5803/Abcde and Daniel must beware D...

Abcde and Daniel must beware D...
Date of Scene:	31 March 2021
Location:	Apt 137 Abcde Prescelta - Forest Hills Apartments
Synopsis:	Abcde is wary that her future self warned her that Daniel is dangerous, but they soon discover it's the djinn, still haunting their lives and dangerous as ever. Abcde accidentally lets it known that Daniel was about to die before he arrived in 2021.. and also that Steve Rogers is alive. Daniel heads out to find his friends, even as they search for him too.
Cast of Characters:	Abcde Prescelta, Daniel Sousa, Lance Hunter

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Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    It had been nibbling in Abcde's head ever since she got the mysterious text and her arm started to bleed. There was only one explanation - lost time. The timestamp was ten minutes ahead of when she actually received it after all. So something must have happened in that police station. HYDRA was there -- and beware D...

    When they finally get back to her apartment, she can tell his leg is really killing him. She feels sorry for him and wonders if there are better treatments or drugs that might help him now that he's in 2021... but her eyes settle on his fire arm and she walks ahead of him and picks it up.

    She has shot guns before, rifles, since she grew up in West Virginia - it was a thing out there... but she had no intention of shooting him, she just didn't want to be shot herself. She tucks it in to her belt and then says, "Daniel... we need to have a real talk for a moment."

Daniel Sousa has posed:
Daniel's leg is hurting like /hell/ not only did he spend all that time walking on it but he wore it to bed, unsure if HYDRA would come knocking in the middle of the night. He's paying for those choices now, and he moves towards the couch before he sees Abcde put his gun in her belt.

"And that talk requires you to have my gun?" he asks her, hands out to show her he's not trying something funny.

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    She folds her arms and steps away from him seated on the couch. "Just a precaution. Because I need to know something and I'm not sure how we're going to get an answer.." she says with a frown. "That text message on my phone came ten minutes from the future. There's only one explanation for that - something super weird happened in that police station. There was HYDRA and the message said beware D and somehow time skipped back ten minutes."

    She motions to Daniel, "Now can you name anyone else in the area who has recently travelled through time and may have some sort of residual ability to jump through time or something? ...my point being, time skipped back and hid from us what really happened."

    She huffs a touch, "And all I have to go on is a dire warning of 'beware D'.. so.. you can see how I might be worried that you did something.. in that police precinct."

Daniel Sousa has posed:
Daniel blinks looking up at her, "Trust me, if I could mess with time I'd be back home with my wife and kid," he tells her. "You were there. I don't have time powers, I fell through some weird magic mirror. I didn't do any of that myself," he says.

"I don't know who sent the message or how, but I'm pretty sure it's not about me, even if my name starts with D."

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    She takes in a breath and lets it out slowly. As if to help vindicate Daniel, Mittens suddenly appears from the bedroom and jumps up on the couch. Lazily, he walks along the back and then down over Daniel's shoulder to rest in his lap. And by rest, what he really does is kneed at it with his paws trying to mould it in to the perfect place to rest.

    "But.. I don't.. who else could the D mean?," she asks with a slightly pained expression on her face. "I.. there's a spell," she says sounding rather hesitant, then walks in to her kitchen and comes back out with a book.

    "It's about what we've seen and I remember when I was younger asking my aunties about it because it didn't have anything to do with time. I could use this spell on you to see what you saw in the police precinct that.. well.. neither of us remember even entering," she says and looks a touch uncertain about this.

Daniel Sousa has posed:
Daniel startles at first when Mittens starts using his shoulder as a walkway to his lap, but that's all the ptotest he gets, as the cat makes his way to his lap, making where Mitten's makes it ready for his regal repose before flopping down on him. Daniel shrugs to Abcde and gives the cat a scratch behind the ear.

"Are there going to be any side-effects?" he asks glancing up from the cat to look at Abcde.

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    She shakes her head, "I have no idea. I've never done it before. I'm not entirely sure I can do it. But... it'd at least give us a glimpse in to the time we lost. May be it'll give us clues about who D is." She places the gun back down on the coffee table, "I'm sorry I.. it was just getting in my head and I guess I'm getting paranoid. I've never had terrorists waiting for me at police stations and then being warned away from the place by a message from the future."

    It's clear the stress is starting to get to her. She might be a witch, but dealing with conspiracies and bad guys who shoot people is not something she is used to at all. "I don't know how you're staying so calm.."

    She draws out her wand and the moment she does, Mittens suddenly claws in to Daniel's lap and hisses. In an unexpectedly athletic moment, Mittens leaps from Daniel's lap to the coffee table, then through the air and grabs at Abcde's wrist with claws extended, cutting her arm.

