[The thing that got to her about it, was not knowing where SHIELD ended and Hydra began. For the years that she'd worked for SHIELD, she had no idea how much of it had just been working for Hydra. Still working for Hydra, if they're being completely honest about what Leviathan was.
It doesn't keep her up at night as often as it should. Because the worst things she's done weren't in service to SHIELD. And she'd known, known Hydra was a ghost in the dark, even if she hadn't know they were inside SHIELD, she'd known they were out there. And in the end it's too perfect and it makes too much sense. The fact that James had tried to kill her had almost been a comfort, a reassurance that they hadn't kept her under their thumb.]
Mm, I suppose. If you ever need someone for a mission... [She trails off, but the smile that curls her lips is offer enough. She assumed he knew about Stark already; Tony was an Avenger and he isn't subtle. But she's hoping they don't talk much, that Rumlow's on Tony's punch in the face list too. Because given what he knows about her and his likely desire to throw her under a bus, he could unravel what she told Rumlow.]
The two of us? Sounds interesting. You have a plan or just grand intentions?
[It sharpens her smile, puts a glint in her eyes. She is sure that this is what the Road to Hell looks like. But thankfully, she's already in Hell. She bothered lying to him in the first place because he's capable, competent, and this is exactly the sort of thing that could make it worth it, depending on the precise sort of groundwork this works out to. She takes a slow sip of her drink, more cursory than anything, putting on the show of it. He's sharp enough she's not inclined to risk even the little bit alcohol affects her without a reason.]
I've picked up a few jobs, but I'm still working on getting pieces in play, so to speak.
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Date: 2016-09-17 08:39 am (UTC)It doesn't keep her up at night as often as it should. Because the worst things she's done weren't in service to SHIELD. And she'd known, known Hydra was a ghost in the dark, even if she hadn't know they were inside SHIELD, she'd known they were out there. And in the end it's too perfect and it makes too much sense. The fact that James had tried to kill her had almost been a comfort, a reassurance that they hadn't kept her under their thumb.]
Mm, I suppose. If you ever need someone for a mission... [She trails off, but the smile that curls her lips is offer enough. She assumed he knew about Stark already; Tony was an Avenger and he isn't subtle. But she's hoping they don't talk much, that Rumlow's on Tony's punch in the face list too. Because given what he knows about her and his likely desire to throw her under a bus, he could unravel what she told Rumlow.]
The two of us? Sounds interesting. You have a plan or just grand intentions?
[It sharpens her smile, puts a glint in her eyes. She is sure that this is what the Road to Hell looks like. But thankfully, she's already in Hell. She bothered lying to him in the first place because he's capable, competent, and this is exactly the sort of thing that could make it worth it, depending on the precise sort of groundwork this works out to. She takes a slow sip of her drink, more cursory than anything, putting on the show of it. He's sharp enough she's not inclined to risk even the little bit alcohol affects her without a reason.]
I've picked up a few jobs, but I'm still working on getting pieces in play, so to speak.