Test Scene

Dec. 22nd, 2014 08:49 pm
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Derrick "Trip" Triplett, arrived at the helicarrier in his full shield uniform, watching the others in the room. A few people refused to meet his eyes. A few others gave him solemn nods of respect but didn't move to speak to him. He returned the nods and made his way to the lab, knowing that their hesitation was partially of discomfort with what they knew of him. His father was a SHIELD agent killed in the line of duty and his great-grandfather was one of the Howling Commandos. They respected his pedigree.

But they can't abide a predator in their midst.

The Other's voice was a whisper in his head but it was a whisper that slipped between the spaces in his thoughts with liquid ease.

He arrived at the lab and knocked, taking a deep breath as he tried to settle his nerves. He did not need a freak out on the lab guy. It would just make everything tougher for everyone.

Date: 2014-12-26 05:39 am (UTC)
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Machines were nice, safe, and predictable. They were much easier to navigate than people.

He nodded. "We did good," he admitted. "Not that I'm looking to repeat the experience any time soon, mind you."

Date: 2014-12-27 04:56 am (UTC)
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"A day or two at the most," he said. "I've got a couple other repair jobs in the works and I'll have to fabricate a couple parts, but nothing too serious."

Date: 2014-12-28 04:54 am (UTC)
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Simon nodded. "Oh, I'm sure you will. Wouldn't be SHIELD without crazy adventures in exotic locales full of people who want to kill you."

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