010 || Sharon Carter || [video]

[agentx13]

First, I wanted to share a theory with you guys. [She holds up a bowl in her free hand and sets it on the table, turning her wristcomm so everyone can see. There's a glimpse of the kitchen of the house, some silverware bent into odd shapes on the counter and one cabinet door taken off completely. The mess is actually bigger than that, but Sharon moves the comm in such a way that the worst is hidden.] I think this is the barrier we're dealing with. Our environment is being controlled, obviously, and most of the deliveries are from above, far enough that we have no way of reaching it without technology, which we don't presently have. [Though she supposes they could use the Hulk. But she won't put that added pressure on Bruce yet. Yet.]

I suspect there are service entrances located at various points around the border, but we haven't yet been able to reach them. I'll keep looking into it, though.

Second, I'm disbanding what's left of SHIELD. I've already talked to its members and feel that it's the best thing for our current situation.

However, if you need anything, I'm still willing to offer my services. Just ask.

[Times like these, "Thank you" doesn't seem like the right thing to say. So instead instead she just cuts the feed and goes to put the bowl away. That's that.]

video | 005 | mid-day 48

[rigging]

[ Jesse's not super huge on using the communicator. That's why he tries to keep it covered most of the time. But today, he's forgotten, or he's just not mindful of it, because he's more interested in paying attention to the papers and pencils and brushes in front of him. Wherever he is, it's bright and sunny, and high up. For a few moments, it just shows out into the town - the lighthouse is visible for a split second when he raises his hand to scratch at the back of his head, and when it comes back down, there's a view of the library and the fountain.

Did you guess he's sitting on the roof of house twenty? If you did, gold star.

It takes another moment, but then Jesse brings his hand to rest over his mouth, which means he's unknowingly giving his viewers a survey of the art in front of him. He's got two papers drying off a bit to the side, and in his lap, there's a sketchpad with a few rough sketches of people here. Galen, Kenzi, and Bruce are all somewhat recognizable, but he's not working on those. What he is picking at with his pencil is a drawing of a girl with tree-branch veins.

Jesse sighs, the static loud over the speaker, and mumbles to himself. ]

Fuckin' - where's my... Shit, th'fuck did I put my -- [ Another sigh, and he gives up on the drawing, moving to reach for the pack of cigarettes. Grumble grumble: ] Feel like a goddamn -- [ And the feed clicks out. ]

( ooc: credit - one, two, three. Not mine. )

video | 003

[magnets]

So, people'a Kore-

[ Pinkman's device turns on with his cheekily grinning at the camera as his fingers drum antsily on the kitchen counter. There's also a Finch peering over at the camera from the side, with a grin to match. ] We gotta little treat for all you bitches today. It's called straight-up science time with a couple'a Jesses. So pay attention, alright? Ya might learn somethin'.

[ Finch ducks down out of view of the camera, and when he comes back up, he's holding this crudely made volcano, painted brown and totally shoddy. But it works for what they're trying to do. He places it down on the counter, and shakes the little container of baking powder he's picked up from the counter. ] Bet you all have seen a paper volcano afore, right? All y'need is a badass little volcano like this one, dish soap, water, baking soda, and - [ He lifts up a jug of vinegar, gesturing at it. ]

Some'a this shit here. [ Pinkman cuts in, turning the communicator back to him momentarily so it's closer to his face when he announces for anyone who didn't, you know, read the label, ] That's real vinegar.

[ And then volcano again, in which Pinkman subtly pushes down a piece of duct tape holding the sides together - the thing really is held together with spit and a prayer - before he pans the camera up to Finch. There's a laugh in his voice when he asks. ] You wanna do the honors?

[ Finch is laughing too, cackling really, grabbing for the vinegar. He salutes the camera. ] Aye, I'll do the honors. Wish me luck, man. [ He hovers closer to the volcano, and lifts the jug to pour it into the baking soda volcano. And lo and behold: it "explodes". Messily. Like, really messily, and they're both standing close enough that it blows up abruptly and sprays on both Pinkman and Finch. Finch doesn't exactly yelp, but it's a close thing, and then he's laughing again, brushing his sleeve across his face. ]

Man - [ Pinkman starts to rebut, but he's laughing too much to answer for a moment, the camera going askew as he mops a hand through the muck dripping down his face, flicks some of it off. There's red foam dripping all down the counter and onto the floor. ] Bitch, I said 'not the whole thing' -

[ And the camera dotted with bits and pieces of red food coloring, the feed abruptly cuts off. ]