tooth. Where I work, the manager on duty let me try a piece of the restaurant’s chocolate mousse cake. I don’t think I’ve had anything better than that so far.
[Well, if Fitz has very, very deep pockets and a hideously "refined" palette, he's more than welcome to visit Markus on one of the evenings that he's playing. In fact, a little map edges itself up in the other's vision -- courtesy of the android sharing the questioned location -- with a tiny virtual pin plopping itself down to denote exactly where it is.
Upper regions of the city. Very rich, the restaurant itself a very exclusive establishment, wining and dining reserved for the influential, the wealthy, the connected, or just all of the above. Definitely the sort of place that doesn't list the prices on the menu.]
"Performer" is one word for it, when in actuality I just provide the ambient sound that most have probably forgotten about halfway through their meal. But they have an actual piano. I had to audition for the job.
You should come listen sometime if you're interested.
[ His first thought is that it would be a grand date spot — proper, anniversary-level stuff for his upcoming milestone with Jemma. Presently, it's out of his price range, even with the additional cash flow from the Hi-Jacks (and there's the minor issue of the girlfriend being in another universe but w/e).
Perhaps he can convince Bobbi to do a recce with him (*and use her powers to get them a table). Hear Markus, eat like they're posher than they ever will be, good fun. ]
Oh, come off it. This is well impressive.
[ being humble just makes him even better ffs!!]
We'll definitely pop over and see if we can charm our way into a front row seat. I'd invite you to the lab, but they don't let me play with any of the best toys, anyway, and something something corporate confidentiality.
[Humble is a default setting for Markus. Often keeping to himself in general is, too, which lends itself to an introverted or introspective personality — what most would label him as at first glance. Not completely wrong, either.
At any rate, the humility stays!]
It’s a means of income, at least. But if you do swing by, let me know. I’ll be sure to play the pieces I save for my favorite people.
[Couched as a joke, it’s also sincere.]
And where exactly do you work where they won’t let you have some fun with the best equipment?
[ favourite people! how cute... joking or otherwise. ]
I'm at Volt, one of Vyonation's start-ups. We're meant to develop new tech, but I mostly help test other people's prototypes. Entry-level clearance only gets basic tool access, and I imagine even that's under review, after one of the other techs tried to hammer the rest of us during the outbreak.
I imagine that wasn’t a very comforting experience. I’m glad you came out of it in one piece.
[That whole day was one of Markus’ most trying. Easily delegated to the second worst day of his life, and he can only imagine how pockets of conflict played out for others around him.]
Actually, that was another reason why I wanted to text you. I wanted to thank you again for helping me — wrestling down that man and aiding me through the curing process both. It would have been much harder without you lending a hand.
[ ah, such sincerity. it's a bit overwhelming, to be honest. he finds himself grateful that this chat is occurring over text, as it takes him a moment to construct a reply. ]
Of course. We have to stick together. Wouldn't have gone half so well if you hadn't been there with me.
[ clever, steady, reassuring — he'd be hard-pressed to find someone better suited to help others. ]
Have you done anything like that before?
[ interventions into physical altercations, vigilante heroics.... he leaves it vague on purpose. ]
Not specifically like that. Pinning someone down to keep them calm was a new experience. When I go instigating trouble ["trouble" he mentally types in the wryest way possible; fighting for his own people shouldn't really fall under that category, but it does, sadly enough] I try to be more delicate about it.
[UNTIL YOU LEAP FROM THE TOP OF A BUILDING, MARKUS]
[ he thinks back to their first conversation. markus discussed loss as a motivator for change and only relying on his fellow androids. sounds a bit like trouble, of some description. and there was an element of recklessness to his heroics — evident in the disregard for his own wellbeing, if it meant helping others.
as for fitz's own situation, loki's blabbed to everyone, and thor mentioned his agency by name on the public bloody network, so. ]
I've been a field agent, so more than you'd think.
[Even if Markus has heard tell of it, there's a difference between prying into everyone's (admittedly public) network conversations, and hearing it straight from the source. One possesses a mote of consideration and conscientiousness, the other does not.]
And what sort of work did you do as a field agent? What did you specialize in?
[With Fitz's scientific and analytical mind on display, and given their previous conversations, he can at least hazard a guess. But, again, he wants to hear it explained personally.]
