489 ~ Would the real Nick Fury please sit down?

[pryde_and_grit]

The diner was...well, it was the best diner around. Given that the surrounding area was all blowing desert and scattered motor homes, well, that didn't mean much. It didn't put on airs though. The had a simple, straight forward menu. Meat cooked in various ways, whatever had been baked that day, and ice cream and drinks.

Simple, easy stuff.

Kit had hoped, really, that she'd deciphered the personal ad properly. This place was so out of the way, and so oddly named (Crimson Sunset Eatery) that the clues could only have pointed here and yet...

...she worried. She was good at that.

Still, she got there early, landing the jet a good distance off, cloaking it, and walking in the rest of the way. She was properly dirt dusted and harmless looking when she arrived. The bookbag on her shoulder was battered, but her money was good. A milkshake was melted by her elbow within ten minutes and she was immersed in one of the trickier chapters of her Non-linear physics book.

She had a little time to kill after all, and physics was soothing.

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[hermajestysfury]

She was early, but so was he. Paranoia was something that the two of them had in common. He watched her from his place behind a newspaper until she seemed entirely engrossed, and then he shifted to her table.

"Explain."

[pryde_and_grit]

The tip of Kit's pencil actually phased through the notebook, but just barely, when he sat down. And, admittedly, she should have expected that statement. And he just had to sit down when she was working through one of the more interesting problems.

Right then. Down to business. She set her pencil down, lifted her gaze to his and offered a weak smile. "Sir Nick suggested it." WHY YES TIME TO SIP FROM HER MILKSHAKE NOW!

After all, she didn't need it to signal who she was anymore.

[hermajestysfury]

He just kept watching her, grim and harder than Sir Nicholas. He didn't know, after all, who Sir Nick might be, and answers needed to come. Fast.

[pryde_and_grit]

Yeeeeah, she hadn't really thought that would explain it but she had to try. "Sorry, not every day another ghost answers a classified." She had the feeling this meeting would have gone better if they were both under fire from some third party.

Maybe.

"Sir Nick is you. Not from this universe, I met him in what I would guess is a dimensional rift, I haven't worked out the physics on it entirely yet. Regardless, it seemed rude to know him and not offer aide and mechanical tinkering to the you in this world."

[hermajestysfury]

"Sir Nick." flatly, and he just. Kept watching her. Kid needed to breathe more often.

[pryde_and_grit]

Yes, yes she did, but hey, Nick Fury. "Sir Nicholas Fury," she confirmed after a moment of milkshaking. "Your face, your body, a bit more scarred though and wears plate armor."

[hermajestysfury]

"And you met him in a cross dimensional...something. And he told you how to contact me."

[pryde_and_grit]

"I met him in a bar that had gone a little soft around the edges," she admitted with a small smile. "I offered to help him, gave him some tech, then mentioned maybe I should look for you...he gave me the classified verbatim. As far as he knows he's the only non-American Fury so far."

[hermajestysfury]

"What do you want?" good to get it out quickly, after all.

[pryde_and_grit]

Ah. What did she want? Frankly..."To help. To share out tech I'm making for people to use against SHIELD, to share out tech I can't use that has come into my hands, and to maybe have someone else out there I can ask for help when the badguys come after my kids again." About covered it right?

Maybe.

"In short, SHIELD scares me, it pissed me off, and you're higher on their hit list than anyone else. You seem like a good bet as the good guy."

[hermajestysfury]

He snorted a semi-laugh and shrugged, "Guess that's fair." there was a moment of considering silence as he watched her.

[pryde_and_grit]

"I do try to be fair," she offered blandly. Coming out of the fangirling moment? Oh yes. This was Nick Fury, to be sure.

Nick Fury was human.

She kinda liked that in the people she talked to, and it pulled her out of lala land.

[hermajestysfury]

He was very human. After a moment he nodded again and reached his hand out to shake hers. When her hand met his he pressed the small transmitter he'd palmed into it.

[pryde_and_grit]

Human was good, she could work with human. Good guy was a little new when it came to people from her world but she was going to count that as a bonus. She smiled and casually raised her hand to tuck braids behind her ear, the better to slip the transmitter in her ear. "Sorry if I caused you headaches." or heart attacks.

[hermajestysfury]

"It did make the day more interesting." He admitted with a sharp, potentially violent smile.

[pryde_and_grit]

Ooo, pretty smile that. Granted, she hadn't led a normal life and her judgement might be a little skewed. "All a girl can ask. Would you like to meet Sir Nick yourself?"

[hermajestysfury]

"Yes." he didn't have to think about that. If it was someone trading on his name...well. That would get bloody, fast. He couldn't risk having his allies confused.

[pryde_and_grit]

"I'll talk to him and see when he's available to come out here." Because this worked as a meeting place right? "He has his own circumstances that take up his time though so probably not soon."

[hermajestysfury]

"Contact me when you have it set up." was the response, "Or if you need anything."

They've been still and in public too long. He sub-vocalized, enough that it could reach her transmitter. "This will reach me anywhere on the continent. We can talk more later." After he's left. After she's left.

[pryde_and_grit]

"Call me if you want me to give a rundown of things to a gear head for you." She had said she wanted to pass on tech! And she was going to have to practice sub-vocalizing. It wasn't how she'd communicated before. "Thanks for dropping in sir." She closed her notebook on the pencil, closed the text book, and stuffed everything in her dusty backpack.

[hermajestysfury]

He nodded and dropped money on the table for the food he'd ordered earlier. "Good to meet you."