#trerncrs

sometimes molly spends time at shield and follows daisy around all day. if she has to leave she always leaves a little sticky note on daisy’s computer, telling her where she’s going. she used to sign them with molly but now she just leaves a drawing of a crown at the bottom.

Lincoln glanced across at Daisy as they walked. “You look pretty nice,” he commented, a slight smile gracing his lips. “So, what’s the plan here then?” He asked. “We just get in and have a look around? And see who we can find? Or do you actually know of some inhumans that will be here?”

      jemma’s heart was racing, pulses driving her as she bypassed the security lock. the moment she’d found out about keller’s disappearance she looked into it, she HAD to find her. not just for fitz but for herself too, keller was only a child mindlessly pulled into the works of SHIELD, just like most people. there was a special place in jemma’s heart for the brunette, she’d watched her grow up. treated her as more of a family member than a friend. she would not let her die not tonight, not tomorrow, ( not ever ). jemma wasn’t exactly against killing, sure she had moments of hesitation but there was no way in hell anyone was hurting keller. as the metal doors slide in their opposite direction the biochemist slide against the nearest wall gun held out in front of her before she swung around the corner. the familiar brunette came into view, a petite finger putting just enough pressure on the trigger so she was ready at any given moment. ‘’ i suggest you LET HER GO before you get yourself in a very messy situation, sir. ‘’ 

     ‘’ she was a stereotypical bad girl . - yes i know, surprise surprise but she did have a bit of spunk to her. she fit in really well as much as the other three wouldn’t like to admit, we were all so new to the whole team perspective it was weird to bring in a complete stranger that didn’t work within’ SHIELD but we clicked, we worked together and she’s been there for me ever since. when i first met her i wanted to be something like her, have an edge to myself -- but the more and more we came together i realized she was my other half. i would never be like her and she would never be like me, but we evened one another out and -- i guess you could say she’s the ying to my yang. now go wash up, she’ll be home soon. ‘’

it’s part of the theme, loser @trerncrs