Agent Level 6, Director of the Food Services Division aboard the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier.

"When the skies are looking above my dear, and your heart’s lost all it’s hope,
after dawn there will be sunshine and all the dust will go,
skies will clear up my darling, I wake up with the one I love the most,
and in the morning I’ll make you up some tea and toast.” -Lucy Spraggan

Current M!A: For the next 3 days, hearing any obscenities will cause you to be overcome with the overwhelming urge to kiss the person swearing. (Ends 6pm 7/30/14, open to all 'verses)

 

ravenfirethief:

theroboticist:

agentbrompton:

Hazel  shifted over carefully and put her arms around Tabby.  ”Shh, sweetie.  Shhh.  It might still happen.  Timing is just terrible, seems like.  At least you’re both safe here, right?”  

She stroked her hair and put her head to the scientist’s.  ”Listen.  How about some tea?  How does that sound?  Take a quick break with me.”  

Tabby jumped, surprised, when Hazel embraced her, then clung to the other woman as if she were drowning.

"She - I - I just - " Tabby tried to get the words out, but her sobs kept getting in the way. Finally, she gave up and nodded dumbly in response to Hazel’s suggestion, and let the other woman lead her away from her work.

That’s only going to work for a little while, you know. I’m new to your - sorry, this - planet, but if your media is to be believed, cloning experts are rather thin on the ground. Do either of you know anything that would fix this problem?

Tabby’s lack of reaction made it clear she, at least, was not privy to Mugi’s question.

"There’s only one person I know who might be able to, and the last time he created a living being, he was sixteen." Fred considered the question, then nodded. "It can’t hurt to ask, at least. Just a sec. Sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t expect to bring you into a meltdown when I called you here. At least you seem to be helping her - or at least not making it worse the way I would have. I’m going to try calling a friend, who might be able to help. I’m an idiot. I didn’t realize how unhappy she was."

Hazel led Tabby to the kitchen, had her sit and went about the task of making tea.  Shee found a tin of truffle stashed way and offered them to the distraught women.  ”Here, hon, this can help.   You need to calm, ground and center.”

Sweetheart…It’s alright.  She’s a friend, I’m glad to help her.  You go do what you need to do, call whomever.  And you are not an idiot.  Not.  You’re doing what you can, if she’s not able to talk to you about her problems, that’s not your fault at all.  Now come get some tea when you’re done, hmm?

fuascailt:

agentbrompton:

She smiled.  ”Oh, then…congratulations!  No, I never saw where you lived before.  This really is lovely.  Nice bit of space for you.  If you need any help with anything while I’m here, I’m happy to clean or sort or whatever.  But….sagging souffles.  Let’s talk about that first, see if we can figure out what they’re doing to you.  Take me to your kitchen!”

"Thankyou." He chuckles, nods at all the praise and, he agrees. It’s nice, he misses the rooftop the other place had but he’d get it back one day. Oh, no, Joshua wouldn’t want to force her to do that. "Maybe another day." He smiles and yes — the souffles! 

"Alright!" He nods and turns a little to his left, shoots an arm out towards the opposite side of where they were standing, and going to stand over the counter —  where a bunch of sad looking souffles had gotten dumped on mis matched plates because he only had one of those porcelain dishes to bake them in. "Here they are. Don’t mind the mess, I have no idea how it got there.." Ofcourse not. It was the puppy’s fault. Dogs don’t eat chocolate. 

"So, you think these are still edible or do I need to kill them dead..?"

She picked a piece of one up and tasted it, chewing carefully.  ”Hm.  Well….I think we do need to check your sugar levels, the flavour is good but a tad oversweet.  And just a bit crunchy, like it’s not entirely incorporated.  So…let’s keep these to compare against?  And let’s wash all the equipment, make sure it’s squeaky clean.  Then we can try a fresh recipe, okay?”

