Two Mercenaries

"May God have mercy on my enemies, because I won't..." - General George Patton

[crossbonesandbatroc]

[Bucky]

“I wasn’t strong, Rumlow. I was lucky. Rogers was the one who was strong, not me. It was painful, and terrifying, but I remembered. And once I did, I knew I would never go back to HYDRA. Because for the first time in seventy years I had a choice. This is the choice I’ve made, because I value my freedom more than I fear HYDRA. If you can’t say the same? Then I really do feel sorry for you, because that means you’re more of a puppet than I ever was.”

Puppet. He hated that word, he was no one’s puppet. Brock made his own decisions but then again had he made the decision to join HYDRA on his own free will? If he couldn’t even remember that moment without feeling the pain, that must not be true. His frustration mounted and with hand clenched into a fist, he punched the wall.”I don’t know anymore, okay!”

[crossbonesandbatroc]

|Open|

[crossbonesandbatroc]

[Customer]

She let out a deep breath. “Alright. What’s the number?” Amelia questioned, her body still tensed, her eyes watching him intently. Already in her mind, she was trying to figure out how she was going to pay him, but she was really at his mercy in this situation. She’d find a way, somehow.

Batroc smirked and kept his arms crossed over his broad chest as he moved towards her.”How much are you willing to pay?” He asked with a small tilt of his head. He’d she just what she was willing to offer and take it from there on his own terms.

[crossbonesandbatroc]

[Pain in the Ass Agent]

Katelyn snickered at his remark, and refrained from commenting. The last thing she’d ask for right now was his sympathy. As promised, she handed him her gun. “Remember, this never happened. If I get a HYDRA agent chasing my tail and find out you told them anything, I’m coming after you,” she warned. 

Brock took it, watching her carefully as he did so. Never did he think he’d make a deal where he left one alive. It bothered him but he could get his revenge later if necessary.”I know kid, I’ll keep my promise as long as you keep your’s. No SHIELD agents on my ass after I leave this building. Or you’re dead.”

[crossbonesandbatroc]

[Agent]

Anna dropped to the floor almost immediately, at least avoiding the liquor hitting her face directly.  She still got wet, and that annoyed the hell out of her.  Granted, he was obviously a far better physical fighter than she was.  She wouldn’t even bother engaging him in that way.  She also felt bad for the Agent who’d just taken one to the head, but…well…sometimes they were collateral damage, after all.

Her hand went up, making it easier to steady her abilities.  She closed her eyes and focused on his mind.  It put her more at risk if she couldn’t stop him, but she was pretty confident she could.  “Hold.  Still.”

Batroc was fighting off the other agents with ease. A smirk evident on his face as he did so, revelled in the fact his abilities far exceeded the training given to these agents sent to recapture him. Easily finishing off the last two, he turned his attention to the woman who had confronted him in the beginning.  But then something went wrong. His eyes widened and he found himself unable to move. He was standing still despite his best efforts to move.”What are you doing?” Batroc snapped, looking over at the female agent.

[crossbonesandbatroc]

[Anna]

                ❝How do you feel about Tatooine?❞

“The desert planet? I have no problem with it.” He was sure there he could find more work to do.

[crossbonesandbatroc]

[Barton]

Alex forced herself to sit up when the man dragged a chair across the room. The legs of the chair screeched as he put it down across the table. Alex rubbed her eyes, blinking a few times before finally looking at the man in front of her. She remembered him as one of those STRIKE guys, trained to go toe-to-toe with DEVGRU and the Avengers. All of them had turned out to be HYDRA, though…

Alex didn’t respond to his question. He’d drugged her, with something that probably wouldn’t be available in the regular drug stores. So she was leverage, either to get information out of her father or to get him to be their little spy– the latter would be quite unlikely, considering his background with being forced to  betray SHIELD. “He’s not gonna give you anything, you know?” Alex said, finally breaking the silence. Her voice was hoarse and it hurt her throat to speak, but she kept her eyes focused on the man. “You’ve got nothing on him.”

Brock watched her, an evil grin spreading across his face the silent minutes ticked by. She was tougher than she looked, braver too. But he was going to take this as stupidity, not answering proved nothing to him.  It only made it that much more fun to break down those who had more fight in them than others.

