Jane, if Thor died today and you held a funeral to honor him and say your goodbyes, what would you do to set it up? Who would you invite to it? And finally, what would your final words be to him?
[[Hey! Thanks for this, but I actually play Darcy. The Jane of our group can be found over at starchasingfoster. I’m sure she’d be happy to answer your question, though!]]
Darcy cracks her back. A lot. Multiple times through the day she will stretch out over the back of her chair or join her hands, lift them as high as she can, and bend backward a bit until CRACK. Sometimes all it takes it to pull her shoulders back and push her chest forward like she’s trying to get her elbows to meet behind her back. She does it without even thinking, the way some people might crack their knuckles. Her reason for doing this is seeking temporary relief from the back pain she has to deal with daily.
"Almost four years later and she’s still going on about the iPod," Jane muttered, flipping through her notebook. "Why am I not at all surprised by this information?"
"Because it's my iPod. What did they think they were going to get from an iPod, really? It's not like it even had enough memory to be able to store a fraction of your research," Darcy huffed.
He nodded slowly, shutting his mouth to stop himself from rambling. “Breakfast food sounds like an excellent place to start.” He said softly, walking further into the kitchen. He stood awkwardly in the middle of the kitchen, his hands shoved into his pockets as he glanced around. A strand of hair fell out of the messy ponytail his hair was in and fell into his eyes.
"So, uh, where do we start?" He said, glad to have something to keep him preoccupied at night when everyone was asleep. Well, everyone except Darcy, it seemed.
"Um..." Darcy closed her eyes for a moment and rubbed a hand over her forehead. "Frying pan. We need a frying pan. And a spatula." She nodded a little as if reassuring herself that, yes, that was what they would need. It was the basics of what was needed to cook the breakfast foods she knew. She took a frying pan out and set that on the burner she had just turned off before finding herself a spatula.
“How about french toast? We need eggs, milk, and butter from the fridge. I’ll find the vanilla and cinnamon.” It was a simple recipe that she knew by heart, so it should be easy enough to teach him.
She giggled when he got frosting on his nose and, without missing a beat, pulled out her phone to snap a quick picture. “You need a napkin there?” she playfully teased. “And I’m glad you like chocolate. I made a whole batch. If we’re lucky, there should still be some in the kitchen. If not, I can just make you another batch.”
“Jane, I hope you don’t need me in the lab today. Cause, you know, Pi Day. You’re welcome to join me for Pie and Prejudice, if you want, though. I’m starting with the one with Colin Firth.”
He chuckled and shook his head. “No, it’s nice.” He smiled, blowing out the candles and carefully pulling them out of the cupcake. “What kind is it?” He asked as he ate a bit of the frosting with his flesh finger.
Darcy smiled as she watched him blow out the candles and pluck them from the cupcake. “It’s just Devil’s food with vanilla buttercream. It’s usually a safe bet. People do tend to like chocolate, after all.”
"Happy birthday! I didn’t know if you were doing anything for it, but there are more cupcakes if you want them. Well, if they haven’t been discovered by everyone else in the tower, yet…"
"I try to remember birthdays. And yours is easy. Hell, it's in some textbooks. But I just did a google search a while back and added it to my calendar on my phone. I probably should have made a cake. I probably could have fit the right amount of candles on that.."
He shook his head. “No, I was awake.” He relaxed and ran a hand through his hair. “So, anything I can do to help?” He asked, biting his lip. He didn’t sleep much and was always looking for something to keep him busy. “Steve tells me I used to cook when we were growing up. I’ve been wanting to relearn how.” He mumbled. “If that’s alright. It is rather late, I’m sure you want to get to bed rather than teach some loser brainwashed assassin how to cook…”
As he spoke, Darcy started trying to scrape the mess of burned noodles out of the pot and into the trash. It took a moment for her to realize that she was being asked if she'd teach him to cook, and when that did click, she just turned her gaze to give him a confused look. She was standing there with a ruined pot of some of the cheapest noodles in existence, and he was talking about learning to cook.
"Shhh..." She dropped the pan in the sink and then lifted a hand to hush him. Stepping closer, she patted his chest, which might have been her tired attempt at reassurance or might have just been an excuse to touch him. "I can do this. You're awake, so, that's good. One of us is. I can do... You wanna do french toast or pancakes or something? I know breakfast food."
Bucky heard the alarm in the tower and bolted into the tower from where he was sitting outside, running to the source of the smoke smell with a knife in his hand. He was prepared to defend the tower, only to find Darcy standing in the middle of the kitchen with a smoking pot of burn noodle.
"Oh. I apologize, I thought there was a threat." He said quietly, sheathing his knife and leaning against the door frame. "Why are you awake so late?" He asked, looking at her confused.
The last thing she needed while she was exhausted and upset with herself was a guy bursting into the kitchen with a knife. She didn't even register who he as at first. All she knew was that one minute she was along and hoping that if she cleared the smoke the alarm would stop, and the next minute someone was there with a knife. This was not her night.
After a second of standing there like a deer caught in headlights, she realized who he was and relaxed a little. The sheathing of his knife helped her relax even more. "No, no threat. Just ramen. And I'm only half awake. My sleep schedule is weird and I was hungry. Did I wake you up? Sorry..."
I just wrote, like, an essay in the tags of that post I reblogged, and I realize that if I just leave that in the tags, it might not be read. But what I wrote is important for my Darcy, so I'm going to try to put it down here. Maybe even organize my thoughts a little better.