Saber and SHIELD: Side Story - Range Time

jedimastertank:

agentbrompton:

"They all do look pretty fearsome to me.  The…Gamorrean…just happens to be the ugliest.  The trooper in the armor…there’s something terribly frightening about a faceless foe.  Disturbing to not see their eyes.  Unfair, really."

She was still quite chuffed, his praise meant quite a lot.  ”Aye…please.  And thank you for this, Master Tank.”

He bowed his head slightly towards her in acknowledgement as she took up the next weapon and began sending scarlet bolts downrange.  This continued for well over a couple hours, with her trying out the carbine, and the other blaster pistol.  Her results with the carbine were better than with the pistol, which had a different behavior than the first one she used: much more precise with less kick.  They even increased the difficulty level to incorporate moving and reacting targets.  

Frequently, she was able to get several shots on them with the carbine, even as they moved at varying speeds: a holdover from her youth hunting birds, she said.  Her shots with both pistols were not as effective as the targets moved.  Those were probably the most disappointing results to her.  

“All in all, I would say that you’re a good shot, for one who hasn’t used a blaster before.  Not perfect of course, but you’re as good as one can expect from someone with some training.”  Tank mused, looking over the last results.  “I would suggest you work on leading targets better with pistols, and if you were to own a blaster, find one that fits your grip and hold style, and really get a feel for how it handles.  Also, you can relax your arm so you will lower your aim to a more center of the target zone.  Headshots are highly effective, but are extremely tough to get, so you’ll want to work more on getting in the center zone.”

As the the range began to shut down, he turned to her, clasping his hands behind his back.  “You do well, and given time and practice, you’d be better.  Not a gunslinger by any means, but you’d certainly be a solid marksman with a blaster.” 

"Thank you, so very much, Master Tank."  She bowed slightly and gave him a grin.  "I’ll keep up the practice, I promise. I’ll work it in more often.  Lead the target, relax and go for core shots.  And I’ll just have to keep going with the pistol practice.  Yes sir." 

She offered to help carry the cases back out to the counter and walked there with him.  ”So please, let me  know when I can cook for you and the other Master that you mentioned?   I look forward to it.”

frodofeels:

just and loyal // A Hufflepuff fanmix

"You might belong in Hufflepuff, Where they are just and loyal,Those patient Hufflepuffs are trueAnd unafraid of toil;”
There’s nothing better than cozying it up in the Hufflepuff den. With bunches of blankets, pillows and steaming cups of hot chocolate and fresh pumpkin juice, everyone is cuddled together in the common room and you help your friends with their homework. In turn they offer to proofread your essay. Someone passes around homemade cauldron cakes and ice mice.You talk about whatever takes your fancy.
01. The Cinematic Orchestra - To Build a Home 02. Capital Cities - Safe and Sound 03. Lana Del Ray - Young and Beautiful 04. The Fratellis - Babydoll 05. Passenger - Let Her Go 06. Art Garfunkel - Bright Eyes 07. Joe Purdy - Wash Away 08. Coldplay - Charlie Brown 09. Within Temptation - Pale 10. The Kooks - She Moves In Her Own Way 11. The Beatles - Here Comes the Sun 12. Birdy - People Help the People (listen)
more house tracks: Slytherin | Gryffindor | Ravenclaw

frodofeels:

just and loyal // A Hufflepuff fanmix

"You might belong in Hufflepuff, 
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;”

There’s nothing better than cozying it up in the Hufflepuff den. With bunches of blankets, pillows and steaming cups of hot chocolate and fresh pumpkin juice, everyone is cuddled together in the common room and you help your friends with their homework. In turn they offer to proofread your essay. Someone passes around homemade cauldron cakes and ice mice.You talk about whatever takes your fancy.

