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            a special assignment, he’d called it. sent out on RECON, of all things - as if she didn’t have a team who needed her out there, with them. melinda knows that they are not the ragtag group of rookies they first were, that they’ve grown as agents and that they no longer need to rely on her for protection - but that doesn’t mean she can’t watch their backs regardless. except it does, if she’s here when they’re who the HELL knows where. so, she’s a little bitter. and maybe a touch pissed off -- -- -- -- -- -- -- ❝ - you don’t want to do that, ❞ -- gotham city, the bat’s playground. greeeeeat.    (  @ivyworn -- sc  )

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like this for a short starter !

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amademonster.

hey guys ! so i haven’t been around much, i hurt my ankle last week and it’s been pretty painful so i haven’t been in a real roleplay-ey mood. i’m sorry to everyone i write with, i will be back this week to reply to our threads, don’t give up on me yet ! it’ll be a long time until i let go of regina xo

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amademonster.

some of my friends here are american, or they live in america and are directly affected by the outcome of the election. and to those friends, to the american’s who understood that of the two candidates you had to choose from, only one was fit for presidency, i want you to know that, as as a non-american, as a decent human being, i stand with you. because although i can not do anything about this myself, although i had no say in the outcome of this election, the results are devastating world-wide. 

#imwithyou, because #imwithher wasn’t enough

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CODENAME         RCSCUE.

            ‘ last time S.H.I.E.L.D. showed up here, tony was still part of the avengers. now that they’ve split up  —– i don’t know why he’d still be a concern to you. ’

                 ❝ he’s not, ❞ dry and to the point, quick and precise, melinda’s eyes settle on that of pepper potts and her chin lifts with a subtle tilt of her head. ❝ - you are. ❞ 

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send ur opinion of me on anon

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amademonster.

so yesterday was saturday, and i ended up working. then i got my first tattoo. and then i bought call of duty: infinite warfare. so i wasn’t around yesterday because i was ridiculously busy. and then i wasn’t around today because i slept until twelve and spent about seven hours playing the sims ( i made a young modern regina, and a young modern robin, and i made them roommates, and then they woo-hoo’d, and now they’re engaged ) - so basically, what i’m saying is, sorry i wasn’t around this weekend, i will be online tomorrow to do in character things.

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                         she’s imperfect, but she tries. she is good, but she lies. she is hard on herself, she is broken and won’t ask for help. she is messy, but she is kind. she is lonely most of the time. she is all of this mixed up /  melinda may from marvel’s agents of s.h.i.e.l.d - rebooted - penned by lara

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                      ok but melinda may going through terrigenesis and coming out of it completely unchanged because her badassery is already her inhuman ability.

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                                  fuck.

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look at the cute and fluffy

w/bonus. booty.

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plot call here. starter call here. memes here. open starters here.

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CODENAME           ANTAGXNIZED.

it’s gone, he doesn’t expect it to stay, but tongue presses firm to molars and he stifles the quip of his own lips, victorious all the same. the specialist clears his throat, feet dangling too close to a line he’s always so careful not to cross   :   the line gets blurry when he gets involved, and when he gets involved, he gets in trouble. john garrett gave him  ORDERS,  not a suggestion   ;   and besides, a new team didn’t mean a change in rules.   ( you can never get close to anything or anyone. )   ❛ archive that question for later, got it. ❜   there’s something just shy of playful in his voice   –   the hollowed tone of a teenage boy that never got a chance to leave that god forsaken forest   –   and hands adjust fabric over wrists as he leans in to quicken stride and lessen the gap. this part of ward never sees the light of day, but it’s been so shamelessly provoked.   ❛ you’ve got a game plan, i take it. ❜

                       a roll of her eyes follows, trademark - patent pending. grant ward was not someone melinda thought she would ever get along with. yes, they have their similarities. not just in their training, but in - other things, she’s sure. but she’d had her own agenda with this team, - watch coulson. the agents she made sure surrounded him, his “team” were supposed to be just that. agents. held at arms length, as with every other agent since bahrain. but that changed, and damn it, now she’s smiling - that has to stop. ❝ - or never, ❞  she mutters under her breath, despite the amusement at his childish antics.

               her own hands smooth over the fabric of her black trousers as she pushes off the wall and slides her aviators from the top of her head. ❝ yeah, ❞ she drawls. ❝ - kick his ass. ❞ and that’s why she doesn’t bet.

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CODENAME         MCCKINGBIIRD.

      lips  curl  into  something  of  a  SNEER   ;   she’s  got  too  much  anger  locked  up  in  her  heart  to  feel  anything  besides  STOIC  CONTEMPT  for  the  stern  lecture  she  knows  she’s  about  to  receive  from  may   .  she  pivots  to  the  side   ,   allows  may  to  pass   ,    &    casts  a  narrow - eyed  glare  towards  the  corpse  whose  blood  soaks  under  her  fingernails  in  that  very  same  heartbeat   .    ❛   i’m  not  that  nineteen  year  old  RECRUIT  anymore   ,   may   .   i  don’t  need  to  justify  my  choices  to  you   .   ❜

                         ❝ - you’re right, ❞  words come easily, smoothly, without judgement or pity. without anything, really. a monotonous declaration that slips from her lips as she passes bobbi and steps over a limb. ❝ - you’re not a recruit, you do know what you’re doing. ❞ as melinda reaches the door, she reaches out and wraps her fingers around the handle, but she doesn’t pull it open. she turns her body, and she looks at bobbi. ❝ - but you’re not justifying this to me, agent morse. ❞ a quick jut of her chin towards the mess bobbi had left in their wake, and melinda’s eyes turn away, her body following, and the door opens. ❝ - let’s go. ❞

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“just give me a signal i’m reaching you now.”

MISADVENTURES MEME↳ STATUS. accepting / FOR. @keepingalist

                               ❝ - no, ❞ quick words come through a hushed tone, voice low and head bowed as she walks through a crowd congested and full. she brushes against people as she passes them, sidesteps and slips between bodies. a ghost amongst the living. the cell she holds against her ear cracks slightly under the pressure, her grasp tight. may glances over her shoulder, eyes searching the crowd for sharon but all she sees are suits. ❝ - you’re still green, find coulson - rendezvous fifteen, you’re not ready. ❞

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CODENAME           ANTAGXNIZED.

that twitch of a smile doesn’t go anywhere near unnoticed, and grant tests his newfound leverage with easy footing.   ❛ okay, okay   –   that’s fair   :   ten dollars seems like a little much to throw away on the guy, you’re right. how about  TWO BUCKS  &&  a drink later. ❜

                         she gives him nothing more than that. a brief flash of what could be a smile. it’s more than he’s gotten before, more than she’s given since the team was formed. ❝ - we’re here for a reason, ❞ may stresses - eyes moving to stare at him over her shoulder. ❝ - and i don’t bet. ❞ because he clearly won’t give up, and if she says “no” again, he might get desperate. as amusing as that may be, melinda has a job to do... they’re not off the clock yet.