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[protect_and_survey]

It's very early morning at SHIELD headquarters - or very late, depending, and for Jemma Simmons it's a little bit of both. She did doze off while the spectrometer was running the latest sample, but she hasn't actually gone home yet, so she's breaking out the 'end-of-the-world' coffee brew. Fitz is still down in the lab, half-buried under a slew of schematics and wiring.

Early morning light filters through the cafeteria windows, and Jemma scrubs at her face, wondering if there's time to catch a quick shower downstairs in the gym.

Comments

[protect_and_survey]

"Yes?" She looks up from her almond-pile building, wide-eyed and just a little bit wild from a night of scientific exploration (seriously, the labs are like Disneyworld, just better). She knows that pulling an all-nighter probably wasn't the wisest move, but... given the chance to do it over, she probably would have stayed up anyway, and that knowledge lends contriteness to her expression.

[not_the_cavalry]

Her face softens.

It's not that she's old, it's that everyone else is so damn young.

"Have a good morning."