01. The Cinematic Orchestra - To Build a Home 02. Capital Cities - Safe and Sound 03. Lana Del Ray - Young and Beautiful 04. The Fratellis - Babydoll 05. Passenger - Let Her Go 06. Art Garfunkel - Bright Eyes 07. Joe Purdy - Wash Away 08. Coldplay - Charlie Brown 09. Within Temptation - Pale 10. The Kooks - She Moves In Her Own Way 11. The Beatles - Here Comes the Sun 12. Birdy - People Help the People (listen)

more house tracks: Slytherin | Gryffindor | Ravenclaw

Anonymous asked
M!A: For the next 3 days, hearing any obscenities will cause you to be overcome with the overwhelming urge to kiss the person swearing.

anyilherron:

agentbrompton:

anyilherron:

agentbrompton:

agentbrompton:

She woke up feeling perfectly fine.  Night shift tonight, so she got up, got dressed and went for a jog, intending to head to the gym after for some light weights and sparring with the practice dummies and bags.  It was a lovely day, really.  

Hazel grabbed on to the closest sparring target and held on for dear life.  ”Anyil…shhh.  I don’t know!  This is new!  I…I went to bed, I got up, I went for a run, and now…this.”

She blinked and eyed her friend.  ”Stop cursing.  Say something to me, anything.  Just…clean it up.”

"You’re asking an agitated soldier to stop cursing? How f - flipping effective is this going to be?" she groaned, dropping her head to her hands. "I’ll do it though, d - by golly." She winced, and raised her head. "Please tell me this is working."

"I…I think it is.  Just calm down."  She cocked her head slightly and glanced around as if looking and listening for something.  "Yeah.  I don’t feel the urge to kiss you." 

She sighed and hung her head a little.  ”I’m sorry, Anyil.  You’re a dear friend and I think this is a greyface thing.  It has to be.  It’s not like everyone on this ship doesn’t curse constantly.”

She got a horrified expression and looked to her again.  ”Oh my gods, I need to go lock myself in my quarters or get off this boat.  I’m going to make a fool of myself.”

Anyil’s eyes went wide as she processed the implication. “Holy sh- shingles. Um. I think isolation is the better option. And tell Agent Hill in writing why you’ll be out for however long this lasts, or you’ll be kissing her. A lot.”

Hazel went pale.  ”Oh…boy.  Yeah.  I’m going back to my quarters now.  I’ll live without a workout for….well, forever, if that’s how long this lasts.”

She backed away.  ”Sorry…again, Anyil.  Very sorry.”  

She put her earbuds back in, and turned the music up to unhealthy levels as she jogged back to her quarters, not stopping for love or money.

Anonymous asked
M!A: For the next 3 days, hearing any obscenities will cause you to be overcome with the overwhelming urge to kiss the person swearing.

anyilherron:

agentbrompton:

agentbrompton:

She woke up feeling perfectly fine.  Night shift tonight, so she got up, got dressed and went for a jog, intending to head to the gym after for some light weights and sparring with the practice dummies and bags.  It was a lovely day, really.  

Hazel grabbed on to the closest sparring target and held on for dear life.  ”Anyil…shhh.  I don’t know!  This is new!  I…I went to bed, I got up, I went for a run, and now…this.”

She blinked and eyed her friend.  ”Stop cursing.  Say something to me, anything.  Just…clean it up.”

"You’re asking an agitated soldier to stop cursing? How f - flipping effective is this going to be?" she groaned, dropping her head to her hands. "I’ll do it though, d - by golly." She winced, and raised her head. "Please tell me this is working."

"I…I think it is.  Just calm down."  She cocked her head slightly and glanced around as if looking and listening for something.  "Yeah.  I don’t feel the urge to kiss you." 

She sighed and hung her head a little.  ”I’m sorry, Anyil.  You’re a dear friend and I think this is a greyface thing.  It has to be.  It’s not like everyone on this ship doesn’t curse constantly.”

She got a horrified expression and looked to her again.  ”Oh my gods, I need to go lock myself in my quarters or get off this boat.  I’m going to make a fool of myself.”