[ The thing is: SHIELD is more FBI than CIA. They flash their badges at any crime scene half as mad as this one, but the matter of his fellow, more covert agents being here made him reluctant to identify himself regularly.
He appreciates Markus' restraint. ]
My specialty's engineering and technology, with physics underpinning them both, but my partner and I took a field assignment early on, so I've picked up other competencies along the way. Together, we're the forensic investigators for our team, but I mainly equip field agents with personalised equipment and handle any technological obstacles on operations. If I'm needed on site, I'm trained for combat and other eventualities. So, the work depends on the day.
Yes. And he’s my roommate. We’re from the same world.
[The circumstances regarding their, ah, relationship to each other back home is another matter entirely, but Markus doesn’t dip his proverbial toes in that deep end of the pool.]
He worked with law enforcement. Something of an investigator — I’m sure forensics is in his wheelhouse, too.
[ ah, the two androids made human. same world, same flat. it all tracks. ]
And we've no shortage of crimes to investigate, so I'll be sure to follow-up with him. Though I got the impression there'd be no "takebacks" on befriending him, anyway.
[ he's so... keen... ]
Does that make him the person who fusses over you?
[That is, in fact, a little misleading. Connor hovers, while Markus feels crushing responsibility for him. It’s a two-way street of different types of fussing.]
But you’re right about that, too; once a friend, it’s a permanent position. I guess I don’t have to introduce you at all.
I'm flattered you considered me worth introducing at all.
[ he'd dodged the earlier compliment, but it should be acknowledged. Sharing ones friends isn't a given. ]
Reckon you've met my friends from home already. Katelin's from my uni days. Daisy's a friend from work. And Daisy will come around, if she had a bit of trouble with you at the start.
[ her exact message regarding Markus had been "I ran into things like it here," so he thinks it fair to assume their first encounter was tainted by team SHIELD's prior android issues. ]
[A bit of trouble. He remembers that first meeting, a snide remark regarding what he was — On a scale of, like, one-to-ten, how much do you want to murder the entire human race? — that has his brow cinching at the recollection, the tension at the time so utterly tangible.
A slight delay, a few seconds of consideration. Thinking.]
Right. Okay. That makes it sound worse than it was. Not that it wasn't bad. It was. But it was my fingerprints all over it, okay? Me and another of the programmers. We were the problem, not the androids.
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You make me sound like a glutton :’)
[ only teasing. ]
What’s your favourite food so far?
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[He can lightly tease with the best of them.]
I think I’m discovering I have a sweet tooth. Where I work, the manager on duty let me try a piece of the restaurant’s chocolate mousse cake. I don’t think I’ve had anything better than that so far.
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Now that's a good shout, mate!
[ lowkey worried markus would say something bland but tg he's living his best life food-wise. ]
Whereabouts are you working? Katelin mentioned you were a performer.
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Upper regions of the city. Very rich, the restaurant itself a very exclusive establishment, wining and dining reserved for the influential, the wealthy, the connected, or just all of the above. Definitely the sort of place that doesn't list the prices on the menu.]
"Performer" is one word for it, when in actuality I just provide the ambient sound that most have probably forgotten about halfway through their meal. But they have an actual piano. I had to audition for the job.
You should come listen sometime if you're interested.
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Perhaps he can convince Bobbi to do a recce with him (*and use her powers to get them a table). Hear Markus, eat like they're posher than they ever will be, good fun. ]
Oh, come off it. This is well impressive.
[ being humble just makes him even better ffs!!]
We'll definitely pop over and see if we can charm our way into a front row seat.
I'd invite you to the lab, but they don't let me play with any of the best toys, anyway, and something something corporate confidentiality.
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At any rate, the humility stays!]
It’s a means of income, at least. But if you do swing by, let me know. I’ll be sure to play the pieces I save for my favorite people.
[Couched as a joke, it’s also sincere.]
And where exactly do you work where they won’t let you have some fun with the best equipment?
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[ favourite people! how cute... joking or otherwise. ]
I'm at Volt, one of Vyonation's start-ups. We're meant to develop new tech, but I mostly help test other people's prototypes. Entry-level clearance only gets basic tool access, and I imagine even that's under review, after one of the other techs tried to hammer the rest of us during the outbreak.
