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eyeonyou[Fury has found himself in possession of a small kitten, currently doing its utmost best to knock all the papers from his desk. don't ask why he has a kitten; it's not important. what is important is he has one, and it is wreaking havoc in his office, and he can't decide whether to shoot it or what because there is a goddamn kitten mucking up his business
you have been forewarned]
you have been forewarned]
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Sep. 9th, 2012 10:33 pmloyalhandmaiden[this ... is unfamiliar. very unfamiliar. Leah frowns, brow creased, and looks around her unfamiliar surroundings]
This is not Hel. This is nothing I've ever seen.
Lady Hela, are you here? [wanders around uncertainly, adding belatedly] I'll even accept Loki. With some protest.
This is not Hel. This is nothing I've ever seen.
Lady Hela, are you here? [wanders around uncertainly, adding belatedly] I'll even accept Loki. With some protest.
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Aug. 25th, 2012 06:55 pmredledgerdaysWho: Natasha and York
What: York shows up on the helicarrier, oops
Warnings: I don't even know
Notes: No seriously, I don't even know
[there are any number of things Natasha expects to find when she's on the helicarrier bridge. Fury, for instance. Coulson and Hill. the techs, several different types of beeping and general working commotion one would expect from an active military installation
what she does not expect is the sudden appearance of a man in armour in the middle of one of the most heavily-fortified and well-guarded vehicles on the planet, particularly when said vehicle is cloaked and flying thousands of feet above land
so yeah, today is a surprising sort of day]
What: York shows up on the helicarrier, oops
Warnings: I don't even know
Notes: No seriously, I don't even know
[there are any number of things Natasha expects to find when she's on the helicarrier bridge. Fury, for instance. Coulson and Hill. the techs, several different types of beeping and general working commotion one would expect from an active military installation
what she does not expect is the sudden appearance of a man in armour in the middle of one of the most heavily-fortified and well-guarded vehicles on the planet, particularly when said vehicle is cloaked and flying thousands of feet above land
so yeah, today is a surprising sort of day]
redledgerdaysWho: Natasha and Clint
What: First-timers
Warnings: Explosions
Notes: Headcanon
( It's the little things that stick with you )
What: First-timers
Warnings: Explosions
Notes: Headcanon
( It's the little things that stick with you )
redledgerdaysWho: Natasha and Clint
What: Learning trust
Warnings: There be torture here
Notes: Headcanon
( She would tear him down and build him back up )
What: Learning trust
Warnings: There be torture here
Notes: Headcanon
( She would tear him down and build him back up )
redledgerdaysWho: Natasha and Clint
What:not discussing feelings as relating to this
Warnings: At the moment, can't think of any
Notes: Continuation of events, side story
( your first sin was a lie you told yourself )
What:
Warnings: At the moment, can't think of any
Notes: Continuation of events, side story
( your first sin was a lie you told yourself )
Run Away verse with arrowminded
Jun. 25th, 2012 11:34 amredledgerdays[Continued from here.]
Who: Clint and Natasha
What: Clint asks Nat to run away with him. She does
Warnings: Unknown
Clint brings the plane to a landing on the beach near Rabat at her instruction. She has a contact in the city waiting for them to bring them into Casablanca further down the coast. Natasha gives the plane a quick lookover before hopping in the jeep, watching Clint in silence on the trip south toward her safehouse.
What they're doing is perhaps the craziest thing they've ever done, and while she can understand why he wanted it, she still worries about him.
They get off at the outskirts of the city, Nat taking them through winding back roads and alleys, staying off any main streets and ducking into buildings wherever possible. She's kept this location secret from S.H.I.E.L.D. this long; she doesn't intend on giving it away now that she actually needs it.
Who: Clint and Natasha
What: Clint asks Nat to run away with him. She does
Warnings: Unknown
Clint brings the plane to a landing on the beach near Rabat at her instruction. She has a contact in the city waiting for them to bring them into Casablanca further down the coast. Natasha gives the plane a quick lookover before hopping in the jeep, watching Clint in silence on the trip south toward her safehouse.