Anonymous asked
M!A: For the next 3 days, hearing any obscenities will cause you to be overcome with the overwhelming urge to kiss the person swearing.

anyilherron:

agentbrompton:

anyilherron:

agentbrompton:

She woke up feeling perfectly fine.  Night shift tonight, so she got up, got dressed and went for a jog, intending to head to the gym after for some light weights and sparring with the practice dummies and bags.  It was a lovely day, really.  

"I just - " Anyil began, before she felt Hazel’s lips brush against hers. She whirled to look at her friend, eyebrows raised in shock. "What the fuck was that about, Hazel?" She looked at her friend, but nothing seemed outwardly wrong; still, motherly as Hazel might be, a kiss on the lips was out of character.

Hazel leaned in and gave another small kiss before she could stop herself, followed by an immediate step back with hands going over her mouth in surprise.  

"Anyil!  I….I’m sorry?!  I have no idea!"

"Jesus Christ, what the Hell is going on? Are you feeling alright?" she asked, still shocked and more than a bit baffled, stepping back and bringing her hands up to prevent another repeat. "I doubt you’ve conceived a sudden passion for me, so what in God’s Holy Name has come over you? Have you been kissing anyone else, or is it just me?"

Hazel grabbed on to the closest sparring target and held on for dear life.  ”Anyil…shhh.  I don’t know!  This is new!  I…I went to bed, I got up, I went for a run, and now…this.”

She blinked and eyed her friend.  ”Stop cursing.  Say something to me, anything.  Just…clean it up.”

Anonymous asked
M!A: For the next 3 days, hearing any obscenities will cause you to be overcome with the overwhelming urge to kiss the person swearing.

anyilherron:

agentbrompton:

anyilherron:

agentbrompton:

She woke up feeling perfectly fine.  Night shift tonight, so she got up, got dressed and went for a jog, intending to head to the gym after for some light weights and sparring with the practice dummies and bags.  It was a lovely day, really.  

Anyil was working off a long shift and two straight nights of nightmares on the punching bags. It was fairly slow, and she dimly registered someone entering as she ran through her evade-and-strike moves. She had been doing fairly well, so true to the day’s form, she misjudged her step and the punch that was supposed to hit fairly lightly came from much closer range, with much more force, nearly dislocating her arm as she hit the dummy. “Putasemea! Fuck me uspidedown and backwards!” she spat vehemently, using her uninjured arm to pull the damaged one into place and letting her healing take care of the rest.

Hazel stiffened slightly at hearing the curse, and eyed Anyil with a mix of concern and…something else.  She blinked and walked over to her, eyeing her arm.  ”Anyil, luv, what’d you do? ”  She leaned in and kissed the corner of her friend’s mouth before she could even think about it.  

"I just - " Anyil began, before she felt Hazel’s lips brush against hers. She whirled to look at her friend, eyebrows raised in shock. "What the fuck was that about, Hazel?" She looked at her friend, but nothing seemed outwardly wrong; still, motherly as Hazel might be, a kiss on the lips was out of character.

Hazel leaned in and gave another small kiss before she could stop herself, followed by an immediate step back with hands going over her mouth in surprise.  

"Anyil!  I….I’m sorry?!  I have no idea!"

Anonymous asked
M!A: For the next 3 days, hearing any obscenities will cause you to be overcome with the overwhelming urge to kiss the person swearing.

anyilherron:

agentbrompton:

She woke up feeling perfectly fine.  Night shift tonight, so she got up, got dressed and went for a jog, intending to head to the gym after for some light weights and sparring with the practice dummies and bags.  It was a lovely day, really.  

Anyil was working off a long shift and two straight nights of nightmares on the punching bags. It was fairly slow, and she dimly registered someone entering as she ran through her evade-and-strike moves. She had been doing fairly well, so true to the day’s form, she misjudged her step and the punch that was supposed to hit fairly lightly came from much closer range, with much more force, nearly dislocating her arm as she hit the dummy. “Putasemea! Fuck me uspidedown and backwards!” she spat vehemently, using her uninjured arm to pull the damaged one into place and letting her healing take care of the rest.

