onearmofhydra:

Things were going according to plan. Viper was quite please by the way things were progressing. Alliances had been made. Plans were laid and the attack against the RenTech factory had been a great decoy. The real attack had been on another RenTech factory where working Zero Point Energy Modules were being stored. Once she had her hands on an energy source powerful enough to power the weapon scientists had develop she could initiate the next part of her plan.

The weapon was almost powerful enough to blacken a large city, but Olivia had other plans. More important plans. The ZPEM was put into the weapon and the weapon was on a large cargo ship in the Atlantic a few miles off the coast of New York Habor. The weapon was powered up.

A blinding white light shot forth from the weapon and blazed a trail across the sky. The light slammed into the Helicarrier, SHIELD's flying fortress.

While the distraction of the impact of the ion pulse slammed into the Helicarrier, a small flying craft came in right behind the blinding white light. It landed on the deck while panic and chaos broke out on the flying fortress.

dolemecknight:

Dolemeck returned from New Orleans after taking the time to finally explore his own sexuality. The woman he had met in the city decided it was best if the two just parted ways, as he lived too far away for her. It broke Dolemeck's heart, as that was the first person he was truly intimate with. But Argo told him there would always be other women and to keep his head up.

Once back in New York City, he was once again in that empty apartment. His boss at the used bookstore called, offering his job back, so he decided to take it to give him something to do. And that is what he was doing now.

Dressed in a white dress shirt, an apron with the book store's logo upon it, some black slacks, and some dress shoes, Dolemeck work at the counter of the store. He smiled and helped anyone who needed it. he even figured out how to work the register, now. Even how paper money worked. if only his cousin could see him now. He would be proud.

shieldbratgirl:

Nikki was up on the deck of the helicarrier, cup of coffee in hand with a pensive expression. She had had a cloud over her ever since her brother had left. They fought like...well...siblings, and she was constantly giving him a hard time but...he was her brother. Even if he was off in burocracy heaven...she missed her brother deeply, not that she'd ever admit it.

shield_legacy:

Lena would receive a package containing a few bottles of beer Tim brewed and a tee shirt that had the molecular formula for caffeine on it. In addition he sent a pound of Kona roast coffee. The card inside included an invitation to dinner on a night of her choosing.

shieldbratgirl:

The Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. need some serious down time. The personal stresses were starting to outweight the professional stresses, and that was saying something. The answer? Copious amounts of alcohol, darts, and quite possibly kareoke. Nikki was down for at least two of the three as she got the first round of Patron shots.

nextgen_parent:

The S.H.I.E.L.D. field team would receive an urgent summons to report to the main briefing room.

girlspy:

Alice considered herself to be largely fueled by coffee. Actually, if anyone had to ask, she was probably fueled by about sixty percent coffee, forty percent of everything else that kept people going. Coffee was a very important staple, and she couldn't go too long without it. Especially in the mornings. And as Alice was not a morning person by any sense of the word, the first thing she did in the mornings was go straight to the mess hall to raid the coffee part. Most people knew to steer clear of Agent Dugan until she had a coffee cup in her hands.

After filling up her favorite coffee mug, the one with tiny Captain Americas chasing tiny Red Skulls on it, Alice grabbed a bagel and some fruit. She found any empty table and took a seat.

_flyboy_:

Brad had been assigned drop off and pick up duty for a SHIELD team going after a HYDRA weather control device project. It was a pretty easy mission from the info he had been given about the assignment and that had proven to be true. Well a least until someone had messed up big time and broke the experimental prototype device. That caused the weather around the base to go haywire.

Now Brad found himself flying in a clunky mission transport trying to fly through a couple of scary looking tornadoes. He was really wishing he was in something with a bit more flight maneuver ability right now. It was taking all of his skill to keep some measure of control of planes flight. But needless to say things were pretty bumpy right now up in the air with a high chance of being upgraded from bumpy to crashy soon.

shield_legacy:

Tim tried not to forget birthdays, but occasionally one slipped by. Thankfully this time he was only a day late. He got his hands on a book of the history of aircraft for Brad and threw in a gift card to Amazon. Along with those two items, Tim put in a slip of paper promising Brad first dibs on the new experimental aircraft that would be ready soon.

battle_shield:

 Director Fury was calling for an update on various operations. Josh's job was keeping track of developments from various criminal organizations and superhuman threats. As such, he was among those called.

shieldbratgirl:

**BAM** **BAM** **BAM**

A Smith and Wesson 686 Plus.

**BAM** **BAM** **BAM**

A Glock G22.

**BAM** **BAM** **BAM**

A Ruger Blackhawk...and finally her favorite.

**BAM** **BAM** **BAM**

The Walther PPK was warm in her hand as she watched the smoke clear in the small private shooting range deep inside the helicarrier. There may be better ways to spend a Saturday night..but Nikki Coulson couldn't think of many as she put the firearm down and flicked the switch, bringing the silhouette of the vaguely threatening man closer to check her grouping.