Spy shit idk

[cantkillamockingbird]

[Things have been pretty uneventful for Bobbi lately. Turns out running your own spy cell wasn't that exciting. It's enough to keep her busy, of course, but still not quite what she expected. Not a lot about it surprises her, especially after working for SHIELD and being an Avenger. She's happy enough with it, though. One day she's sitting in her office, going over a map of an island, when her assistant comes in to tell her that someone is here to see her]

Who?

[Her assistant shrugs, stating that the person wouldn't give a name. He just said that Bobbi would know him and that was all she needed to know. Bobbi took that to mean it was one of her more secretive superhero friends. Hell, maybe it was Fury finally. Regardless, it didn't worry her that much. She just waved a hand and turned back to the map]

Okay then. Let him in.

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[cantkillamockingbird]

[She gets it. She usually does with Bucky. And as always, she doesn't say anything. She knows how it feels to be completely lost in the world. It's been a while since she returned from Skrull Hell and she still feels that way sometimes. That's a big part of what this organization is about: Bobbi carving a place in the world for herself]

I can always use more agents. [Actually, she's not in any sort of desperate need for more agents. She's got plenty with all the ex-SHIELD people she recruited] You feel up to being a spy?

[anotheroldsoldier]

[This is why he came to Bobbi, probably. She seems to understand, and she doesn't bring it up or push at things he doesn't want to talk about.]

It's not like I'm doing anything else with my life right now. Why not take up super-spying for a while? [His smile is small, dry, a little bitter and brittle.] Plus I hear you get an in if you've slept with the boss. [That was terrible and he knows it.]

[cantkillamockingbird]

[The comment makes Bobbi grin and shake her head, so there's that]

That was terrible. But we both know there was no way I was saying no here. So welcome to the team. Don't worry about the logistics of it all, I'll take care of that. [She closes the laptop that was on the desk next to her and then opens her bottom desk drawer, pulling out a bag that she stashes the laptop in]

We'll talk about it more once we get to my place.

[anotheroldsoldier]

[It really was terrible but he's glad he got a laugh out of her at least. Kind of doesn't want to ruin things with one of the few people he feels like he can go to.] What are the logistics of hiring a dead guy?

[He glances around the office, cramming his hands in his pockets as Bobbi gathers up her laptop.] We're going to your place?

[cantkillamockingbird]

Honestly? I'm not sure. Which I probably should be, considering I was legally dead for a while too. But I guess we'll find out.

[She just arches an eyebrow at Bucky]

I just assumed you didn't want to discuss all this with other people around. My place is more private.

[anotheroldsoldier]

Guess so. For what it's worth, I'm supposed to... try to stay 'dead', so, that probably cuts down on your paperwork. [He's so bad at staying dead though. Doctor Doom even knows he's alive. Still, he follows her out the door obediently enough.]

Yeah, point. Not that I want to discuss a whole lot of what's happened.

[cantkillamockingbird]

Yikes. [Oh, this is gonna be a nightmare. But she'll deal. She leads the way, letting her assistant know she'll be out for a while as they walk]

You don't have to. But I think I deserve at least some of the details explained, don't you? Not every day a supposedly dead guy strolls into your office.

[anotheroldsoldier]

[Bucky hunches down a little and changes his body language as they walk out, hands in his pockets as he follows Bobbi. He's a master of blending in; if you know him, it's hard to recognize him from afar like this.]

Yeah, I guess you do. I'm gonna need a stiff drink first, though, just as a warning.

[cantkillamockingbird]

No problem.

[She leads them out and into the parking garage where her car is. Everything about the building where her operation is located is totally normal. From the outside, it just looks like some dull corporate office. And the cover must be working since she's had no problems so far. Would it be nice to have a bunch of huge, crazy, secret bases like SHIELD? Yes. It would. But she sadly doesn't have the money for that. Yet. She unlocks the car and tosses her bag in the back, getting into the driver's seat]

You're just lucky you came by when it was early enough for traffic to not be awful.