    Abcde drops her wand and grabs at her arm as Mittens yrroowwwls angrily and hisses again, "Ooouch Mittens!!" ...and thus the second time (or third really) today her arm is bleeding in that one specific spot.

Daniel Sousa has posed:
Daniel grabs the gun when it's set down but it's not pointed at anything but the ground as he unloads the magazine from the weapon and pops the chambered round to add back into the mag. "There," he says setting the weapon down. "Nothing to worry about.

Good timing too because Mittens leap sends the gun spinning away as collateral damage as he bounds from the coffee table to attack Abacde. "Whoa," he says "Easy there kitty cat," he calls to him Before looking over at Abcde. "You okay?"

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    "Really," she squints, "getting sick of," she pants, "my arm bleeding." She grabs a cloth towel and bats at her arm hoping the bleeding will stop. It's then that she sees something glimmering in her arm. She kneels down and flicks at it with a finger nail. "AhH!," she cries out in pain. "Dammit. I think some of the mirror is in my arm," she say with a grimace and says, "We need to get it out.." already sweating a bit she points to the kitchen, "Tweezer.. a knife.. something."

    The other times Daniel had not heard the creature. The first time he had not come through the mirror yet and the second time he was in a separate room. But this time.. oh he hears it.

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    Abcde freezes and watches with horror and fascination as the small cuts heal away. She gulps slowly and pats at the skin with the cloth. Mittens hisses again bearing his fangs toward Abcde's arm. She's shaking now and dares not move. "You heard that, right?," she eventually says with grave concern.

Daniel Sousa has posed:
"Yeah, that seems to happen to you a lot," Daniel remarks as he stands gingerly looking around for something to use, he digs around in his pocket and produces a pocket knife moves to the sink to run the blade under hot water first before he shakes it dry and comes back.

He's just about to kneel to have a closer look at the arm when he hears the voice looking around pocket knife held up as a feeble excuse as a weapon.

"Yeah, I heard it, I have no clue what it is, but I /definitely/ heard it."

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    Abcde pulls her arm away from the pocket knife and lets out a slow breath, "That was the same voice I heard form the mirror. It's the djinn." She licks her parched lips and it's clear she's trying desperately to remain calm dealing with something from her realm of magic and monsters.

    "It's still bound to the mirror, a bit of it, a bit stuck in my arm. If we try and disturb it - that will cause blood and this thing needs blood for its magic. That'll just give it power and it will punish us, may be even harm us," she says and hides the arm behind her back.

    "I... I need help. Magical help. Proper magical help. I don't know how to fight a djinn." She nervously laughs, "Hey at least we know what beware D means now."

Daniel Sousa has posed:
Daniel looks around nervously before she makes it clear the djinn is in that bit of glass in her arm, and he relaxes but only a little, a worried frown crosses his lips as his brow furrows. "Well that's better than it being free or in that guy HYDRA picked up but it's still pretty bad," he looks up from the wound when she mentions magical help and the meaning of the message. "Right, djinn is spelt with a d," he says with a shake of his head. "Okay so where do we find real magical help in this cockamamie century?" he asks her. "You're pretty much the only person I know who does magic in any century."

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    She flops in to sitting on her butt and looks.. exhausted. Much like Daniel has been feeling. She smiles just a little bit, "You were thinking g weren't you.." She picks up her wand and holsters it, "I can't do any magic while this thing is in my arm - it's too dangerous. Thank you Mittens."

    The cat looks disgruntled to say the least, but lifts his chin and walks back to the arm of the couch to sit now that his work is done. Abcde says, "Well. I can ask my aunties. None of them are strong enough to face a djinn either. I don't really know any other magic people in this city. I mean, there is Nessa. I met her. She might know someone. I'll send her a message."

Daniel Sousa has posed:
"Or a J," Daniel says with a sheepish nod. "Damn silent letters," he smiles.

Then he nods, "Your aunts do magic too?" he asks her before nodding again. "Well your aunts or this Nessa whoever you think is going to help. I am not sure I'm going to be much good if that thing tries something," he says, all the same he ducks down and picks up his pistol, and slides the clip back in before putting it in his belt. "You never know, could be allergic to lead," he offers wryly about grabbing the weapon.

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    She takes out her phone with her left hand and nods to Daniel, "This djinn is the gift that keeps on giving... not that I'm.. er.. you know what I mean? it's good you're here. I didn't want to see you die a seventh time. Or even that other man, where-ever he's gotten to."