Okay, so that comic is very important for my portrayal of Darcy. She's smart. Smarter than she necessarily gets credit for. From the movies, we know she's going to a good college and even though she's a poli-sci major, she's keeping up with an internship that isn't in her field. And it's not even close to her field. Astrophysics is nothing she would even remotely need to know for her political science degree. But she got that internship and she's stubborn and committed. She's going to stick with it to the end. And she notices things before other people do. Like the Bifrost opening up.
Or, you know, that there was actually the figure of a man in the anomaly they recorded that happened right before they hit a guy who hadn't been there before the anomaly.
And, yes, these are things that people may have noticed without her. My point is, she caught on quick. She's observant. She noticed this stuff before the scientists she's working with. And she's able to put together that, although Thor may not be a god, if he came to earth before, it's very possible that more primitive civilizations believed him to be one. She also helped Jane get that thought across to Selvig.
That's just in the movies, though. In this comic, we really see how clever she is when she's in her own element. Give her a computer and a stable wifi connection, and she can and will hack into SHIELD just to see what they're hiding from her and Jane.
She worries about people, too. She tries to remind Jane to take care of herself. To rest. Take a shower. (This theme continues in TWD, though it is slightly more teasing.) And when something looks like it's wrong with Selvig and he brushes it off as just a headache because he hasn't been sleeping and says it's nothing, she comments that it didn't sound like nothing. She's worried about his wellbeing, though she does let it drop. She worries over Selvig just as much as she does Jane. Don't get me started on Selvig. She annoys him and teases him, but she really cares for him. She wants him to be okay, and she wants Jane to be okay.
Darcy can also be something of a voice of reason. She wants to be supportive of Jane's feelings for Thor, reminding her that he said he'd come back for her. She's also sensible, saying after a year that they can't keep doing this. They need a job that pays. They should take the gig in Tromso.
When Jane is upset, she tries to comfort her. To reassure her that Thor will come back for her. She goes back on what she says about maybe this just wasn't meant to be and tells Jane that Thor will come back for her. They've seen Thor come back now and she sees that her friend is hurting, so she wants to believe that Thor really will come back for Jane. She might not be completely sure that it will happen, but she wants to believe at least for Jane's sake. While Jane can't believe it herself, Darcy will believe it for her. And when it's implied that Jane might not really be paying attention to her work in the beginning of TWD, Darcy has stepped up and is keeping an eye on the equipment. She's still looking everything over, checking the readouts, trying to keep up the work that brought them to London. Hell, even when Jane is carried away to Asgard and Darcy is left behind, she takes charge and tries to keep things going in Jane's absence. She finds Selvig and gets him out of the psychiatric hospital with the help of Ian. (Her relationship with Ian and how it shows some of her flaws are for a different post.)
Darcy is also very good at not putting herself in the spotlight. Things aren't about her most of the time. Yes, she'll complain about her iPod, but that was something special to her. She also was likely trying to distract Jane a little because sitting there fretting over the loss of her research wasn't going to help anything. Darcy doesn't always give herself credit. SHE hacked into SHIELD. Jane was very clearly not helping with the computers. Jane didn't even seem to know what Darcy was doing. Darcy was there with just her little laptop and hacked into SHIELD. It was all Darcy's work that got them that live footage they're watching. Darcy did it, but she still says "we." It's all her, but she says "How lame do you think we are?"
Darcy Lewis is a gem and she doesn't get enough credit from the people around her. Hell, she doesn't get enough credit from herself.
I guess some people may not know this existed, or if they did they had no access to it, but there are two issues of a comic book called Thor: The Dark World Prelude. And in it there is character development for Darcy and Jane that is CANON for the MCU.
It especially explains what happened to them over in Norway and what happened when Thor never came back.
You can probably find scans in certain tags on tumblr and I’m downloading copies now for myself so if anyone wants these particular scenes posted then let me know and I’ll do what I can today.
Below the cut are scans of all the darcy and jane scenes.
I don’t care so much if people ignore certain canon things for their own reasons, but if there are people who want to remain as true to the MCU as they can before branching out into their own twists, this helps tremendously.
The biggest thing is that while in Norway Darcy found out about why they were really there and she and Jane were pretty annoyed about not being told.
"This is, what, the fourth lab since Culver? Puente Antiguo, Tromso, London... Yeah, this is the fourth. I don't think our system of organized chaos has been really perfectly figured out since all our stuff got stolen. I'm telling you, they even messed around with my iPod settings."
In hindsight, trying to cook when she was exhausted had probably not been a very good idea. She had been hungry, though, and being tired made her stupid. It wasn’t like ramen was that hard to make, either. Boil water, cook noodles, turn off heat, add flavor packet. The problem was that between cook noodles and turn off heat, Darcy had dozed off at the kitchen table. She must have been a lot more tired than she thought, because when she came to, the water had boiled away and the noodles were smoking. “Shitshitshit,” she hissed, standing up and pulling the pot off the heat. She fanned at the smoke, trying to clear it away before it could set off a smoke detector. Ruined noodles and an awful mess to scrape out of the bottom of the pot were bad enough, she didn’t need to wake up the whole tower to see it. It was just not her night, though. “Oh no…” she whimpered as she heard the alarm.
"That’s helpful," Jane said dryly, still rummaging through the files. "I thought we established the concept of organized chaos when you first got this job."
"Uh, yeah, but that was before yet another move to yet another lab. The chaos here hasn't quite gotten to the organized stage we had it at in the last lab."