X marks the spot

A Trout in the Milk

70s. They were in the 70s. So, they got dressed appropriately. Coulson was really giddy about this whole thing. Seemed nostalgic to him. He kept his signature shades on, however. He seemed to be their tour guide this time.

Lisa wore a jacket this time. A teal blue jacket, with a marble dress underneath. Did the colours go together? Not completely, but Daisy did give the girl compliments for finding her own style with the thing. So, it seemed to fit, given the era of 'me'. Narcissism, pretty much. Not exactly healthy.

Lisa had remembered Aaron having some songs from this era on his phone. While he didn't listen to music a lot, she remembered that specifically. She wasn't sure if it came to her just now because of them being in that era or what. But, either way, that was what came to her.

"I'm sorry about not being able to let him out just yet," Jemma said to the girl, as Jemma helped straighten out the girl's outfit, putting her hair in a triple bun, "it's just, with May, we aren't quite sure what – if anything – he has brought back with him from that horrible place. Once we're in a surer place with this whole situation, we'll check in on him, I promise. Ok?"

Lisa nodded, then stopped, remembering what the woman was doing, though, she seemed to adapt really easily.

"Where did you learn to do this?" Lisa's notepad read; Jemma paused her movements to read it before looking at the hair and being silent for a moment.

"I'm not..." she said, "I'm not entirely sure...A friend, would be my best guess. From the academy, most likely."

Lisa took the answer. Aaron had told her stories about his early travels. One of them featuring an academy and an apparent awakening of his sexual identity. Still, that had been so long ago, Lisa didn't blame the woman; especially with what she'd built in seemingly no time at all for the rest of SHIELD, but for them was much longer.

She finished the hair, giving Lisa the go ahead. The girl gave a smile in thanks, before leaving her room. She saw Deke sat in a chair, and he turned around as if looking at something – making a face. Lisa just watched him with eyebrows raised. What was that?

Lisa took her leave down to the ramp. May had come back for her. The girl didn't question it, only following her. Coulson was around the corner. He gave her a smile, and the three headed to where Daisy was. She was looking at her new clothes. A square striped dark jacket, with a white top, jeans, and...Lisa didn't know the correct term – sort of heeled sandals? Whatever, some sort of shoes. She didn't blame her, it was hot after all.

Lisa looked at the trees, god she wished the cities had more of them. That, and that it didn't have the heatwaves they seemed to have in the future. Then again, planets with a much wilder climate were a cakewalk compared to earth's climate. Still scared her, however.

"Hey, looking sharp," Coulson said as they reached the agent.

"Thanks," Daisy said, smiling at her friends and their looks. Coulson wore a brown jacket, and a dark blue shirt. Mack had joked to him that, in Aaron's place, he'd say it for him; he called Coulson's look 'Joel 2.0'. Lisa wasn't sure who that was, but it seemed neither did Coulson. Mack, however, didn't let that get him down at the time, having a teasing smile on his face.

"Where's Agent Sousa?" Coulson asked.

"He's still inside," Daisy answered, "picking out his threads."

"How's he handling the transition?" May questioned. She wore a white and red flower patterned dress. Lisa thought it looked really nice. Part of her was jealous that she didn't find that.

"Honestly, the fact that he's not projectile vomiting from the shock is a miracle," Daisy said bluntly. To be fair, Lisa expected a reaction from the man as well. He seemed really calm. 'Like an ice cube' or something to that extent was what Aaron would cool it. Mack even made one about it.