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what. 

one moment, she and Ian were running from outta space aliens (again) and next she was on a desert looking planet that made earth look like heaven and asgard sound like mega super heaven. she was guessing this wasn’t asgard. if it was, then thor was a lying bastard and deserved to be tasered (again). 

anyway, darcy was currently catch flies mouth open in shock and awe, her scared wide eyes regarding what she could see of forever going desert. it’s fine. it’s fine. any minute now jane will ap me back and i wont be in the sahara freaking desert. 

she closed her eyes, forcing the lids together tightly before tapping the heels of her shoes together, and whispering ‘there’s no place like home’ after each tap under her breath then opening them again and groaning when she was faced with the same picture.

 ‘..jane..jane...j a n e! ‘ another groan elicited from darcy, her hands curling into fists and eyes shutting again. a few calming deep breaths then came from her, her eyes slowly opening. she stood in the same place for a few seconds before playing eeny meenie miney moe in her head to chose a direction, her feet carrying her at a fast pace as she walked in the randomly chosen direction.