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[That whole day was one of Markus’ most trying. Easily delegated to the second worst day of his life, and he can only imagine how pockets of conflict played out for others around him.]
Actually, that was another reason why I wanted to text you. I wanted to thank you again for helping me — wrestling down that man and aiding me through the curing process both. It would have been much harder without you lending a hand.
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Of course. We have to stick together.
Wouldn't have gone half so well if you hadn't been there with me.
[ clever, steady, reassuring — he'd be hard-pressed to find someone better suited to help others. ]
Have you done anything like that before?
[ interventions into physical altercations, vigilante heroics.... he leaves it vague on purpose. ]
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Not specifically like that. Pinning someone down to keep them calm was a new experience. When I go instigating trouble ["trouble" he mentally types in the wryest way possible; fighting for his own people shouldn't really fall under that category, but it does, sadly enough] I try to be more delicate about it.
[UNTIL YOU LEAP FROM THE TOP OF A BUILDING, MARKUS]
You?
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[ he thinks back to their first conversation. markus discussed loss as a motivator for change and only relying on his fellow androids. sounds a bit like trouble, of some description. and there was an element of recklessness to his heroics — evident in the disregard for his own wellbeing, if it meant helping others.
as for fitz's own situation, loki's blabbed to everyone, and thor mentioned his agency by name on the public bloody network, so. ]
I've been a field agent, so more than you'd think.
[ for a nerd... ]
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And what sort of work did you do as a field agent? What did you specialize in?
[With Fitz's scientific and analytical mind on display, and given their previous conversations, he can at least hazard a guess. But, again, he wants to hear it explained personally.]
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He appreciates Markus' restraint. ]
My specialty's engineering and technology, with physics underpinning them both, but my partner and I took a field assignment early on, so I've picked up other competencies along the way.
Together, we're the forensic investigators for our team, but I mainly equip field agents with personalised equipment and handle any technological obstacles on operations. If I'm needed on site, I'm trained for combat and other eventualities.
So, the work depends on the day.
[ throws up hands ]
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[And he does mean that. Fitz has proven himself more than capable, and with a background like what he’s reading? Even more so than he realized.]
A forensic investigator. I know someone here who might take a liking to you.
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"Might"
You flatter me and then throw in a conditional. Hot and cold, Markus.
Who's that now?
[ they could use more forensics... ]
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Connor. Have you met him?
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[ but connor!! what a pleasant suggestion. ]
And I have. Thought he seemed too competent to be an amateur in the field.
Are you two friends?
[ their conversations on the network indicate they're in semi-regular contact, but it's best to ask. ]
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[The circumstances regarding their, ah, relationship to each other back home is another matter entirely, but Markus doesn’t dip his proverbial toes in that deep end of the pool.]
He worked with law enforcement. Something of an investigator — I’m sure forensics is in his wheelhouse, too.
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And we've no shortage of crimes to investigate, so I'll be sure to follow-up with him.
Though I got the impression there'd be no "takebacks" on befriending him, anyway.
[ he's so... keen... ]
Does that make him the person who fusses over you?
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[That is, in fact, a little misleading. Connor hovers, while Markus feels crushing responsibility for him. It’s a two-way street of different types of fussing.]
But you’re right about that, too; once a friend, it’s a permanent position. I guess I don’t have to introduce you at all.
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I'm flattered you considered me worth introducing at all.
[ he'd dodged the earlier compliment, but it should be acknowledged. Sharing ones friends isn't a given. ]
Reckon you've met my friends from home already. Katelin's from my uni days. Daisy's a friend from work.
And Daisy will come around, if she had a bit of trouble with you at the start.
[ her exact message regarding Markus had been "I ran into things like it here," so he thinks it fair to assume their first encounter was tainted by team SHIELD's prior android issues. ]
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A slight delay, a few seconds of consideration. Thinking.]
Why would she have trouble?
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There were unfortunate incidents — related to what we spoke about when I first introduced myself.
[ hedging his bets, when he doesn't know how much Daisy disclosed with her stereotypical... frankness. ]
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How unfortunate?
She asked how eager I was to murder the entire human race, for reference.
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Right.
Okay.
That makes it sound worse than it was.
Not that it wasn't bad.
It was.
But it was my fingerprints all over it, okay? Me and another of the programmers. We were the problem, not the androids.
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