Condor &amp;Bluejay

"Boo, whatever. Time travel or not, I’m technically older!" She rolled her eyes. "It’s the past, Donna. Trust me, I know how hard it is to let go of things they’ve done it the past- hanging onto it only makes it hurt more."

"It hurts worse when you know your dad can time travel. He was physically gone for an entire year and a half, Sarah. I know he couldn't help it, but part of me still thinks...thinks that he could've." She glanced towards the ground, unable to meet her eyes. "I know I shouldn't be complaining. I hold this stupid little grudge against him when I know he's had to force himself to deal with things that are so much worse."

"Boo! I am so older than you, Donna. Remember that." She huffed in mild irritation. "Your dad is a really good man, Donna. He’s done a lot of good."

"Time travel aside, I'm a year older than you, Sarah! Besides, you'll never see me. Unless I fall off a roof again like I did at David's birthday party." She nodded, smiling gently. "I know. But I'm biased about him, I think. Part of me still hasn't really forgiven some things he's done in the past."

"Excuse you, I am a crack shot. I am perfectly fine on my own." She paused briefly. "For the most part." Sarah laughed, shaking her head. "That’s possibly why he’s better as a sniper, since that doesn’t really require him to come up with an alias."

#nixparemlanaevocatae #codename; condor

"Still. I'm keeping an eye on all of you." She pouted playfully. "Yeah. But his name still gets passed around, plus he's got to deal with that second personality while keeping in character." Donna grimaced briefly - she'd never seen Sebastian's alternate personality completely, but she'd seen situations where her father's personalities had started to bleed into each other, where his morals and emotion began to disappear.

"Yeah, but after the way Dad died the first time? I’m surprised she even let me near this." Sarah rolled her eyes slightly. "You’re good at the double lives thing, though, Donna."

"In any case, I'm not letting anything bad happen to my fellow Avenger kids. We stick together, got it?" Donna shrugged, giving a small chuckle. "It's because I'm used to it. I'm not sure how Dad did it - the only thing he can keep consistent is his accent. And David's terrible at lying, so that's that."

"Mom was excited when I actually joined. Weird, right? You’d think she would have kept me as far away as humanly possible from all of this, after Dad." She pressed her lips into a thin line, swallowing dryly. "Oh well."

"She helped found SHIELD, after all. You're her daughter, Sarah, I think she'd be excited for you no matter what." She smiled gently, speaking quietly. "For me, it's just...well, at this point, my entire family has aliases. They don't want us to have to lead double lives, but I really don't mind."

"Christ, you would." She chuckled at the mental image. "Well, yeah, they are. It’s definitely a lot to live up to, right? So much pressure to do well."

"Oh, yes." She raised her eyebrows, sighing. "Of course. Part of me thinks our parents never wanted David and me in SHIELD, but I can't see me anywhere else - David can at least take over the family cannery, he's already being trained to."

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"I was the baby, so yeah. You have to be overprotective. I’m sure it’s in the big sister handbook or something. Linda wasn’t like that though, she hated me and Jeremy."

"Oh no, I was overbearingly so at one point. I did background checks on the guests at his birthday party when he was 12. Mom and Dad tell it to every agent that doesn't already know about it." She shook her head, slightly embarrassed. "Every family is different. But our actual families are pretty similar, aren't they? With everyone involved in SHIELD and all."

"He might as well at this point. He’s stumbled past me to the medics more times than I’d care to count." Sarah chuckled a little. "Siblings are like that. I remember. Linda was hell and Jeremy was a tricky little shit."

#nixparemlanaevocatae #codename; bluejay #((AW YISS))

"I think he did it at first for Mom and Dad. I followed Mom into espionage, so he needed to follow Dad into sniping." Donna laughed with her, expression brightening. "He'd say I'm overprotective. But he's my baby brother, what else am I supposed to do?"

"He really needs to learn how to say no. I saw him after that assignment he had in Chile- he was pretty beat up, and I don’t think he was there in an actual combat capacity."

#nixparemlanaevocatae #codename; bluejay #((shield buddies?#SHIELD BUDDIES))#((big sister donna tho))

"Well, he's supposed to be a sniper like Dad, but he can't help but actually jump in if something happens nearby him. Dad's been talking to him about switching to a field agent so it won't happen as much." She bit her lip. "Sometimes I worry about him. Otherwise he's kind of a pain in the butt."

"More like trying to avoid people. The next time I hear someone asking me to help them train I’m going to toss them out the nearest window."

#nixparemlanaevocatae #codename; bluejay #((she's just like #my dumb brother))

"Oh man, tell me about it. Although, David's too nice and he keeps agreeing to do it - that's where he is right now, actually."

"Looking for someone, Agent?"

#nixparemlanaevocatae #codename; bluejay #((AYYYY #i need to use donna more))

"Yeah. I mean, again, I do consultant work, but that’s because they ask nicely. Also, decent pay. It all goes towards my dorm and books." Kate let out a loud snort, nudging him with her elbow. "You know I can’t really tell you that." She stopped, thinking it over briefly. "Let’s just say Gran likes to spoil her only granddaughter sometimes."

#vicisparumluscinia #codename; condor

"Oh. So no field agent stuff, like I do now?" That was only partially true - SHIELD only had him doing light missions, basically keeping an eye on agents that were actually running around in the open. They were similar to his father's, except Sebastian's involved doing all of the above while running around and getting shot at continually. "Aw, I see. Yeah, after the whole thing with Mom and Dad she was always kinda...scared about all of that. I don't mind though; she's my older sister, after all, she can do whatever the hell she wants." he said with a chuckle.

"Seriously, no big deal, Dad. There’s no consequence." She leaned her head on her father with a big smile. "Well, that’s the only thing that I copy of her at Barden. I’m trying to go into the FBI, actually." Kate scrunched up her nose with a laugh. "Aunt Donna’s good. Gramps and Gran are okay."

#vicisparumluscinia #((ACCIDENTALLY OVERPROTECTIVE DAVID))#codename; condor

"Oh. Really? That's great!" He patted at her head with his free arm. "SHIELD's good, but...Dad's been through a lot of tough times with them. Enough that they make me just a little bit uneasy." He grinned. "Great. I'm glad they're doing alright. ...You don't happen to have any cousins, do you?"

"Sorry! For the record, it’s before I’m in kindergarten." She smirked and patted his shoulder. "Hell yeah, she does. I just didn’t say that part. Oh. Yeah. I’m a Bella, blah blah blah, following in Mom’s footsteps, freaking fight me, okay?"

#vicisparumluscinia #codename; condor #((kate pls))

"Noooo," He cried, one part joking and one part completely serious, "I'm gonna be worrying about it for the next decade, damn it!" He laughed, squeezing her shoulder. "Didn't say I had a problem with it! Following your mom might be the safer route, honestly. Hey, wait, didn't even ask you about this yet - how's Donna? And Mom and Dad?"

30 Days of Headcanons - Day 17

17.) What’s your character’s desk/workspace look like? Are they neat or messy?

Donna's desk and room are nearly impeccable. It often bothers her when her brother and father misplace things, because they're usually in her room.

David's desk is usually clean enough, but like Sebastian, anything he puts into a box gets hopelessly lost.

#got some time to queue #headcanon #bluejay song #condor call

"Yeah, you do. Like that time I swallowed a marble- oh. Yeah. Hasn’t happened yet." She leaned into her father happily, grinning. "Oh please, Aunt Aubrey’s daughter is a Bella. She still makes them say that whole part about their vocal cords getting ripped out by wolves."