“Hey, uh… mister?” The blonde shoots a slightly troubled look his way. “You don’t happen to know a thing or two about fixin’ cars, do you?”
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“Blimey, that’s a lot of people. Where did you all come from?”
Target || Roy and Sheri
After a long trip, the agent finally made the trek to London. She had one mission and one mission only; protect her innocent from the dark forces that targeted her.
The innocent was only a child; a small, petite girl of the age of 7. Sheri needed to get close to her and figure out what was after her in order to exterminate it.
So there she was, walking through the airport with her luggage and seemingly normal compared to all of the other civilians in the place. She strode into the car rental section of the building and picked up her keys for the rental car.
Upon exiting the airport, chills shot up her spine. The brunette stopped and peered around, but found no visible signs of trouble. She was hesitant, but ended up continuing on her way. She had somewhere to be.
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“Steve Rogers, Pleasure to meet you..” he nodded and smiled.
thenamelesslockartist and thelonelyangel wandered in
“Hi there!” Evelyn grinned, turning to the door of the main lobby and waving. “Anything I can do for you, or are ya just stopping in?” She really didn’t know why anyone would just “stop in” to a forensic lab, but that’s what the lobby was for: hiding the surgical white and cold steel behind a key-pad locked door. Her hands fell into the pockets of her blue scrubs as she smiled at the stranger. “Escaping the rain, perhaps?”
Black Sheep || Else & Roy
Else was tired.
It wasn’t so much that she felt like falling asleep, though. It was more that she was over Director Fury’s insistent nagging and chastising. She was over Agent Hill’s constant reminder that Agent Phoenix could have died (like she needed reminding of that). She was even over the sideways glances she got from other agents as if she was going to shoot them as well.
Her only respite from the freak show was her daily visit to her good friend’s medical ward. Today, though, she’d been caught up in paper work, and by the time she’d finished, it had been too late to visit. It was still early, of course, but Else was used to getting up before even the sun.
As it stood, she had come to see if Evelyn was awake, but, upon finding her asleep still, the young agent decided to replace her flowers; the current ones by her friend’s bedside were wilting shamelessly.
“I’ll be back later, Eve,” she whispered as she carried the dried up buds out of the room. “Hopefully,” she added bitterly, hearing someone’s footsteps approaching. She could only pray it wasn’t the Director.
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“Can I help you, monsieur?” The snowy-haired psychic asked, greeting him with a small smile; she remained wary of course, for obvious reasons of her past that were left unspoken.
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More visitors? If you’re not here about a case, then I have nothing for you.
