The Numberless Agent

[Private to FURY]
I'm going to a wedding-- Wisdom's if you can believe it. The nuptial's are set for 15/05 and I'd like to show up a few days early if possible. (Y'know, pre-wedding shite and all that.)

Anyway, cashing in some PTO here. So unless the world's ending again, I'm not taking no for an answer. Peachy keen, yeah? Cheers.

And back to the States we go a scant month later. It's been... interesting, MI:13, I'll give you that. Take care of Carter, yeah? She's not half bad for a Yank.

[Private to LADY JACQUELINE]
It was interesting, yeah? Keep safe. And don't worry, you're secret's safe with me. Morse, too, if I had to guess.


[Private to BRADDOCK]
Well, it was... no hard feelings, yeah? Take care.


[Private to WISDOM]
You're still something, Wisdom, know that? But, really, congratulations on the engagement and whatnot. Good on you, mate. Still can't bloody believe it but whatever I hope I'll get an invite to the wedding-- or at least the bachelor party. (That's the real fun, right?)

And you best stop by next time you're Stateside. Don't think I don't know you've been visiting New York without a word. By my calculations, you still owe me at least one pint and I plan on collecting one of these days.


[Private to DANE]
Well, it was Fuck, this is awkward. I don't know how Sod it all to bloody hell.

I had... fun getting to know you. Wouldn't mind seeing you again if you're ever Stateside. (Promise not to throw you in the brig, honest, but handcuffs may be involved depending on the situation.)

Don't know how you feel about keeping in touch but My email's j.drew@shield.gov and my cell 718-xxx-xxxx. I don't have many friends and I'd like to Try not to be a stranger, yeah?

Fuck, still awkward I really did have fun, you know. And if I'm ever back on this side of the pond, I'm going to take you up on the offer to see your castle. I'm curious what it's like inside a habitable one.

Anyway... yeah. Does this seem awkward? I'm sorry if it does. I just thought-- I mean, we didn't get to say a proper good-bye, so... Right. Okay then. I'm going to go now before I've embarrassed myself beyond repair.

Take care, Dane. Don't let the bogeyman or whatever weird magic nonsense comes up next get you. Don't let any of those tarts from the pub we went to get you, either.

Yeah, definitely awkward. Brilliant, that.

"New orders from Fury. Apparently Thirteen's staying on as a more long-term liaison to MI:13 and I'm going to be staying with her for another week or two to help her get settled in. Don't know if Nineteen will be staying, too, or not...

"So, Wisdom and co-- you get to see my pretty face a little longer, you lucky devils.


[PRIVATE]
"Cryptic orders from Fury, what a shock. Important mission coming up but no details other than it's better if I stay in Britain until after the fact.

"Yeah, great, because I don't have a life.

"Oh, wait...

"And is it just me or is Carter being reassigned because of a particular affair more than anything else? But that could just be hearsay. (Maybe.)

"I sort of hope Morse does go back tomorrow. She's still being a bitchcake about what happened. I told her-- what else did she expect? I'm a woman of my word. Just because she didn't like that word... well, that's not my problem.

"No, my problem is Whitman. I've been counting down the days as a means to keep self-control but now... yeah. Dunno what to do about that. Damn him. The man is too effing pretty.

"Sigh. Guess I'll just have to suck it up. Lucky me.
[/PRIVATE]


"Drew out."



(OOC: quote marks are to indicate it's a voice post)

"Holy fucking shit. Pete Wisdom is getting married. Pete fucking Wisdom.

"How is that possible? Seriously-- no one is that desperate, right? Well, apparently someone is but still...

"Okay, okay. I might be able to grudgingly admit that he's not a totally awful human being. (Not all the time, anyway.) And I suppose he must have something of a moral compass under all that would be British wit that rankles-- last word of the day before I left!-- of bitterness otherwise he wouldn't be at MI:13.

"So good on him, I guess.

"God, though, I thought hell would freeze over before Wisdom made a commitment to anything or anyone.

"Wait. We are in the land of Ley Lines, right? If Hell was going to freeze over, it'd probably do it here.

"Well, whatever. Won't be my issue soon enough, right?

"Know what will be an issue, though? If I can't get Whitman out of my head by the time I hit Stateside again. Seriously, it is bloody ridiculous. (Ugh! Wisdom is getting laid and I'm not-- where is the justice?)

"Fuck it. Now I'm just depressing myself.

"Drew out."



(OOC: Jess does her posts verbally, hence the quote marks.)