    She sends a text message to both her aunts and to Nessa, but she's not sure Nessa will respond, despite her being the one to introduce her to the "Ladies Book Club" magic society. "I guess.. now we wait."

Daniel Sousa has posed:
"Wait, I died /six/ times?" Daneil asks. "Where did you see it?" he asks her, frowning with a furrowed brow.

As for the other guy, "Something tells me he's having a really bad day, odds are good HYDRA got him," he says with regret in his voice. One more person he failed to save.

He takes a breath, "Yeah, guess the djinn's not all bad if he saved me from a seventh death," he remarks. "But all the same I'll be happier when he's dealt with," he looks at the bit of glass in Abcde's arm. "No offence," he tells the djinn. "Question is, do we need him to send me back home?"

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    She nods and then shakes her head, "Yeah wait no. The djinn was tormenting me by showing me your death and the other mans death over and over again. It tricked me in to a badly worded wish which I didn't even know was a wish." She frowns a moment and says, "You don't remember? A man shot you in the back. You were at some hotel or.. something? you ran down a corridor and he shot you in the back and you fell in a pool."

    She looks away, "And the other guy. He was riding his horse really fast and he fell off. And these men were riding after him and they all jumped off their horses and stabbed him to death with their swords." She looks back to Daniel and kind of tries to hide her arm given he just talked to it. "I.. don't know? I don't know how time travel is meant to work. Is it bad that you're here? were you meant to die and the universe is now out of balance because you didn't? or.. or?? I don't know."

Daniel Sousa has posed:
Daniel shakes his head slowly, "No, I was face to face with the guy going for my gun he had the drop on me," Not that he wasn't likely to be shot right in the back and fall into the pool right afterwards. "And right, the timeline?" he says about if things have been messed up or not. "Your phone able to pull up old newspaper stories? Can you check if anyone turned up in the Roosevelt Hotel's pool in LA on July 17th 1956?"

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    Abcde nods her head and says, "Yes.. of course." She types quickly and brings up the search results eventually finding an unsolved murder at the Roosevelt Hotel. Body found in a pool, shot. She frowns and holds the phone out to Daniel, "I don't know what this means. Your friends understand time travel, may be they'll have an explanation..."

Daniel Sousa has posed:
This was exactly the sort of thing he shouldn't be reading about if he wanted to go home, provided, 'home' wasn't face down in hotel swimming pool. That image is hard to look at, the body in the pool, his body somehow, despite being here safe and whole. "God, Peggy had to look at that," he realizes. His eyes slip closed for a moment then he makes himself keep reading, the details were scarce: unknown man (standard SHIELD press blackout) unknown killer. "No word of a second body, so looks like my contact got out okay at least."

Then he brings himself around to Abcde's question. "I hope so," he says quietly, eyes dipping to the picture again before he sets the phone face down on the coffee table. "I've got one theory but the one person who could possibly confirm it isn't likely going to be around in this time," Even if her double was.

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    "This is.. so messed up," she says and folds her arms. She glances over at Mittens who gives her the stink eye back. She doesn't even get to pet her cat until this is dealt with. "All because of a mirror with a djinn in it. I ... hope you do find your friends Daniel."

    She frowns and says, "You know what. I'm going to bandage my arm because it's freaking me out right now." She gets up and goes to the kitchen to get the bandages. It doesn't take her long, but she comes out with a wrapping around thta part of her arm. "There, may be now I can ignore it a bit better."

Daniel Sousa has posed:
Daniel is staring off into space with that same thousand yard stare he'd looked at the picture of his corpse with. He's quiet for a time before Abcde mentions finding his friends. "Thanks," he says. "It's more than just my friends who are here, it's my wife," he says looking up expecting to be called cazy. "I talked to her last year your time, six years ago mine, the details of how we did it are classified up the wazoo, but, I talked to her," he says, glancing back at the phone and turning it over. "We fucked up by letting that call happen, I found out I was going to die before she did, a long time before she did, but I didn't think it'd be like /that/," he gestures towards the image. "Or in just six years from when I spoke to her on my end."

He wipes his eyes, and gets to his feet. "Anyhow, I'm sure Peggy can give us more information when we find them, and hopefully your friend or your aunts can help with the djinn," he says, standing awkwardly despite the pain his leg. "I think I need to take a walk, but I guess before that we should figure out our next step."

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    She pauses as she sees the tears and him staring at the image of his dead body. She folds her arms and listens for a moment as he talks about how apparently he talked to the future last year. What crazy lives these SHIELD agents live. She smiles just a little and says, "Which one is your wife? May? Peggy? someone else? I can't tell you mention both of them a lot but no one else."

