Commander Maria Hill @begthreedaysin-archive - Tumblr Blog

The Battle of New York was the end of the world. This, now, is the new world.

. . . I need a cocktail and a lobotomy.

Yeah it went as expected. S.H.I.E.L.D. implodes and everyone wants answers. The CIA, NSA, NRO, them I can handle but Congress? Congress is like kindergarten.

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teenagers will be teenagers | continued from x | @begthreedaysin

“Uh… the first, I think?” She pulled a nearby chair over to sit closer to Maria and explain the whole thing.

“I’ve been to this shitty party last week and I really didn’t want to be rude ‘cause it’s my new class but the party was terrible. Like, terrible terrible, you know? So I wanted to go home already and I told them I was getting drunk and probably should go and like, that worked fine but now they all think I’m a total lightweight, and that’s apparently lame so. I was wondering how much it usually takes for a normal person who can get drunk to get drunk so next time I can use that excuse more accordingly.” Or maybe drink far more than that and get some better reputation. But she didn’t really want to admit to that part.

“Okay, well, the first thing to know is that the average teenager will call you a lightweight no matter how much you can actually drink. Unless you can drink Thor under the table, they will use the taunt to make you feel inferior because the average teenager hasn’t learned any better.” Maria had been so grateful to get out of high school, for the structure JROTC had given her and the other cadets. Working for respect in the Corps had been a thousand times less stressful than high school social interactions.

“As for the science, the generally accepted rule of thumb is that anything over one drink per hour will get you some degree of drunk. The trick is that ‘one drink’ differs depending upon the type of alcohol. It will take the average person about twelve ounces of beer to reach that point, but only five ounces of wine or a couple ounces -- or less -- of hard liquor.”

Sitting forward so she could rest her arms on the edge of the desk, hands clasped, Maria looked the younger woman in the eye. “If you were one of my agents in training, I’d tell you to practice those amounts, so you know what it feels like to you and you can fake it better in the field. But, since you’re not an agent, I’ll tell you something a little more useful for dealing with the average high school student: Don’t pretend to get drunk as an excuse. You want to leave a party because it’s terrible? You just leave. If you have to say something, say you’re leaving because the party sucks. Put the inferiority on the party rather than give them an opening to put it on you.”

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Playing Doctor || Closed (Maria & Natasha)

notuptoyou‌:

“They’re fine. They’re ghost hunting.” The burner she had hadn’t started ringing, so there wasn’t any emergency. Or at least not one that required the ‘break glass in case of emergency’ phone.

“I was chasing a different lead and found myself in need of assistance.” Because she was a very talented woman, but it was hard to stitch a bullet wound you couldn’t actually see. And assistance in this case had meant Maria. She was a bit more under the radar than most of her other nursemaids.

“I’ll catch up with them later. I know where to find them.” Mostly because the list of safe houses she’d given them hadn’t been on SHIELD’s radar, so they were still good after the leak. “You might be stuck with me for a day or so first.” At least until she could go back on the run without drawing attention.

Maria mentally filed the information about the others away without another word. It was enough information she could guess what they were doing, if not the specifics, if she had to do so. But, as she didn't need to know, she could push it off her mental radar until the day she did. It was enough to know the group of them had split for now.

"I suppose it's a good thing I was left here to mind the store while Nick went out looking for a couple of his more reclusive contacts," she said, snapping the med kit closed and sliding it back under the kitchen sink. The light was better in there than the bathroom...not that Maria didn't have a med kit in there, too, plus one in the sleeping loft of the studio that served as her own safehouse here.

"You're welcome for as long as you need." Standing, she leaned one hip on the edge of the counter and casually folded her arms. "Shower's free if you want it now and I'll pull out some non-bullet-hole-filled clothes for you. I just stocked the kitchen. So, if you're hungry I can fix something up. Probably should get some iron into you to counter some of that blood loss."