Hazel stiffened slightly at hearing the curse, and eyed Anyil with a mix of concern and…something else.  She blinked and walked over to her, eyeing her arm.  ”Anyil, luv, what’d you do? ”  She leaned in and kissed the corner of her friend’s mouth before she could even think about it.  

Anonymous asked
M!A: For the next 3 days, hearing any obscenities will cause you to be overcome with the overwhelming urge to kiss the person swearing.

She woke up feeling perfectly fine.  Night shift tonight, so she got up, got dressed and went for a jog, intending to head to the gym after for some light weights and sparring with the practice dummies and bags.  It was a lovely day, really.  

asecretagentleman:

agentbrompton:

asecretagentleman:

"You shouldn’t wear so high heels, Princess, you’re going to trip. Here let me help you for the first dance of the night."

"But they’re the only way this dress fit without taking the hem in! And really. This dress doesn’t deserve that."
She grinned up to him. ” Don’t worry about me. I can keep up. Now let’s see what you’ve got.”

Jean chuckled “You already saw what I have. Don’t tempt me. I don’t want to be guilty of making the prettiest girl in the room trip on her dress.” He tested the fabric between his fingers. “Is that real silk?”

Hazel laughed.  ”Tch, fine, be that way.  You dance very well, you know…and I’ve missed this.  Loki and I used to go dancing quite a lot…it was fun, a chance to dress up and show off the skills.”  She leaned her cheek to his and kept up with no trouble.  
"It is.  I won’t say i bought it at full price, but it wasn’t cheap.  I do like it quite a lot."

asecretagentleman:

agentbrompton:

asecretagentleman:

"You shouldn’t wear so high heels, Princess, you’re going to trip. Here let me help you for the first dance of the night."

"But they’re the only way this dress fit without taking the hem in! And really. This dress doesn’t deserve that."

She grinned up to him. ” Don’t worry about me. I can keep up. Now let’s see what you’ve got.”

Jean chuckled “You already saw what I have. Don’t tempt me. I don’t want to be guilty of making the prettiest girl in the room trip on her dress.” He tested the fabric between his fingers. “Is that real silk?”

Hazel laughed.  ”Tch, fine, be that way.  You dance very well, you know…and I’ve missed this.  Loki and I used to go dancing quite a lot…it was fun, a chance to dress up and show off the skills.”  She leaned her cheek to his and kept up with no trouble.  

"It is.  I won’t say i bought it at full price, but it wasn’t cheap.  I do like it quite a lot."

agentbrompton asked
I need a hug.

actslikeeverybodysdad:

*he blinks and wraps his arms around her* What’s wrong?

"Just having a low day. Feeling ridiculously needy and…besides, damn, you give good hugs." She sighed and buried her face against his chest and soaked up the hug.

shielddeputydirector:

agentbrompton:

Hazel laughed.  ”Good attitude.  I can help with that you know.  We’ll find all the tasty, tasty drinks and get proper tans.  Sleep in late for once, stay up late as we like.”

"I’ve never asked, because..well, it’s just never come up.  Do you like swimming, snorkeling, that sort of thing?"

"All of the above, in addition to SCUBA diving, and free-diving. I am also fully checked out for cave diving. There’s these cenotes in South America, all over the place. There’s rivers under the water sometimes, and it’s pretty awesome."

Everyone had a hobby.

"Wonderful.  Think maybe I can get a SCUBA certification in while we’re here then?"  She kicked back in the chair and watched as the clouds flew by.  "I know there are places that offer it…it’d be fun.  And I’d be able maybe to keep up with you at some point under water."

She chuckled a bit.  ”But…sun and sand and good booze first.  Right?  Relaxation!  Bring it on.”