Jamie Harding

My name's Jamie, I'm 18 and I'm British through and through.

[anewlyredledger-deactivated2015]

Natasha liked the idea of training so early that no one else would be around. She wasn’t counting on someone hanging around at this hour. She was already in her training gear, cycling shorts and a tank top; simply because the climate here was a lot warmer than Russia, and training got her hot anyway. She shifted her gym bag on her shoulder.

"Morning. Wasn’t expecting anyone up this early?"

[almostanagent]

"I didn't think anyone would surface until eight o'clock." Jamie said, taking a sip of his coffee and then pulling a face when he realised it was stone cold. "So, what woke you up at such an ungodly hour?"

[almostanagent]

Jamie had been sitting in the common room with a cup of coffee for the past half an hour. He hadn't anticipated waking up at four A.M., but he nonetheless decided to slip out of the dorm and get some quiet space.

He was staring intently at the cup of coffee when he heard shuffling footsteps behind him. "Morning."

[almostanagent]

Fears | Jamie H. and Steve

[justanotherbrooklynkid]

Steve found himself looking around the room constantly, eyes flickering left and right as he tried to establish the best plan to rescue the other. ‘A simulation’ they said - and yet, it felt so real. It made him wonder just what they had in store for him at this rate. The flames emanated heat around the pair of them and made it far more difficult to think about what the right path to take would be. 

The shout brought him back to attention, looking over to the voice instantly before looking over to the far wall and spotting the wall tiles. “These?” he called, not waiting for a response as he ran over and began putting the tiles over some of the more major flames to seal them off before crossing them to the other side of the room again. “I’m coming!” Steve shouted once more, spotting him again in the distance and lurching towards him before hearing a loud crack above them as more dust fell. 

Everything turned black. 

[almostanagent]

It dawned on Jamie far too late that the ceiling had collapsed. When Steve had jumped towards him, he'd hoped everything would have stayed stable. After what felt like a moment, but in reality was probably a bit more. He awoke still in the burning house, but with him being trapped under a portion of the roof. He tried to move, but he felt a sharp shooting pain on his left side. Looking down, he saw that part of a roof beam was sticking out of his side. 

At this, Jamie almost lost it. The simulation was necessary, facing your fears, he knew that. But this? He knew it wasn't real, but the fact that the pain felt real and that his vision was getting blurry. Was it possible to bleed out in a simulation? That's the sort of question he should ask an agent. Jamie realise he was rambling, and decided that the loss of blood was messing with his brain. He looked around and saw Steve lying a few feet away. He called out. "Steve..." It was feeble, hardly a whimper. Mustering everything he could he shouted.

"Steve!"

[miischievous-me-blog]

"I think very highly of a man with conviction," Loki replied smoothly. Pleased at being able to slow Jamie’s retreat, Loki’s eyes traced rapidly over the features of his face, gauging for reaction. "I have but one question."

[almostanagent]

Jamie rolled his eyes at Loki's statement. He'd been woken up far too early by Loki's games, and he wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep before his classes in the morning. "Well, what is this question?"

[infectedexecutioner]

"Cute pet names already? I like that."

[almostanagent]

"You should be so lucky."

[infectedexecutioner]

"A second date? Boy, if you call this a first date then I’m thoroughly disappointed in you.”

[almostanagent]

"The dinner was the first date, dumbass."

[infectedexecutioner]

"Oh-oh-oooh! Pun time is definitely fun time. Wait, I got one too. After I disembowel you, someone could say you had lots of guts.”

[almostanagent]

"If you disembowel me, we won't get to the bedroom. Or the second date."

[infectedexecutioner]

“Jay-mee… I’d love to tell you, but then I’d have to kill you. I don’t really want to do that, not until I get my dinner at least.”

[almostanagent]

"How about we skip to the part where you try and kill me? I'm just dying to see how that plays out."

[miischievous-me-blog]

"I hadn’t given much thought to you as a rule breaker at all. Are you a rule breaker, Jamie?” Loki teased, tone edging into lascivious. 

[almostanagent]

"I want to work for an international corporation that deals with eliminating threats and dealing with things that have to disappear." Jamie said, all in one breath. "What do you think Loki?"

[miischievous-me-blog]

"Be careful with that!” Loki called, quick reflexes allowing him to catch the instrument before it could hit the ground. Frowning, Loki breathed out heavily through his nose, oblivious to the reason for Jamie’s sudden pique. Mortals. In a blink Loki teleported himself into Jamie’s path, about a foot in from of the other boy.

"Where are you going? The doors will be closed at this time of  morning."

[almostanagent]

Jamie sighed and walked around Loki, doing his best to walk briskly away. He'd been woken up at four am only to essentially be told he is not even a friend to his roommate. In short, he thought that Loki was a complete and utter douchebag. "I've been trained by a secret organisation my whole life, you think I don't know how to pick a lock?"

[miischievous-me-blog]

Loki blinked slowly at Jamie as though he was being purposefully difficult. “And who else would be available to me at four in the morning?” he asked. Hopefully Jamie wasn’t expecting some deep, heartfelt attempt at roommate bonding, or a sudden, trope-filled declaration of feeling from Loki. No, the truth was much simpler and much sadder than that.

"You were there.”

