April182014 with 32 notes

hydrasweasel:

agentsterling:

"A few."

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"Speaking of which, I should probably mention, I sometimes talk in my sleep."

"yeah, my dad sucks too."

"Oh that’s cool, I’m a heavy sleeper. Slept through a shit ton of hurricaine growning up."

"Hurricanes? Where are you from?"

1AM with 32 notes

hydrasweasel:

agentsterling:

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"How are you even alive right now?"

"… no fucking clue … but hey, good practice for HYDRA I guess …"

"So what about you, any homicidal maniacs in your past?"

"A few."

"Speaking of which, I should probably mention, I sometimes talk in my sleep."

1AM with 32 notes

hydrasweasel:

agentsterling:

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Again?

"Please tell me I don’t have to explain further than ‘my best friend is Deadpool’."

"How are you even alive right now?"

1AM with 32 notes

hydrasweasel:

agentsterling:

"She broke my nose the day we met."

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"She’s a lady but she’s also a pitbull."

"I’m gonna break my penis again."

Again?

1AM with 7 notes
12AM with 32 notes

hydrasweasel:

agentsterling:

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"believe me, I do not want to hear the intimate details of you and Sylvia. You hang a sock on the door or something and if you want to use the bottom bunk for the love of HYDRA, switch the mattresses first so it’s on YOUR bed."

"Yeah … you think I can lift a mattress? That’s funny. We’ll just … we’ll figure something out. Probably nothing will happen anyways. She’s a lady. I’ll hold her hand maybe."

"She broke my nose the day we met."

"She’s a lady but she’s also a pitbull."

12AM with 32 notes

hydrasweasel:

agentsterling:

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"Totally still a thing."

"Awesome. But I call a block on the non gentlemanly blab. If I get some or any version of some, sorry dude. That’s between me and the gorgeous lady."

"believe me, I do not want to hear the intimate details of you and Sylvia. You hang a sock on the door or something and if you want to use the bottom bunk for the love of HYDRA, switch the mattresses first so it’s on YOUR bed."

12AM with 32 notes

hydrasweasel:

agentsterling:

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"Wouldn’t dream of it, dude."

"Good, yeah, bro code. That’s still a thing right?"

"Totally still a thing."

12AM with 1 note
12AM with 32 notes

hydrasweasel:

agentsterling:

"…"

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"Yeah… Things got a bit too real for me just then."

"… don’t tell her."

"Wouldn’t dream of it, dude."

12AM with 17 notes

Welcome to Recon: The Suit Makes the Man

hydrastrike:

"Good cause we do have a mission, but it’s not to different from anything you’ve handled before, at least according to your report. There is a SHIELD Safehouse, one of many we know about, about 40 clicks south of the city. We’re gonna investigate it. Look for intel, resources, equipment. A milkrun to get you settled in, we’ll go over the details in the QuinJet. But first, out this door, take a right, third door on your left. Quartermaster Lee is in there. Show her your ID, and tell her you have a P416 rifle, and whatever side arm you’d like to choose if you’re not taking your own. She will assign you ammo, magazines, and your smoke grenades. After that, take a right once leaving, all the way down to this door, and through the large doors beyond. Use your ID card, QuinJet will be waiting at the top of the stairs, and so will I."

"Yes, sir." Sterling nodded quickly, took a deep breath through his nose and let it out as he began walking, jaw tight and eyes determined.

April172014 with 32 notes

hydrasweasel:

agentsterling:

hydrasweasel:

agentsterling:

"Hey, you’re an attractive guy. Smart. Got a great roommate."

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"And Sylvia is actually kind of got a thing for the nerdy looking ones."

No offense, Ellis.

"Yeah, my roommate is my biggest attraction. No threesome though dude. I don’t like competition."

"Oh yeah? Score! I got that in spades!"

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"Damn. I was hoping to get a piece of that scrawny white ass. And Sylvia would have been good too."

"But no homo dude."

"…"

"Yeah… Things got a bit too real for me just then."

11PM with 17 notes

Welcome to Recon: The Suit Makes the Man

hydrastrike:

agentsterling:

Sterling had never really thought about all the tactical equipment soldiers wore on ops. There was so much lugging down your person at all times. He was getting such a new appreciation for it all seeing it up close and learning about it. It was all fairly amazing and very impressive. He wondered if Barton had stuff like that. He never saw him in anything like this. Of course, he was the famous Hawkeye.

"I think I got it. Shouldn’t be too difficult next time."

"You’ll find, for the most part, that that’s the hard part. Well, for getting ready. You’ll need to practice though, some ops are spot calls, we need to be up and in the air in some times as short as 5 minutes from the moment we hit that door. And we’ll get in to that, you’re training’s a bit odd but it’s because, things are so chaotic here. Don’t worry though, I’ll teach you the ropes."

He reached over and patted the back of Sterling’s pack, “Now right around there you’ll feel a hard point. It’s magnetic, pulls a receiver on the weapon in, and holds it. Keeps it from moving freely till you reach back and pull the weapon off. It’s smart too, able to tell the difference between you pulling, and you hanging upside down. You don’t have to worry about getting that rifle of yours modded though since, as I said, Zingari used to work in SpecFor and I saw he still has that on there. Probably still uses the system himself.”

"Now for the rest of your kit," He patted his abdomen, "Magazines for your rifle go here, they’ll be issued before a mission." He reached up and patted his right chest. "Flashlight, tool kit, small first aid kit." Then his left chest, "Pistol magazines go here, and here." He then reached and patted on his sides, about middle of his rib cage. "Then sensor grenades go on the back right pouch, your other grenades go on the back left. Till you get more training in, you’ll be carrying smoke grenades. Ours are special orders, spheres rather than canisters, so they throw easier. Smart fuse, hold to prime, click to time, five seconds per click, seven for the first click. Lets you set em up and roll em into a position. You followin’?"

There was some terminology he was a bit sketchy about but he knew that once he actually had the equipment in front of him and a proper demonstration he wouldn’t have a problem.

"Yes, sir. I’m not used to field or all this equipment but I’m a quick study and I follow orders to the letter. You won’t have any problems from me."

11PM with 32 notes

hydrasweasel:

agentsterling:

"Hey, you’re an attractive guy. Smart. Got a great roommate."

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"And Sylvia is actually kind of got a thing for the nerdy looking ones."

No offense, Ellis.

"Yeah, my roommate is my biggest attraction. No threesome though dude. I don’t like competition."

"Oh yeah? Score! I got that in spades!"

"Damn. I was hoping to get a piece of that scrawny white ass. And Sylvia would have been good too."

10PM with 32 notes

hydrasweasel:

agentsterling:

"Yeah. That’d probably be best."

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Wasn’t there a vending machine in the hall by the cafeteria? You could check there. They’re not gonna let me off base for a few more days or I would offer to get you some.”

"Yeah, me either. I’ll check there. I mean, what are the odds. The world’s going to shit, and a beautiful girl asks me out … I might be dead already."

"Eh. I’m cool with it if this is my coma dream."

"Hey, you’re an attractive guy. Smart. Got a great roommate."

"And Sylvia is actually kind of got a thing for the nerdy looking ones."

No offense, Ellis.

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