Her response made him chuckle, it was funny really. Having the young Barton try to figure out just what they were doing with her was highly amusing.”Oh? You don’t think we can?” He gave a mocking tilt of his head as he spoke.”Because I think holding his daughter in our captivity is something to have on Hawkeye.”

[crossbonesandbatroc]

@rooks-moonbears: [x]

Brock watched her move past him, casting a glare down in her direction. He stood in his same place, not moving from where he could see everything. But he still couldn’t see why he just had to work this event off all things and of all agents to have do this. It bothered him. After her request for help, Rumlow motioned for the man near her to give her some which he did rather quickly. He figured that’s what he needed to do in the first place.”You headin’ back on stage now or what? Get moving.” Brock added once the agent was done.

[crossbonesandbatroc]

[Investigator]

“I suppose you’ll be waiting in your quarters, sadly this IS stopping you from working until we’re sure what happened”He nods

Of course this would happen. Brock enjoyed his work and now he couldn’t even do that, now his free time he guessed would be him at the gym and shooting range.”Fine, this is bullshit but I don’t have a choice.”

[crossbonesandbatroc]

Thanksgiving Time

[crossbonesandbatroc]

[Hero]

“They only seem like that, My family was like that as well, but it’s because they love their family and their cooking.” He said.

Batroc shrugged.”Fair enough, so quick to defend the holiday.” He noted with arms crossed over his chest. The mercenary still thought it an odd day.”But it is an American tradition, non?”

[crossbonesandbatroc]

[Alex]

“Well, yeah, I can definitely see the danger and excitement in doing that,” Alex replied with a laugh and a smile, making another note in her notepad. “Have you always been into stuff like that? Like, I don’t know, were you an adrenaline junky as a kid, or something?”

Brock shrugged at her question.”I was always drawn to action, before being here I was a SEAL.” He explained to the young reporter.”Hell, it’s how I ended up getting the job here and being in charge of my own team.”

[crossbonesandbatroc]

"What do you mean to me? Let's just go with 'deadly temptation.'"

 Meme: Accepting

“Oh? And what’s that mean exactly Coulson?”

[govthookercoulson]

“Yes so I don’t need to be harrassing anyone. That said, take your gorgeous distracting ass out of my office, I have actual work to do.” Which is being liberally assisted by a bottle of wine. Yay holidays.

[crossbonesandbatroc]

“Yes sir.” Brock gave a wink and a salute, the smirk still strongly evident on his face before he turned to leave.

[blackwidowandco]

Together forever? ((Closed))

[crossbonesandbatroc]

[Red]

“Not particularly, no.” Nat grabbed her purse and turned to face him. “Ready?”

“Fair enough.” Brock replied as he walked towards here.”Yeah I’m ready, now let’s get goin. I want to work on that tan of mine.”

[crossbonesandbatroc]

[Little Rumlow]

“N-No!” Alex protested quickly, sitting up. The fast movement made her wince, though, and she quickly backed down. “No doctors…”

Brock quickly moved back to her side, helping her lay down so she wouldn’t hurt herself more. He was confused at her sudden reaction and the statement that followed it.”Why no doctors?”

[indyiisms]

              “ Its not the YEARS, honey. It’s the MILEAGE. ”

[crossbonesandbatroc]

"What happened to you?!" //Alex seeing him burned for the first time?

“Rogers, Rogers and his annoying group of friends did this to me.” Brock grumbled, anger clearly etched into his tone.

[alex-barton-blog-deactivated202]

“Hey– stop,” Alex carefully put a hand on his shoulder. “Stop moving before you hurt yourself even more…”

[crossbonesandbatroc]

Brock looked up at her and laid back down.”Fine, but this is gonna annoy the shit outta me real fast.” He grumbled.

[crossbonesandbatroc]

[Little Rumlow]

Alex shrugged, the smile not leaving her face. “You said I should be persistent, right?”

Brock closed his eyes and let out a sigh. She listened and learned too well.”You’re right. Doesn’t mean I like it.”

[crossbonesandbatroc]

[Asset]

“I just can’t kill someone in front of thirty children!” He’s hyperventilating when he stops. He knows he’s supposed to do it anyway, but he can’t.

“Well too fuckin’ bad.” Brock hissed, jaw clenching as he did so. The asset should know better then try to fight back, try to not follow orders. Pierce wouldn’t stand for it.