    She rejoins and asks, "Won't another walk just hurt more? I'm not sure what pain relief was like back in the 50s but we have some wonderful stuff now.." she turns around and heads back in to the kitchen and comes back with some strong over the counter pain relief pills and a glass of water. "Won't make you drowsy either. Well that's the claim on the box," she says and holds her hands out to him with the items.

    "I don't know where things are meant to go from here Daniel, but I do think that injury of yours should be looked at by more modern medicine. You are constantly uncomfortable and in pain and I've only known you for a day and a half.. that's not normal."

Daniel Sousa has posed:
"Peggy," Daniel answers, digging into his pockets for his wallet, pulling it out and showing Abcde a picture of a beautiful dark haired woman with Daniel and a small child. "That's her, and my son, Michael," he explains. "May's the one who got sent back to my time," he says. "Between her and Peggy, and I hope Michael? They're about the only people I know in this century, present company excluded," he explains, taking a moment to wipe his eyes and put everything he was feeling back behind his professional mask.

He takes the pills gratefully and swallows them down with a healthy gulp of water. "Might be an idea, but it's one I'm going to save until we find SHIELD I think, unless you know someone who can help me off the books, I'm technically dead, and if people knew I am alive, I'm also very wanted."

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    She shakes her head, "No. I do know some healers back in West Virginia but you probably don't want to meet them until you've exhausted attempts with modern medicine." She grins a touch and says, "Give it a few to kick in. If you're feeling alright.. may be you could check out those other places you were talking about?"

    She motions to her tablet and says, "I have some research to do. If there's any way to deal with this djinn there's hopefully someone willing to talk about it. They're.. not exactly a common thing. I'd heard they legends that they twist wishes, but.. it wasn't like that. It was much much worse."

Lance Hunter has posed:
Daniel gives his leg a stretch, but leans against the wall to wait for the painkillers to kick in. "I think I'll wait for modern medicine," he says dryly after all if the witch thinks he might want to wait then he's not going to argue.
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He glances at the tablet. "Anything I can do to help?" he asks about the research. "I'm going to go out and try to make contact with SHIELD, there's a place off the grid that might still be around, it's been a tradition forever, so, hoping there's someone there that can put me in touch with SHIELD, but if I need to get anything for you while I'm out, I'm happy to do it."

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    She nods her head and smiles, "I .. look forward to meeting your friends. If you're going to go out I'm going to bake. It's a nervous habit and.." she fetches her purse and takes out the credit card she used to pay for the hot dogs, "You're going to need this. Everything costs money. You just tap it on the machine the vendor offers you." She offers the card to Daniel.

    "I think I'm good - I am doing a shopping run tomorrow and, well, today and yesterday have been _a lot_. I'm sure you'd agree. But the research is all going to be about djinns - chatting with coven members online and reading enthusiast boards. Most people who have never actually experienced magic but sometimes someone on there knows something."

Lance Hunter has posed:
Daniel looks nods, "I know how that goes, I've got a friend that deals with stress the same way," he tells her, smiling faintly at the memory of Rose, before he takes the card gingerly. "You sure?" he asks. "I don't want to put you out."

There's no argument about the day being a lot.

"What line do you stand in to ask people about djinn?" he asks both confused and curious, on line meant something different in the 50's. He doesn't even start with the boards.

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    "Line what line?," she asks doubly confused right back at him. "Oh.. OH. The internet, the interwebs, the world wide web, a series tubes, online.. all names for the internet." She points to a small black box with blinking lights up on the book shelf, "That's the router which gives us access to the internet while we're in my apartment. But outside my phone when it was looking up all that information used wireless internet talking to cell towers. You may see them around the place if you look closely enough. They're big tower versions of that little box."

    She smiles a touch bemused and says, "This must all be super weird for you right? I can't imagine what it must have been like in the 50s." She shudders, "Ugh, the sexism is bad enough these days - back then it must have been suffocating."

Daniel Sousa has posed:
"That's putting it lightly," Daniel says clearly not getting the internet as a concept yet, but nodding all the same. "Everything is confusing here, which makes sense, it's basically a lifetime ahead of where I started from, which in itself is hard to wrap my head around. Mostly just trying to take it one day at a time."