What they're doing is perhaps the craziest thing they've ever done, and while she can understand why he wanted it, she still worries about him.
They get off at the outskirts of the city, Nat taking them through winding back roads and alleys, staying off any main streets and ducking into buildings wherever possible. She's kept this location secret from S.H.I.E.L.D. this long; she doesn't intend on giving it away now that she actually needs it.
Choose your poison
Jun. 19th, 2012 08:59 pmredledgerdays01. I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE Unfortunately, you can't keep lying to your partner/friend/family anymore. You just don't feel the same for them anymore.
02. I WOULD KILL YOU The person who means so much to you has done something completely unforgivable and now it's time to make sure they know where they stand. You would kill them if you ever got the chance.
03. I LOVE YOU, BUT... A bittersweet love confession. You know you love this person more than anything, but you're not sure you can give them what they need.
04. I DON'T TRUST YOU No matter how you feel about this person, you really can't trust them anymore.
05. SACRIFICE You're going to sacrifice yourself, for the person you're talking with or for the good of all humanity. You want them to know the reasons and that there's no stopping you.
06. TROUBLE You're in trouble and you might not make it through. You need to let at least one person know how you feel before it's too late though.
07. BETRAYAL You've betrayed this person and you have to tell them the truth, no more running from it
08. CHEATED You've been unfaithful and it's time to tell your lover.
09. BROKEN That's it. You've had it. You are entirely broken and tired of everything.
10. AFRAID Something has you deathly afraid and you need to talk about it.
11. HELP ME You need someone to help you, bad. You can't do it alone anymore, you've tried.
12. I'M SORRY You said something or did something horrible and now it's time to ask for forgiveness.
13. YOU WERE A MISTAKE Sorry, but whoever you're talking to was the biggest mistake of your life or maybe it was just something you did together.
14. LET'S RUN AWAY You want to just get out, leave everything behind and be with this one person for the rest of your life.
15. ASHAMED Either you're ashamed of something they have done or something you did, either way you need to bring it up.
16. CAN'T REMEMBER The person standing in front of you looks so happy to see you, so relieved, but how do you tell them you can't remember a thing about them?
17. YOUR CHOICE Either choose an option from above, mix and match, or make up your own idea.
02. I WOULD KILL YOU The person who means so much to you has done something completely unforgivable and now it's time to make sure they know where they stand. You would kill them if you ever got the chance.
03. I LOVE YOU, BUT... A bittersweet love confession. You know you love this person more than anything, but you're not sure you can give them what they need.
04. I DON'T TRUST YOU No matter how you feel about this person, you really can't trust them anymore.
05. SACRIFICE You're going to sacrifice yourself, for the person you're talking with or for the good of all humanity. You want them to know the reasons and that there's no stopping you.
06. TROUBLE You're in trouble and you might not make it through. You need to let at least one person know how you feel before it's too late though.
07. BETRAYAL You've betrayed this person and you have to tell them the truth, no more running from it
08. CHEATED You've been unfaithful and it's time to tell your lover.
09. BROKEN That's it. You've had it. You are entirely broken and tired of everything.
10. AFRAID Something has you deathly afraid and you need to talk about it.
11. HELP ME You need someone to help you, bad. You can't do it alone anymore, you've tried.
12. I'M SORRY You said something or did something horrible and now it's time to ask for forgiveness.
13. YOU WERE A MISTAKE Sorry, but whoever you're talking to was the biggest mistake of your life or maybe it was just something you did together.
14. LET'S RUN AWAY You want to just get out, leave everything behind and be with this one person for the rest of your life.
15. ASHAMED Either you're ashamed of something they have done or something you did, either way you need to bring it up.
16. CAN'T REMEMBER The person standing in front of you looks so happy to see you, so relieved, but how do you tell them you can't remember a thing about them?
17. YOUR CHOICE Either choose an option from above, mix and match, or make up your own idea.
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Jun. 4th, 2012 09:40 pmnotwayne[ He gets home when it's nearly midnight, sweaty and tired and god, really, really glad that he's going to be able to take a bath when he gets back. For all that he protested when Tony had handed him the papers to the house, the idea that there will be hot water when he gets back is something he doesn't know if he should be so happy about, but is.
