@leo.fitz

[retravel]

Hi everyone,

It's time again for the irregularly scheduled update on the shadowy conspiracies surrounding our spacetime displacement.

If you don't already know me, I'm Leo Fitz, one of the arrivals from the first transport. Prior to being here, I was an engineering and technology operative at SHIELD, an American extra-governmental military counter-terrorism and intelligence agency. Myself and several others have been investigating the circumstances of the fire and the nurse's death, with the generous aid of Gaby, El, and Morningstar's contacts.

Debris samples from the apartment site collected by Kylo (@kylo.ren) and I contained the expected signs of fire damage as well as a significant oddity: Residue left by an organic material. While the residue was too insubstantial and damaged for a full chemical analysis, it showed matching markers to the samples of the smaller creatures of unknown origin (designated 084s), previously tested by Kylo through Morningstar.

At great personal risk, Katelin (@katelin.philips) and Marcos (@marcos.diaz) also questioned the morgue attendants. In doing so, we learned the following information:

1. Our nurse suffered blunt force head trauma, noted as his cause of death prior to the fire reaching his body. Such an injury occurs most often by accident, as in the case of a car crash, or when an object is used to bludgeon the skull, as in the event of a homicide.

2. I'm inclined to classify this cause of death as suspicious, and it seems the local authorities agree, with a group of individuals in possession of NAFD Forensics identification having carted off the corpse before we arrived. Additionally, records of the nurse's collection and autopsy have been scrubbed, much to our morgue attendants' surprise and alarm.

Further investigation shows that all of the nurse's data has been wiped, as if he never existed in the first place.

Maybe this only confirms our suspicions of foul play and establishes a concrete link between the fire and the creatures. To me, it guarantees that we are dealing with an organization capable of using, coercing, and erasing individuals, even those who have proven useful to them in the past. Everything we do in pursuit of answers is a risk, so please be careful as we work together to solve this.

— Fitz

Comments

[covertness]

[ bobbi's still sitting in the kitchen with fitz and daisy, so her grin probably doesn't go unnoticed. ]

good to know it's mutual

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[ from his spot leaning over the kitchen counter, he shoots her a dirty look, weakened somewhat by the flush — but an attempt was made. ]

Okay, Bobbi, just remember while you’re having a laugh, I’m solving a murder.

[ A MURDERRR ]

[covertness]

[ even without the flush, bobbi knows him far too well to be intimidated by the dirty look —and that's ignoring the fact that she's not the type to be intimidated easily, anyway.

so for a moment, she just grins back, cheerfully unapologetic. then the grin drops, though her expression remains warmly amused. ]

I know. I was there. [ a beat. ] At great personal risk.

[retravel]

Not you, too. [ deadeyes Marcos. ] It was risky. You were at risk.

[covertness]

[ softly, a little dryly; ] My cover was at risk.

[retravel]

You're still underneath that cover, Bobbi.

[ and he worries, so there. ]

[covertness]

Yeah, but I can take care of myself.

[retravel]

[ she can, and yet — ]

We were both taken unawares before. That's what landed us here.

[covertness]

Don't remind me.

[ not that she's likely to forget. ]

[retravel]

[ a little nod to himself, eyes downcast. the point has been made, was already understood ('cause it's bobbi), but recurs again and again.

they aren't safe here. ]

[preceded]

i wouldn't have agreed, if it wasn't.

you a friend of his, or a fellow coworker?

[covertness]

a friend from college

[ bobbi morse is absolutely a fellow shield agent. katelin philips? katelin philips is a civilian. ]

[preceded]

then i'm very happy to make your acquaintance.

[A beat- because he is, sure- but more importantly]

so you must have all kinds of stories, about a baby faced fitz.

[Did he get drunk and fall in the school fountain? Inquiring minds]

[covertness]

likewise

and oh, you have no idea
it's too bad that none of the pictures made it to this place

[preceded]

if only we had someone around to tell them.

[Pictures are better, but an excellent storyteller is not something to pass up when presented]

what would one have to do, to get one of those stories?

[One for now, of course. He intends to wrangle as many as possible]

[covertness]

are you fishing, mr grayson?

[ heh. ]

buying me a drink would be a good start

[preceded]

that obvious, huh?

[He knows it was, and he's not the least bit sorry about it. Information is true currency- but stuff like this, it's just fun. And thanks to a few booze dates, he knows exactly where Fitz has an open tab, so-]

tell me when, and i'll supply the where and your alcohol of choice.

[covertness]

very

[ well, that's one way to get her that drink. ]

how about tomorrow night?

[preceded]

i'll clear my schedule.

[He's gotta work with what he's got, and what he's got is Fitz, ok. Don't judge]

[covertness]

[ she judges him to be smart and resourceful ]

looking forward to it