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Back Home || Will & Maria

willdaniels‌:

will’s leg shook nervously as he waited to speak with this maria hill. coulson had set up the meeting thinking that she might find his story and information useful. useful for what – he had no idea. but he would tell her everything about the planet maveth and what his life had been like for the last 14 years. the thought made him snort. really – what was there to tell? everyday was just him trying to survive or beg for a swift death. if anything, coulson and the rest of his team knew more about the hydra stuff. will had just been an unknowingly pawn in all of that. a sacrifice to the inhuman who inhabited the planet with him.

when he heard the door opening, he quickly smoothed his hand through his hair. it was nice to finally have a proper haircut and shave – at least he looked presentable and not as malnourished as he had been a month ago. his dark brown eyes scanned over the woman’s features – she looked all business. he was used to that, though, having spent some time in the air force and being around women of high rank. jemma, to a degree, was like that. she was bossy and he found that quite attractive. his stomach did one of those weird flip-flops that made him feel ill when he thought of her now. they had been together for three months on the planet, they had fallen in love, and then she got rescued. she ended up coming back for him and he thought their relationship would pick up where it was left off. however, she told him that her feelings were conflicted between him and her best friend. she wanted to step back for awhile so she could figure things out. even though earth was full of people and life – he never felt more lonely.

“good morning,” will said, standing up and put his hand out for the woman to shake. “captain william daniels.” he hadn’t been in the military or nasa for over a decade, but he assumed he still held his title. “it’s nice to meet you.”

@begthreedaysin

There were very few people Maria trusted. She shared that trait with her predecessor, in fact. It was a hazard of the job they did and the rank they held. True, she felt like there were more people she actually trusted. Fury's trust had always seemed...limited. Maybe it was by necessity. But, even with her, it always felt like there were things he held back, compartments with zero access that had nothing to do with his personal life. Even Maria locked the personal compartments up tighter than rumours of Captain America's virginity. But, Phil Coulson was one of those few people Maria trusted explicitly with the job. If he said there was something about this Captain Daniels she would be interested in, Maria would meet with the man to find out if Phil was correct.

She'd asked Phil to set up the meeting at a neutral site. Maybe, it was more accurate to call it a shadow site, a secret location not known to be connected to S.H.I.E.L.D. In the aftermath of Project Insight and the Hydra debacle, the last thing she needed was to be seen having secret meetings with anyone on S.H.I.E.L.D. premises that she didn't want irrevocably tied to the agency. Part of her wished for the comfort of her field uniform instead of the dark shirt and skirt she'd opted for. She wasn't Pepper Potts who could make heels seem deadly, merely efficient. But, she didn't want to make this **look** like an interrogation.

"Captain Daniels." Nodding politely as she entered, Maria took his hand in a strong grip to shake firmly. She smiled just a bit as she motioned for him to sit and took her own seat. "Please, have a seat. I'm Maria Hill, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. I understand from Agent Coulson you've had quite a time of the last fourteen years. I understand we have you to thank for the safe return of Agent Simmons, as well."

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"How much alcohol does a person usually need to get drunk? Asking for a friend."

Maria raised an eyebrow, facial expression otherwise remaining neutral as she looked up from the computer screen where she’d been monitoring some weird chatter. Leaning back in her chair, she let one elbow rest on the back of it, her other hand still set lightly on the keys in front of her.

“Are you asking for the scientific and biological explanation? Or is this ‘friend’ of yours looking for information on how to drink their problems away the fastest?”

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“Who’s Becker?”

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“It’s hard to connect with someone when all they do is push you away.”

Deep Ass Starters || …accepting

Maria’s new Manhattan apartment was small in the way so many in the city were. It was a studio since it was only her living there, had only ever been Maria. But, it was light and airy, one wall nothing but windows – glass doors, really, that led out to the small balcony overlooking Central Park – in a way that would be terrifying for it’s sightlines if Maria hadn’t made sure it was on the park side of the building. It’s small size meant it was difficult for the spies and agents she chose to surround herself with to sneak up on her. Not that they couldn’t, but it was more difficult, since she could hear everything in the apartment, even without being a super soldier or some other such ‘super’ person.

She was only human trying to protect an enhanced world.

The pull-out sofa that doubled as a bed when she was afforded the luxury of sleeping at home was pushed against a wall to one side of the window. From it, she could look out over the Jackie O reservoir when the balcony doors were open. She was sitting there, knees pulled up so she could wrap her arms around them, contemplating five years of not existing, when she heard Natasha speak. “I’m not sure most people in this world want to connect to anyone these days. It’s much simpler to fake it and pretend, at least until the next disaster when they realize no one would miss them if they were gone.”

Smirking softly, she turned her head to regard the redhead with haunted eyes. “Or were you referring to someone more specifically?”

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