The house was originally meant for just him, but it hadn't taken much to get it divided in two- the main section with its rooms being used for patients, and his own part sectioned off from the rest. While he'd much rather just do what he'd done elsewhere, Tony's protest of having expensive equipment to work and needing a place to store it isn't entirely unfounded.
Besides, he helps more people like this, much as he hates to admit it.
Bruce slips in his front door, and as soon as he's in, slips off his shirt, unbuttoning it and folding it neatly onto the ratty excuse for a couch, grabbing a glass of water and-- well, he's all fine and good until he notices the figure standing in what passes as his kitchen. ]
Normal people-- warn.
The house was originally meant for just him, but it hadn't taken much to get it divided in two- the main section with its rooms being used for patients, and his own part sectioned off from the rest. While he'd much rather just do what he'd done elsewhere, Tony's protest of having expensive equipment to work and needing a place to store it isn't entirely unfounded.
Besides, he helps more people like this, much as he hates to admit it.
Bruce slips in his front door, and as soon as he's in, slips off his shirt, unbuttoning it and folding it neatly onto the ratty excuse for a couch, grabbing a glass of water and-- well, he's all fine and good until he notices the figure standing in what passes as his kitchen. ]
Normal people-- warn.
Voice Testing - Open
May. 22nd, 2012 11:36 pmredledgerdays[Scenario 1]
[the gym is mostly empty, mats rolled up against the wall, machines wiped down and clean. Natasha is finishing up her own workout in a quiet corner away from the general hubbub. it gives her time to think, as well as hone her skills
she sets down the weights with a clatter against the metal holding bars, wiping at her brow and grabbing her water bottle. it's been a good workout. a quick shower and she can head home for dinner]
[Scenario 2]
[she motions curtly to the other S.H.I.E.L.D. members, crouched against a dilapidated wall on the east side of a crumbling, burnt out building. her team fans out in silence and she takes a deep breath before pressing a hand to the comm on her ear]
We're in position. I'm heading in. Could use some extra cover if you've got it.
[the hostages can be heard through empty windows, a few sobbing, others pleading. she ignores them, slipping around the back. this needs to be done quickly and quietly, but she's not about to take any chances and leave her backup behind.]
[Scenario 3]
[CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE. No seriously. I hate coming up with scenarios.]
[the gym is mostly empty, mats rolled up against the wall, machines wiped down and clean. Natasha is finishing up her own workout in a quiet corner away from the general hubbub. it gives her time to think, as well as hone her skills
she sets down the weights with a clatter against the metal holding bars, wiping at her brow and grabbing her water bottle. it's been a good workout. a quick shower and she can head home for dinner]
[Scenario 2]
[she motions curtly to the other S.H.I.E.L.D. members, crouched against a dilapidated wall on the east side of a crumbling, burnt out building. her team fans out in silence and she takes a deep breath before pressing a hand to the comm on her ear]
We're in position. I'm heading in. Could use some extra cover if you've got it.
[the hostages can be heard through empty windows, a few sobbing, others pleading. she ignores them, slipping around the back. this needs to be done quickly and quietly, but she's not about to take any chances and leave her backup behind.]
[Scenario 3]
[CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE. No seriously. I hate coming up with scenarios.]
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May. 14th, 2012 10:49 pmgotshotgun[Sarge is standing around a table conveniently located smack dab between Red and Blue base. don't ask how it got there.
...or how it has streamers considering it's outdoors
all that matters is there's a giant table covered in food and assorted drinks and Sarge is putting the finishing touches on some of the decorations. you'd be surprised how hard it can be to decorate while holding a shotgun, but he manages]
All right you dirtbags, come and get it.
Except Grif. He can keep watch. And no one touch my pie.
[there are seven pies. choose wisely]
...or how it has streamers considering it's outdoors
all that matters is there's a giant table covered in food and assorted drinks and Sarge is putting the finishing touches on some of the decorations. you'd be surprised how hard it can be to decorate while holding a shotgun, but he manages]
All right you dirtbags, come and get it.
