a mind at work

rosario hill. twenty eight. shield agent. mother.

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“Are you being serious right now?” Rosario massaged her temples. “How in the world did you think that was a good idea?” There were times when Rosario thought that going into deep cover in the middle of Serbia would be much more enjoyable than dealing with the baby superheroes that called Paragon home. Or dealing with superheroes in general. She needed a fucking raise. 

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ironguy‌:

“why do you think there’s something to say?” because he was jamie stark, he never left house or spoke a word without an intended purpose, that was why. except for today, maybe. “I can’t just get coffee with an old friend?” 

“When isn’t there something to say?” Rosario valued efficiency, wanted things not to take longer than needed. She rolled her eyes. With a shrug, she said, “Oh, of course you can.” She continued, “I don’t have the time for mindless chit-chat, however.”

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wcbhcad‌:

“i’m NOT being too loud, YOU’RE being too loud!” benjamin announced, loudly, as he thrust his index finger into the other person’s face. it was beyond obvious that he’d consumed one, if not, multiple alcoholic beverages - rendering him louder and more obnoxious than usual. 

Rosario rolled her eyes. Too much of her time lately had been spent essentially babysitting the students of Paragon, making sure there was no mass chaos at the school, instead of doing anything worthwhile as a SHIELD agent. “Right. Because I am the one yelling.”

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closed starter for @ironguy !!

“Whatever you are about to say, let me have at least a sip of my coffee.” Rosario said, her tone containing no more bite than usual. She took a long drink of her coffee. “Okay, continue.”

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knightncir‌:

“eh-eh, i saw that - put it back. “ tom scolded as he moved his jacket to show off the detectives badge on his belt. “ just cause i’m off duty doesn’t mean i can’t arrest ya’” the detective added, not really wanting to arrest someone today, that was so much paperwork and he had much more pressing matters weighing on his mind. 

Petty crime had never exactly been something Rosario cared about. The people she faced seemed much worse than common shoplifters, not worth her time even if they didn’t approve of their actions. “Can’t imagine most cops would care enough to arrest someone stealing a tomato on their day off. The dedication’s good at least.”

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@fiidelis said: ‘ i don’t know how to describe it … like , a different zone of time . no , that sounds stupid . a different clock land . ’  // accepting

Rosario rolled her eyes. “Aren’t you nearly forty? Shouldn’t you have at least some life knowledge by now?” She said with a scoff. “They are just called timezones.”

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@ofichvr said: ‘ more guys should be bi . it’s 2019 . it’s like , get over yourselves ! ’  // accepting

Rosario hummed in agreement. “Not that many will.” Her faith in men had never been too high, The list men she respected enough to have any trust in was small and seemed to get smaller and smaller. “With a little more critical thinking-” about the world, about their self, about anyone else. “-men might have be able to change the world.”

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triickshots‌:

“it’s less funny out loud.” it took a lot for nikki to admit such a fault. actually, to be fair… it took a lot for her to admit any fault, in any situation, ever. rosario had caught her early - she was a little too groggy and a lot to out of it to want to get into it with this girl, especially when she seemed so unimpressed. “but yeah ; it did, for like, one whole minute. d’you know what being amused by something feels like? or do you always have a stick up your ass?” correction : nikki had no plans to get into it, but the filter that made her mean said differently.

Rosario rolled her eyes. A lifetime around Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Melinda May, and the thousand other no-nonsense S.H.I.E.L.D agents that she knew had warped her sense of humor, if not destroyed it entirely. “Not everyone is amused by old memes.” She’d found a thrill in competition, had since she was a child, but other than that, amusement had been pushed to the back of her mind. “Some people actually think about things that matter.”

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ireyswestii‌:

“ — and there goes my ferret.” Irey said before grabbing the leash and then her pet. "Sorry Zorro gets excited so easily around new people and they just want to say hello. Sometimes I wonder who they learned that from.” She said as a quick giggled came out of her before she composed herself. “Please tell me they didn’t bite you or anything?” She said as giving them a quick look over.

Admittedly, a ferret hadn’t been the weirdest thing she had seen at Paragon, let alone the rest of her life. It had, however, still been a shock when Rosario saw the creature. “Animals can be excitable like that.” Not that she had much experiences with pets or animals for that matter. A S.H.I.E.L.D base had never quite been the place to bring home kittens and puppies and any sort of animal that hadn’t been subject to dangerous experiments. “No bites, fortunately.”

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suntintedglcss‌:

  ‘ of course ;      ‘ connie hesitantly agreed,   ‘ anything you say can and will be held against you in the training room,     just so you’re aware,    but hey – if you have any requests for this weeks takeout food so you don’t have to take somebody’s elses, you could just drop it in the whatsapp.’ 