There's a nod, "Yeah, it was real bad, Peggy, my wife, she fought through most of World War Two beside Captain America and the Howling Commandos, once the war's done and she comes home to work for the SSR they've got her fetching coffee and filing reports," he says with a shake of his head. "Hell, even later on when we bought our house, despite the fact that Peggy was the director of SHIELD and made more money than me, I still had to sign the papers for our mortgage. We did our best to make it better inside SHIELD a lot of our best agents were women, but it was still pretty bad out there for them. So, how's that rate according to now?" he asks hearing that sexism was still a thing.

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    She hand waggles, "I have my own home and bank account. Captain America is part of the Avengers and he's very very cool, despite being older than you." She grins.. then her face blanks, oh crap.. did he not know Steve Rogers was alive too? "So your wife is the director of SHIELD? wow! that's.. if I knew what SHIELD did I think that'd be very impressive. What is the SSR?"

    She also snaps her fingers, "Oh you should write down the address here. In case.. I mean, I know you're old but not old but you could get lost and it's a big city.."

Daniel Sousa has posed:
"That's good," Daniel starts about the home and the account before his face just sort of freezes in surprise. "Captain America is alive? Like Steve Rogers?" he says like there could have been other Captain Americas.

"Heck she pretty much willed SHIELD into existence, without her Stark and Phillips would never have been able to stand each other long enough to get any of it done and her example is what got us all those good female agents, they looked up to her," he says a touch of pride in his smile.

At the mention of the address though he says. "Good idea," getting his notebook and a pen. "And the SSR was the agency before SHIELD it was founded for the war, to fight HYDRA and then hung on for five more years before Peggy got SHIELD going and it got folded into it."

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    "Yeah. Steve Rogers. Big tall muscular handsome guy..." She smiles with a touch of bemusement describing Captain America like that. "He's on TV from time to time."

    She listens to the description of Peggy and then just smiles with delight. "So, she's awesome is what you're saying. She did all that back then? .. the world should know about her on International Women's Day or something. She's a pioneer. Now I kind of want a poster of her."

    She gives him the address and says, "Oh we can also get you a cab to pick you up here and take you where ever you want to go. It'll be easier on your leg.." She takes out her phone and gives it a little wiggle between her fingertips like it were her wand. Technology or Magic? hard to say from Daniel's perspective?

Daniel Sousa has posed:
"Huh," Daniel says about Cap, keeping whatever thoughts that are going through his head to himself, before shaking them off, pasting on a smile and saying, "That's great, he actually save my life once, not in particular, but my battalion in the war," he says.

There's a chuckle about Peggy and the idea of there being posters of her. "Not her style she's a spy she likes to keep in the shadows, let her work speak for her," he says the talk about Peggy seemingly smoothing his expression a little towards a fond smile. "Not sure about a poster but I'm sure she'd be happy to meet you when we find her."

Is there a difference? "That'll be good for going out there, but the place I'm going to check out today is in the city, probably best to use the subway," a beat. "That still works pretty much the same right?"

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    She nods her head, "I'd love to meet her. And May. And Morse. Heck may be I'll get to meet your son?" She smiles and then nods about the subway, "Oh yeah. The subway is fine. Very busy downtown but you should be fine. It's a little stinky and gross.. but it is the main way people get around in this city."

Daniel Sousa has posed:
Daniel smiles, "Definitely," he says of meeting the agents but at the mention of his son, he looks a little distant, "He must be," he does the math, jeeze, sixty-five," he says, feeling the pull of emotion with those words. He's missed his whole life. "Anyhow, I'll get back and it'll all be fine, somehow," he says, though he sounds less than sure of that even as he says the words.

He pushes off the wall when he hears the subway is just about the same as it was. "It was gross in my day too, but it'll do the job," he says. "Anyhow, I'm going to head out and see what I can get done, and I'll be back as soon as I can."

Abcde Prescelta has posed:
    Feeling like she's perhaps done more than enough damage to the man's life in the last two days, she simply nods and then offers him a hug. She doesn't take no for an answer. "Okay. Well, _when_ you get back there'll be delicious baked goods and coffee waiting. I hope you find them.. oh. I'm also going to do laundry, so your ye olde times clothes will be nice and clean when you get back too."

    She looks a touch amused and then says, "But really be safe out there. Cars move fast and people don't care about strangers. Also Cinnabun. So delicious. You should try it if you see one."

Daniel Sousa has posed:
Daniel takes the hug and even returns it after a beat. "Sounds good," he smiles at the promise of coffee and baked goods. "I'll look forward to it," he tells her before he takes out his notebook and writes down 'Cinnabun'. "Noted," he says with a smile before tucking the thing away in his pocket again. "Stay safe, and I'll be back as soon as I can," he says before he looks over to Mittens, "That goes for you too," he says before heading for the door.