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[galaga]

Miss, I wish you the best in your search for my actor's identity. I agree that this operation would be made much easier if I had the potential for more facial expression than a furtive glance over my shoulder.

While you do that, I'll just.. get back to work.

[ Insert the incriminating sounds of a classic arcade game. ]

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[headbitchincharge]

Hard at work, Avery?

[6collegecredits]

Ooo. Galaga. I call next game.

SCREAMING.

[widowing]

Your work ethic is truly something to be admired.

[thundergod]

What is this... Galaga?

[doyoufondue]

What exactly is that game anyway?

[arrowdynamic]

...all work and no play, as they say.

[heartofbadassium]

Aren't you glad I pointed you out?

[sonofcoul]

Avery, you have a highly idiosyncratic definition of the word 'work'.

wow you nearly have a full cast responding

[ex_flyting687]

I'd rather you didn't.

[selfantagonized]

Gee, I didn't think that SHIELD considered Galaga to be work.

This is amazing.

[aburdenglorious]

No wonder you mortals have such a low survival rate, if this is how you treat your work.

[galaga]

[ SHIT. Ctrl + Tab! ]

Yes, ma'am. The spectrometer readings are stable. Nothing to report. Ma'am.

[galaga]

I'm afraid miss that you don't have the clearance to play this particular system.

Perhaps another time. I know a great bar with arcade tables.

[ Ricooo.. Suaveeee... ]

HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL?

[galaga]

I have the satellite feeds open on the adjacent screen, ma'am. My abilities to multitask were one of the reasons I was appointed to this post.

[galaga]

[ Okay wow. Incredibly powerful alien prince talking to nameless, faceless BridgeTech. Breathe, man, breathe. ]

Well, Your Highness sir, it's something called a video game. You control this spaceship here at the bottom, and you have to defeat the invading alien forces, there at the top.

[galaga]

Well, sir, um... Did you have arcades back in the forties? Well games like Galaga were one of the first big electronic video arcade games.

[6collegecredits]

[Very smooth, sir.]

Clearance. I really need to work on getting that.

A bar and arcade tables? Why have I not heard of this before?

[galaga]

Some of us are stuck in front of computer screens all day, sir. No fresh air or shooting things.

[galaga]

It was an honor, Mr. Stark sir.

[ A voice in the back of his head that sounds frighteningly like Fury says "Stop encouraging that god damn egomaniac!" ]

AMAZING?!

[widowing]

Did I sound insincere?

[heartofbadassium]

It probably was, but don't sweat it. How long did it take for you to modify the station to allow it?

[doyoufondue]

Nothing electronic like this. ...What do you do in it?

[galaga]

One might argue that the nature of our 'work' allows such perks. Playing a game when there's no activity showing on the satellite feeds, mingling with extraterrestrial gods, hanging around a childhood hero...

looks like Loki's staring up at Coulson

[galaga]

Didn't... get back to work or find a face for myself?

[galaga]

Have you looked around the people we let on the Helicarrier lately, Dr. Banner sir? Anywhere where Tony Stark is involved and they let a man shoot things with arrows to his heart's content has a loose definition of what constitutes work.