“I wouldn’t expect anything different. Not that I am admitting to any food theft.” It, in the very least, could lead to a few interesting sparring matches. “I’ll keep that in mind next time I brave that mess of a whatsapp chat.”

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closed starter for @sicviitaest

Rosario pressed her hand against the wall as she walked, trying to keep some sense of direction. She needed to find someone she knew, someone she trusted, and figure out what was happening. Footsteps alerted her to the presence of someone else. “Who’s there?”

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tcbefree‌:

big, bambi brown eyes brimmed with tears. skylar was just so confused. she’s been running for so long, and it feels… natural, even though she doesn’t think she’s ever even ran a mile, let alone all over paragon. ❝ will ― will you help me ? i ― i think they all are high, or, ❞ she pauses. smart enough to have started to piece together what’s happening. ❝ or they’re sick, but they’re all just… i don’t know ! ❞ she’s scared, really. 

Even now, Rosario had a job to do. Doing her best to keep calm and moreover to help people calm down around her. Panic only clouded a clear mind. It could only make things worse. She turned towards the voice, though there was no real way for her to tell if she was looking at the person speaking. “Can’t promise I’ll be too useful.” She said and held a hand out. “But I’ll do my best.”

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suntintedglcss‌:

    ‘ god,   do you think those kids could just shut up for a second ? ‘   connie’s eye roll was aggressive, yet somehow laid back, apathetic the only way to describe the woman emotions.     moving closer to the only face in the crowd that she recognised, rosario // @offiicium , not really noticing or paying attention to how the other woman was acting in the situation.    ‘ these kids think that just because i did one thing for them one time,     i’m going to solve all their problems, like grow up and smell the coffee already – am i right or yeah? ‘ 

Rosario had been trained to stay calm in most situations. Panic only made things worse, it led to frantic, ill thought decisions. The world had went dark, and panic had rose up within her. She stomped it down the best she could but every noise, steps too heavy and voices too loud, made her jump. The familiar voice had been a comfort for a moment. “Seriously, Connie?” She scoffed. “You are a S.H.I.E.L.D agent. Helping people is your job.” 

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ofkillerfrcst‌:

the ice in her drink clinked against the glass as she lifted it towards her mouth. her red lips wrapping around the straw as she locked eyes with the person next to her. “is this an open bar? i’m on my fourth free drink but that’s not impressive if the shits dirt cheap.”

Rosario raised an eyebrow. “It’s a free drink. Why does it matter how much someone paid for it matter?” She asked. shrugging her shoulders as she did so. She had a drink that was mostly ice and juice, a habit she picked up after years of being a S.H.I.E.L.D agent. 

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ghcstbarnes‌:

bucky was, of course, security for this dance which found him standing outside, full combat outfit, just waiting for trouble to break lose. he hoped it just meant a few teens getting drunk that he’d have to tell off, but after the school’s last few events, he doubted he’d get the night off. rolling his shoudlers back, bucky spotted someone leaving the venue, whom he smiled to out of courtesy. “dance borin’, huh? i thought people loved ‘em? i certainly did back in the day. different dame every night an’ all that.”

In the lifetime that Rosario spent within S.H.I.E.L.D, she had never learned to turn off the part of her mind that was dedicated to S.H.I.E.L.D. She had tried when she was younger, tried with a recklessness that had only caused her pain. After a point, the music and the heat and the many fragrances got to her, and she pushed her way out of the venue, welcoming the cold fresh air. She looked over at Bucky, shaking her head. “I’m sure I’ll be back in there soon. Just needed a break from everything.”

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rosario hill // spring fling outfit

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sicviitaest‌:

* closed starter for @offiicium / “i’m telling you three weeks in advance.”

“there’s no trust in this friendship,” ziva complained, though whether such a strong word could even be used was debatable, considering the grin that was beginning to make it’s way onto her face. she did try to sound more strict than she looked, but it was to little avail. “i’m not THAT bad. especially not now - shield doesn’t get me to do anything at the drop of a dime anymore, so you’d be harder pressed to make sure i DON’T show up.” 

Rosario rolled her eyes at Ziva’s dramatics, a fondness in the action that few people other than Ziva ever received. She held the file out to Ziva. “Doesn’t matter, Ziva. I have a system.” She’d grown used to a certain order of doing things when it came to her missions. Other than the last minute ones, she preferred time to prep, requesting any important information as soon as it was available. “A system the requires prior notice about missions.”