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❝ I guess since the location of the Academy is already secluded, they might have thought there’s no need to keep it underground. ❞ Even though he does know that there’s at least one SHIELD base that will pass the other student’s expectations, what with it being kept underground and clandestine, the twenty-year-old keeps the information to himself. After all, the Grant Ward he’s supposed to be—a young man plucked from juvie by SHIELD when he was a teenager and spent the following years running from the organization until they managed to convince him that they only wanted the best for him—is not supposed to know this much about the organization. ❝ You can call me, Ward. I’m from Operations. Uhh… it’s nice to meet you… Helen. ❞
❛ That... makes a lot of sense, actually. ❜ Helen laughs, a little self-conscious. She hates seeming unintelligent more than almost anything else, especially on such an important first meeting. First impressions are important, a tiny voice in the back of her mind ( one that sounds far too similar to her mother ) reminds her. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she reminds herself to act a little less like a small fish, tossed in a big pond. She had gone to Oxford, after all, THE top university in the world, and it was time to act like it. Helen sticks out a hand, and smiles at Ward. ❛ Nice to meet you, Ward. Excited for the start of classes? I know I am. ❜



















