8th Command; Voice

[aggravating]

There's this old adage, Bargians. Secrets, secrets are no fun. Unless you are a part of one. I'd kind of like to add onto that for a minute. So, uh, bear with me.

There are a few things that yeah, they're supposed to be kept secret. No one and their aunt Martha care about your latest bowel movement or who you had a crush on in the third grade. Seriously, they don't. Unless you're loud, obnoxious, spray tan like hell every chance you have, and get into cat fights over who gets the last can of soda. Those are fine. As are the family secrets, things like divorces, fights. I'm not saying "Spill your guts, Bargites, 'cause it's just not faaaaaaair~!" Those aren't the types of secrets I'm talking about.

I'm talking about the secrets that have to do with someone else. If someone knows something about your future that, you know, might be good to know for your own peace of mind, your own well-being, then hey. What the hell are you keeping it from them for? Because I pretty much guarantee that when they find out - and they will - things will be even worse than you imagined.

And yeah, for the record? Lies of omission totally count.

[Private to Natasha]
Coulson's dead, huh? Or did Rogers leave that out of his debrief?

[Private to Arkady]
Gorgeous, I needed to be drunk yesterday.

[Private to Charles]
Give me a reason to actually keep giving a shit, Prof. Because apparently even if I work to come back to life now, I just die again later.

[Private to Steve]
So. Rogers.

Coulson's dead.

I flew a nuke into space.

Loki's a fucking supervillain.

Game over.

Comments

[private]

[aggravating]

You choose who to save, you're full of crap.

[Sorry Cas, someone didn't have his coffee before his day went to hell :C ]

Re: [private]

[trenchcoatedly]

There's no one you wouldn't save the life of above others?

[Look at this judging headtilt, Tony. It judges you.]

[private]

[aggravating]

.............. [That's a long pause on his end, and a narrowing of his eyes, a set to his jaw] One.

But I put her out of danger first.

Re: [private]

[trenchcoatedly]

[Judging eyebrow quirk.]

If you came to know that preventing the destruction of the universe or the destabilization of your government or the release of a catastrophic bioweapon hinged on her death, would you allow her to die?

[private]

[aggravating]

[He's thinking, for just a moment, before an easy smirk spreads across his face]

I'd just get the guy releasing it before any of that was a problem.

Re: [private]

[trenchcoatedly]

Do you now understand why fates shouldn't be told?

[private]

[aggravating]

I always got the theory, I just don't agree with it.

Universe breaking, timelines collapsing, changing the future, blah blah blah. It doesn't mean crap to the person the stuff is being kept from. It's still gonna suck, and it's still better to suck it up and tell people rather than have them find out on their own.

Because secrets never stay secrets forever. Even the world-breaking ones.

[Sorry Cas, Tony's a stubborn asshole when he wants to be. You could make all the sense in the world, and it would still just circle right back around to this.

Especially right now.]

Re: [private]

[trenchcoatedly]

You - or me, or any individual thing - is insignificant to the universe. That we may suffer to maintain something so much more massive than ourselves is necessary.