Right, first, time is an illusion. That's mathematics. It's simply how we perceive the fourth dimension. Okay, yeah? It's only our perception that's limited. The line of time is fixed, even as we travel up and down it. There's no past. No future. It just is. And nothing we do can change that.
[ a fatalist quantum physicist to the last. ]
Now, we're being moved up and down our fixed lines, intersecting with other lines, maybe, but still. We're not changing anything, otherwise you being here would preclude me from being here 'cause you'd warn us. Not possible, obviously. Paradoxical, even. [ his pace quickens. urgent. ] If we accept that we journeyed here purposefully or accidentally via a tunnel in spacetime, an intersection of distinct lines, we should be here. Stuck. Until we go back to our respective lines the same way we came in.
And yet β we are not stuck at this point, apparently. If Thor and Stark are blinking in and out of this reality, if twelve, anomalous people have already gone, [ including Miss Ives. his heart aches. ] then whatever technology brought us here could be malfunctioning. If there's an anchor, linked to whatever is in our chests, there's a problem with it. And if our presence here has somehow violated every law of the cosmos, changing our respective timelines or splintering off into other parallel timelines, we could blink out of existence at any moment. Gone.
[ she's better at field work than she is at science, anyway. even if she's pretending to be nothing more than an average-rate scientist here, this is what she's made for. what she lives for.
but there's one thing that needs to be added to that list of priorities: ]
And we protect civilians in any way we can, in the meantime. Both native and otherwise.
[ a flash back to the scene of the violence, hurting his colleague and slashing at daisy like it was nothing β that's not what they do. hell is yourself. and the only redemption is when a person puts himself aside to feel deeply for another. it's a thought borrowed from a mr. williams and far too applicable.
And if whatever's in us. The energy, the anchor, the opening. If we flicker out of here because of it or the timeline β we've done that before, too, even if you don't remember.
[ wherever they end up, he'll keep trying to find them all again. ]
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At the party, yeah.
[ she's trying hard not to sound a little smug here, but - ] Nice is one way of putting it. [ thor is a very attractive man. and good in bed. ]
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[ they can work from there. ]
Nice it is, then. [ god... ] And the empathy connection, did that β same as always?
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[ hopefully, it'll help.
and yes, "god" is the right word. unseen, bobbi's grin turns decidedly cat-that-got-the-cream-like. ] Yep. Same as always. [ nice, right? ]
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Noted. [ thank
thorgod this isn't in person. ] So, spacetime.no subject
Spacetime. What are the consequences?
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Right, first, time is an illusion. That's mathematics. It's simply how we perceive the fourth dimension. Okay, yeah? It's only our perception that's limited. The line of time is fixed, even as we travel up and down it. There's no past. No future. It just is. And nothing we do can change that.
[ a fatalist quantum physicist to the last. ]
Now, we're being moved up and down our fixed lines, intersecting with other lines, maybe, but still. We're not changing anything, otherwise you being here would preclude me from being here 'cause you'd warn us. Not possible, obviously. Paradoxical, even. [ his pace quickens. urgent. ] If we accept that we journeyed here purposefully or accidentally via a tunnel in spacetime, an intersection of distinct lines, we should be here. Stuck. Until we go back to our respective lines the same way we came in.
And yet β we are not stuck at this point, apparently. If Thor and Stark are blinking in and out of this reality, if twelve, anomalous people have already gone, [ including Miss Ives. his heart aches. ] then whatever technology brought us here could be malfunctioning. If there's an anchor, linked to whatever is in our chests, there's a problem with it. And if our presence here has somehow violated every law of the cosmos, changing our respective timelines or splintering off into other parallel timelines, we could blink out of existence at any moment. Gone.
[ basically ]
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[ this takes about four seconds to process. her biology degree did not prepare her for quantum physics in anything but the vaguest sense. ]
Pragmatically speaking, how do we test for any of this? How do we find the tech that might be doing it, if that's what this is?
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[ it was research and lead-chasing that got jemma back, not his science fair tricks. ]
We monitor each other. Thor checks the tapes. And we find who brought us here in the first place.
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[ she's better at field work than she is at science, anyway. even if she's pretending to be nothing more than an average-rate scientist here, this is what she's made for. what she lives for.
but there's one thing that needs to be added to that list of priorities: ]
And we protect civilians in any way we can, in the meantime. Both native and otherwise.
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for a scientist, fitz is surprisingly literary. ]
That we do. Anybody who needs a shield.
[ wink wink. ]
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Exactly.
[ a beat. ]
Which means we've got a lot of work to do.
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Don't we always.
[ they're still chasing their respective leads. hopefully something pans out. ]
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So we're used to it.
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[ wherever they end up, he'll keep trying to find them all again. ]
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[ she hates it. ]
But we'll be fine.
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[ more as it happens! thor checking security footage is the key that puts them squarely in the spacetime energy/portal/rift zone. ]