Except Grif. He can keep watch. And no one touch my pie.
[there are seven pies. choose wisely]
Old Faces, New Places
Mar. 20th, 2012 10:19 pmprefectionisticIt had been days since Dukat had one of his troubling dreams, dreams of a place he couldn't recall--alarming in its own right for a Cardassian--where he knew he was trapped. He awoke from them feeling frustrated and out of sorts, to the point he saw a doctor for a sleep aid that he subsequently refused to use. He believed he was back to himself now, and there was still much to be done. The minefield left behind by the fleeing Federation personnel was proving to be extremely troublesome. Damar's insistence that it could be disabled at first was heartening. As time passed, he found it nothing but annoying, as he did any time he was promised results with no follow through.
He left the bridge of the Rotarran with a headache throbbing just behind his right eye ridge, instructing his second that under no circumstances was he to be disturbed unless they found themselves under attack. In the solitude and darkness of his quarters, he found some small relief but no rest. Perhaps the sleep aid wasn't such a bad idea after all? As he lay prone on the hard bed, he tossed the idea back and forth with no resolution, taking himself down toward what he sought without being fully aware of it.
How long he slept he couldn't say, nor could he precisely pin what awakened him. A sound? A feeling? Yes, there was something definitely off in the sound of the engines. He was intimately familiar with the ins and outs of his ship as any good commanding officer ought to be. He activated his wrist comm. "Damar, report," he said. He received no response. "Damar!" he barked. Still nothing.
Disconcerted, he snatched up his disruptor and stalked out into the corridor to access one of the ship wide comm systems. Nowhere that he hailed provided answer, not the engine room, the bridge, the infirmary, nor any of his senior officers' quarters. As he strode the corridors, it seemed as though he occupied a ghost ship. None of his personnel were where they were supposed to be, nor anywhere else that he could find. He raced to the bridge to find long range sensors giving nonsense readings and the view screen inoperable. After some adjustment of the controls, he managed a static-y picture of an unfamiliar starscape. Navigation was no better with all logs currently inaccessible.
Cursing under his breath, he attempted to get a reading of life signs aboard the vessel. There were two, his own and that of an unknown species. It was located in one of the cargo bays on deck six. Transferring tracking abilities to his wrist comm, he set out to find the intruder. If it was responsible for the disappearance of his crew, he intended to find out how and why.
He left the bridge of the Rotarran with a headache throbbing just behind his right eye ridge, instructing his second that under no circumstances was he to be disturbed unless they found themselves under attack. In the solitude and darkness of his quarters, he found some small relief but no rest. Perhaps the sleep aid wasn't such a bad idea after all? As he lay prone on the hard bed, he tossed the idea back and forth with no resolution, taking himself down toward what he sought without being fully aware of it.
How long he slept he couldn't say, nor could he precisely pin what awakened him. A sound? A feeling? Yes, there was something definitely off in the sound of the engines. He was intimately familiar with the ins and outs of his ship as any good commanding officer ought to be. He activated his wrist comm. "Damar, report," he said. He received no response. "Damar!" he barked. Still nothing.
Disconcerted, he snatched up his disruptor and stalked out into the corridor to access one of the ship wide comm systems. Nowhere that he hailed provided answer, not the engine room, the bridge, the infirmary, nor any of his senior officers' quarters. As he strode the corridors, it seemed as though he occupied a ghost ship. None of his personnel were where they were supposed to be, nor anywhere else that he could find. He raced to the bridge to find long range sensors giving nonsense readings and the view screen inoperable. After some adjustment of the controls, he managed a static-y picture of an unfamiliar starscape. Navigation was no better with all logs currently inaccessible.
Cursing under his breath, he attempted to get a reading of life signs aboard the vessel. There were two, his own and that of an unknown species. It was located in one of the cargo bays on deck six. Transferring tracking abilities to his wrist comm, he set out to find the intruder. If it was responsible for the disappearance of his crew, he intended to find out how and why.
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