#coulsoncorazon

Chris turned at the sound of her name falling out of unfamiliar lips, eyes resting on a woman who’s most recognizable feature was the azure lurid sea-green colors of her waving tresses, carelessly flopped atop fair shoulders. A quick glance breezing over her attire, a badge nipped on her blouse confirmed she was a fellow agent. 

“Yes?” she responded with a light chirp, hand tugging at her own badge to make sure it was there and haven’t fallen off. Chris has seen the woman countless of times while on base, but didn’t spare a word till now.

"Lieutenant Jackson!" 

Elliot whirled around from the pretty girl he'd been talking to, and smirked at the man who'd bellowed out his last name. The girl purred, and ran a finger over Elliot's suit lapel, and with a laugh, Elliot headed towards the officer who'd called him.

Elliot hadn't wanted to join the Royal Navy. But his father, noting Elliot's tendency to hang around with the greasers of the town and spend his nights out drinking, had signed Elliot up.

So here he was - Lieutenant Elliot Joel Jackson of the Royal Navy. 

[t;] ...That would work. 

[t;] -blank text-

[t;] Kiss yourself for me?

[t;] Give Fluff a kiss for me.

[t;] Can you Skype tonight, Lyn?

[t;] Your cat is awesome and my new favorite animal.

[t;] I miss you, by the way.

Vortex looked over at her perimeter alarm, someone had set it off.  She did a quick check of her cameras before slipping a small pistol from under her desk and tucking into her holster under her jacket.  She unlocks the door and headed to meet her uninvited guest.

"Can I help you?" She asked brushing a strand of her hair behind one of her pointed ears.