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007 || Sharon Carter || Video
[ Sharon looks worn. Tired. But still alive. Even awake. The face that looks out through the feed is interested; her eyes are sharp. The background behind her shows only sky, no buildings. ]
Anyone interested in getting the hell out of here? Meet me by the woods.
Anyone interested in getting the hell out of here? Meet me by the woods.
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[ And yet, part of her hopes that he doesn't come. Tony's squishy without his suit. Asshole or not, she doesn't want him getting hurt. ]
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[ He's taking his promise to watch out for Steve seriously. ]
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We'll talk about it later. For now, meet us at the woods. Between houses 14 and 15. If you have weapons, bring them.
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[Jesus, she should have blocked people from signing up. She still could. But... she can't. They need all the firepower they've got, and they're going to die anyway. She'll just make sure Jesse is in the rear.]
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[This could still be a mistake. A terrible, terrible mistake.]
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[Yeah, that could come back to bite her in the ass. Sharon frowns. What she needs is for Kenzi to have a task that will keep her busy and, more importantly, out of the way.]
All I want from you is to help manage everyone who isn't coming. Try to keep them from killing each other. If you can.
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For the record, I'm not just taking newbies. I wouldn't be disinclined to ask for Kobra's help, if he were interested.
[Just let that sink in, Kenzi. Let it sink in.]
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I do this shit all the time, Sharon. I'm not some idiot civilian that's gonna get in the way! I can help. Are you seriously that freakin' against me that you're gonna say no to more help?
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I appreciate that you can help people amuse themselves in town, but I don't want to have to worry about you getting hurt or getting other people hurt.
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You're right. I can't think of anything right now.
You have forty seconds or we're leaving without you.
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[It's pretty obvious from his face and general tone of disapproval that he doesn't think so.]
...do you want me to... be on standby?
[Which is probably an even worse idea, but he's less sure of that.]
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I'm by the woods between houses 14 and 15.
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[He's not judging anymore; now he's just straight up uncomfortable, but he can't find a solid enough argument to tell her no, or that she's crazy, so...]
Okay. I'll be there. Him too. [Meaning the Hulk of course.]
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Lydia. I need you to go to my house. There's a box on the counter in the kitchen. You'll know what to do.
[In the box, a gun (old, obviously someone's old spare, but serviceable), a couple notebooks full of notes (all of it in code or in foreign languages; Sharon thinks Lydia will be able to figure out some, if not all of it), and a note telling Lydia that Sharon has recommended to Coulson that Lydia join SHIELD. She'll see to it that Lydia will be looked after as best as possible one way or another, that Lydia can help herself to whatever food is left in the house, and, since Sharon sucks at good-byes, there are just a couple sketches of self-defense moves and a scribble to tell Lydia to keep her defense up higher.]
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[One of the biggest lies she's ever told. Too bad. By the time Lydia realizes that, it'll be moot. She cuts the feed. If she survives, she'll try and get Lydia out. That's the whole point of this, after all. No point getting freaking mushy or any of that crap.]