The internet is a very dangerous toy for me. Especially Google. I completely blame Google Search for this little piece of dribble (not really, that's a joke). It was while scanning the internet for more reading material that I found this lovely site:

avengers-tables .livejournal [.com] /2176 [.html]

(remove all non-sensical brackets and spaces to use or just search for main parts)

read the table for Darcy, and decided that I wanted to use those words as spawns for a series of shorts featuring my twisted variation of the intern. That being said, I'm pretty sure I didn't do whatever it is that people are supposed to do for this little challenge right, but whatever. It was strange and fun to do and hopefully everyone will like it.

The meeting of Odin and Frigga, Darcy's first meeting with Clint, and their modern meeting are in the works but I don't know how long it will take. Also, Mischief is still in the works and will hopefully be posted soon (possibly tomorrow night if I get my brain into gear and don't get distracted). Anyway, with that said, enjoy and check out the tables because its actually kind of cool what they've come up with.

- Illusinia

Tazer

It was the first weapon she'd held on Earth in this life, handed to her with care by her most recent adoptive mother. Sleek, black, marked with the bright yellow electric bolt, the tazer was nothing like any weapon she'd used before. Instead of sharp and pointy, it fired electricity much like that which she could produce by magic. The same magic she'd used a hundred times before to defend herself when less inconspicuous options weren't available. Yeah, it wasn't a throwing knife or a spear, but in some ways this new weapon was infinitely better.

Darcy smirked, hefting the gun in her hands and pointing it towards the target her mother had taped up so she could practice her aim. With a simple squeeze of the trigger, the small prongs fired and the electricity held in the device shot along the attached wires. She could feel that energy dance along her skin. So much power in such a small device.

It was new, powerful, and meant for range. Her new tazer was perfect.

Political Science

Most people assume if you're studying political science that you want to be a politician or do some kind of community work. For her, political science had a very different meaning.

Darcy had seen countries rise and fall. She'd seen rulers crash and burn or rise to greatness with a few simple words and a single decision. She'd even spent a great deal of time (by mortal standards) hanging out with a guy named Machiavelli while he wrote The Prince (who knew a guy who basically spent his life advising others on how to rule could be better remembered than the people who did the actual ruling?). Some would argue that after so much time was spent watching political forces as work, it would get boring.

But for her, it never got boring. So many different factors went into who was ruling and how the ruler was chosen and even what the ruler could do that she'd often found herself spending hours or years of her life just watching these powerful men and women do what they did. Trying to understand the why, who, what, and how.

So, when she got to college for the first time in all her lives and found out people could actually get a degree in the same subject matter she'd been effectively observing for the better part of her immortal life, Darcy couldn't pass up the opportunity. Plus, maybe actually approaching the topic from the other side would offer her a better understanding of the whole concept.

Too bad Thor had to fall from the sky. But maybe, she considered in retrospect, maybe that was for the best. After all, Machiavelli had spent his whole life amassing information on political science and the inner workings of the political system to the point where he'd perhaps made the best ruler ever. Then what happens in the next life when he tries to exert that knowledge? He ends up in Russia with a pickax in his skull.

iPod

Music can be created a lot of different ways and listened to from a lot of different instruments. Darcy's seen the thousands of ways living beings have found to create music throughout the centuries she's been alive. Really, the degree of creativity shown in the production of instruments and the sounds they make is endless.

So when her friend at school sets an object in her lap and declare the object an iPod, she really doesn't know what to think. Its small, box shaped, and unlike any musical instrument she's ever seen before. Or any kind of music player (she did take the time to visit Earth around the advent of the photograph but had already been in the cycle again when CD's and cassettes were being created). Seeing the box in her hand now, she wasn't sure about what her friend was telling her. But as soon as the other girl popped the small, pebble-shaped devices in her ears and music began to stream from the iPod, Darcy knew she was in love.

Glasses

Glasses were one of the most ingenious inventions humans had come up with, Darcy was sure of it. Small panes of glass curved to reshape the angle of light so vision problems could be corrected without any form of surgery or magic. Truly this technology was a miracle. Unfortunately for Darcy, it was apparently a necessity. One she didn't understand.

Really, how does the daughter of a quasi-goddess come to need glasses?

Still, as soon as the framed glass lenses were in place, the faint fuzziness she'd been correcting with minor magics for the better part of the last few centuries disappeared completely. Huh. Maybe some human inventions were needed by immortals. After all, just because you're immortal doesn't mean you can't have a few issues here and there...

Internship

Darcy understood magic and the way that the physical realms were all overlay-ed and interconnected. She knew how the branches of Yggdrasil were spread and how to move between the branches without anyone knowing. The way the very universe was pieced together and how everything functioned? Piece of cake.

Unfortunately, humans had their own ideas about how the universe functioned and no amount of talking on Darcy's part was going to influence those thoughts. Which is how she found herself dreading the science credits she would need in order to finish her degree. Six science credits. Two classes where the teachers would teach any number of falsities to the impressionable minds before them and, worse, pass what they thought they knew off as fact.

Yeah, some of the information was right. Mostly the stuff that could be proven through observation. Her issues lay with the theoretical crap that wasn't anywhere near accurate and could only be proven in specific situations that rarely occurred. Mortals were really good at 'proving' their theories using abnormalities.

Still, she needed to do something in order to earn her degree which is how she ended up in the physical sciences building at UNM staring at a flier on the announcements board which announced the need for a summer intern. The announcement promised to cover the six necessary science credits. To her, that flier was a godsend. Too bad she didn't know before she applied that by signing up for that internship, she'd end up meeting the father she never knew, working for a secret government agency with a bunch of superheros and other assorted abnormal individuals, and tazering her uncle who she'd mistake for a drunken hobo.

Apparently, her mothers twisted sense of humor had no bounds.