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♉ of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch
After sending Darcy along home with her exsanguinating friend, he returns to his own apartment (bought and paid for with false papers and rerouted funds and cloaked to the gills from any and all prying eyes, S.H.I.E.L.D.-employed or otherwise) to watch over the bustle of activity surrounding the Lewis residence. He doesn't peer into the apartment proper - Darcy's made that line very evident after a prior misunderstanding - but he does see the good captain carted off to medical facilities unknown. There's a momentary debate about whether or not to send a shadow clone after Rogers, to further plant the seeds of curiosity and doubt, but... Loki decides against it. If he's done his work properly then it will only be a matter of time until the captain comes looking for him.
This entire endeavor was meant to be so much simpler before Darcy had swept in in a poor imitation of her heroically inclined colleagues. Oh, well. Still, one must follow through on things.
So it is that Loki Silvertongue sits in the outdoor dining area of a local restaurant with a steaming cup of black tea. Clearing his throat, he raises his eyebrows at his guest and waits for acknowledgment.
This entire endeavor was meant to be so much simpler before Darcy had swept in in a poor imitation of her heroically inclined colleagues. Oh, well. Still, one must follow through on things.
So it is that Loki Silvertongue sits in the outdoor dining area of a local restaurant with a steaming cup of black tea. Clearing his throat, he raises his eyebrows at his guest and waits for acknowledgment.
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"It's comforting to know you've a thoroughly thought out contingency plan. You'll never go hungry again." Yeah, no.
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"Got a better option?" Spoken around her sandwich like a boss.
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Giving Darcy a withering look over his forkful of crostini - manners, child, you could do well to mind them - Loki replies, "I could always do with an extra hand. Good help is so very hard to find."
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"Are you offering me a job as your henchman? Henchwoman?" She can't decide if that'd look horrible or awesome on her resumes. Not that she's considering it because Loki might be her father but he's still hellbent on taking over the world. And she likes living in a democracy as compared to a monarchy.
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"Nothing so trivial as that. It would be more along the lines of..." Loki pauses, chewing thoughtfully while trying to think of something appropriately professional sounding. "Executive administrator of logistics."
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Sort of.
"Maybe if they fire me, or if my friends don't work there anymore. And I'd only think about it." Darcy couldn't deny that it sounded cool at any rate.
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Leaning back in his seat, he steeples his fingers, surveying his daughter over them. "Nepotism aside, I do hope you know that should you ever actively wish to change fields - not necessarily shift into mine, mind - but into a different area of any sort, you've only need say the word. I'll do whatever necessary to aid the transition."
Because while they've never really talked about how his goals and her (very up to rescheduling) nine to give contradict each other, Loki does realize that at the very least it could put the two of them at odds. At the worst, it could put one of them in a serious amount of danger.
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Not that she was against a nudge in the right direction, but overtly stacking the odds for instant acceptance into anywhere and anyplace she chose? She couldn't really get behind that - Jane had set too good of an example.
"If I need it, I'll let you know." Darcy meets his gaze for a moment or so before returning to her sandwich because seriously, Loki eats far too quick for his own good. "But I'm pretty happy where I am, least for the moment."
It's true - though the for the moment was the key part. When her entire job/life/whatever SHIELD was hinged on her not doing exactly what she was doing, well... for the moment was the best phrasing she could come up with.