[almostanagent]

Jamie's smile disappeared. It was slowly becoming apparent that Loki had no idea of what would sound rude and what didn't, but it was quickly wearing thin. Jamie frowned at the taller boy and threw the telescope at him, before turning and walking away. "You're kind of an asshole, you know that right?"

[almostanagent]

Roomies | Jamie H. and Loki

[miischievous-me-blog]

Loki fixed his expression to contrition - the wide, green-eyed look that so often won Thor over to his side - and managed to hold it for just as long as it took Jamie to turn away. Testing boundaries was a normal part of Loki’s introductory process; he reveled in poking and prodding, finding all of his companion’s buttons and learning how to press them.

Loki shook his head, wondering briefly if his Allspeak had faltered. Clever, resourceful, witty - all of the traits that Loki would have readily used to describe himself were not seen as positive back on Asgard, where strength and forthrightness was valued above all else. In fact, there was very little about himself that Loki would describe as good at all.

"At least I have my good looks," he settled on eventually. Uncomfortable with the turn his thoughts had taken, Loki’s baser instincts screamed at him to cause a diversion - turn the syrup to motor oil or something to take the edge off, but table manners were an integral part of Loki’s upbringing and he quashed the urge. 

"Ready for what?" he asked instead, tucking in to what should have been an impossible amount of food for a man of his stature.

[almostanagent]

When Loki suggested his good looks, Jamie accidentally nodded. The last thing he needed was his roommate knowing that he found him attractive, things would get awkward very quickly. Jamie took another bite of his pancakes and let out a breath, Loki had made what Jamie could only describe as the holy grail of pancakes.

"Ready to become a fully fledged agent. If I had it my way, I'd be doing missions now. But dear old dad thinks he knows best, and wants to keep the one thing I want most just out of my reach. Parents suck."

Jamie thought about his father, but decided to let the thought go. Thinking of his dad would just piss him off and ruin his mood. He decided to instead change the topic to something else.

"So, any dirty secrets I should know as your roommate? Secret girlfriend, hidden pets? That sort of thing."

[miischievous-me-blog]

"Of course! Nothing I do is without purpose." From his knapsack Loki withdrew a small telescope and put it to his eye, talking as he did so: "I have been doing some research into your realm’s galaxies and starscapes - this place has the lowest amount of exterior light interference that I have encountered thus far." Apparently reaching a setting that he found acceptable, Loki handed the telescope - a special, enhanced edition of his own make - over to Jamie, indicating where he ought to point it. Loki’s expression, if not entirely so, was close to being open and honest.

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[almostanagent]

Jamie gave Loki an apprehensive look before taking the telescope and looking up into the sky. He was met by the image of a real life nebula, something he'd only ever seen in pictures. He pulled away from the telescope and let out a deep breath. "Well, that's pretty impressive." Jamie looked at the telescope in his hand and thought for a second. "Why me?"

[infectedexecutioner]

"I like your style. But unfortunately for you, I like to be wined and dined before doing the dirty deed. And it’s Deadpool, or Wade, if we’re getting personal."

[almostanagent]

"I'm Jamie. So 'Deadpool', what's a merc like you doing in a place like this?"

[almostanagent]

Fears | Jamie H. and Steve

[justanotherbrooklynkid]

Steve frantically tried to see his way through the thick smoke - eyes desperately flickering as they tried to adjust to the low visibility. “I’m coming!” he called, pushing the less charred bits of wall aside as he rushed over to where he’d seen more debris fall. “Where are you? I can’t see you for all this smoke?” All he could do was try to figure out where he was. The room was getting hotter and hotter by the moment. The crack of the floorboards gave it away moments later. “Jamie!” 

The flames rose even higher as he tried to step closer, jumping back as another burning tile fell from the ceiling close by. He winced as he quickly tried to think of a plan, a step, something. “I can’t get to you! “ 

[almostanagent]

Jamie tried to remain calm, but the fire was surrounding him and he could feel the heat slwoly increasing on his body. He knew this was an exercise, he just didn't anticipate how real everything would be. The flames. The house. The Heat.

Jamie did his best to dislodge his legs, but his previous movements seemed to have only gotten him more stuck. Jamie looked up at the ceiling and saw dust falling, along with what looked like a crack forming directly above him. He thought for a moment, thinking of how he could help Steve get to him. He looked around and saw that a few of the floor panels had managed to stay in position. He looked back to where Steve was and tried to gauge the possibility of his plan working. Knowing the Steve was a super soldier, he decided to do it. "Steve! See the floor panels sticking out from the far wall, you might be able to use them." 

Jamie glanced back up at the ceiling and saw the crack starting to branch out. In the real life situation, he'd die either way. Either the ceiling would give way first, or the floor would. He just had to hope that Steve could get to him before that happened.

[justanotherbrooklynkid]

Rooftops II OPEN

[justanotherbrooklynkid]

"Hey, if you want to talk about it - go right ahead. I don’t judge. Been through enough myself to know better. " 

"Alternatively, if you don’t, then that’s fine too." 

[almostanagent]

"There was a lot of things that were left unfinished when I left London."

"I was a lot happier there, I felt more like myself."

[justanotherbrooklynkid]

Rooftops II OPEN

[justanotherbrooklynkid]

"You don’t sound so hot either right now, are you okay?" 

"I’ll live. Just having a down moment and coming to terms with it all. Sorry to be depressing." 

[almostanagent]

"Just missing home is all. There was a boy and we-."

"You know what, never mind. It's done with now."