Agent Alexandra Reynolds

For the past three years, Alexandra Reynolds (known affectionately as Alex) has been stationed in Skopje, Macedonia -- working the 'Eastern Block' and keeping S.H.I.E.L.D. abreast of several resistance and terrorist movements in the area. She loved it. Then, two weeks ago, the orders came down from on high. She was getting transferred. Goodbye, Macedonia. Hello, Agent Coulson's mobile unit. Not a bad assignment. But one she would prefer not to have. Why? Well, Alex has a secret. As so many S.H.I.E.L.D. agents do. And living in such tight quarters, she knows it's only a matter of time before that secret comes out. [Indie RP blog in the Marvel/Agents of SHIELD fandom. And yes, the bio is alluding to what you think it is and Alex is Coulson's daughter. It's something only five people outside of Coulson and herself know. For now. Both mun and muse are 18+ and 100% Hate Anon Free.] Tracking: preferredmacedonia

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King of the jungle

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ok how can you not reblog this

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Just a general PSA…

I WANT DRAMA.

I WANT FLUFF.

I WANT SMUT.

I WANT ANGST.

I WANT ACTION.

I WANT DARK THEMED PLOTS.

I. WANT.

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How come Nat gets a super special custom phone which can do awesome stuff like figure out passcodes and track missiles and Sitwell just has a generic HTC.

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fun fact: if you say ’the Cavalry' three times into a mirror, Melinda May will appear and punch you in the face and say “don’t call me that”

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Please reblog if you don't mind your followers sending you memes and prompts even if you've never interacted with them.

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Send my muse, "MOVIE NIGHT"

& I will generate a number from 1-25 and see how my muse reacts to one of the following movie night scenarios.

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Phil laughs and leans back in his chair. “You’ll be assigned to the missions you’re best suited for.” Like Phil would actually play favorites. Though, sending his daughter on the really difficult missions would be the hardest thing.

[preferredmacedonia]

"You're not going to make this any fun for me, are you?" Phil, please. What was the good of being the Director's kid if she didn't even get to milk it. It wasn't a secret anymore. Everyone knew. And she was bound to get shit for it. She might as well reap some benefits too.

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"SHIELD doesn’t exist the way it used to. For now, the circle of trust is small. You’re here because I trust you. It doesn’t matter if you’re my daughter. We’ll worry about what other people think once we’ve rebuilt."

[preferredmacedonia]

All right. Fair. She can't exactly argue with that. But it's still weird to be going by her real name after so many years of hiding behind her mother's. 

Smirking, she looks over. "But as I am your daughter, I get first pick of missions, yes?" What? She had to ask?

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Phil looked up at his daughter across the surface of his desk, a small smile playing at the corner of his lips. “I know it’s not ideal, Alex, but I think we can stop worrying about what people would think if they knew you were my daughter.”

[preferredmacedonia]

She's draped over one of the chairs sitting opposite of said desk, legs dangling over the side. It's the same way she's sat in them since she was a teenager and she doesn't see it changing any time soon.

"How do you figure that?" Because the way she sees it, Phil, is that now everyone is going to assume she gets everything because she's the Director's kid. Well, everyone except the team.

[preferredmacedonia]

"Soooo now instead of being Agent Coulson's daughter, I'm Director Coulson's daughter. Greeeeat."

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"It probably more has to do with the fact I’ve been within SHIELD since I was sixteen and some of our agents don’t do too well with acting non-agenty. Again, beauty of being a scientist. I can just tell them I do lab work, or just go off on a tangent about what I do and they just zone me out and forget their original question. And there is no one to really spill my beans to." Just his mum and his grandfather and he didn’t care much about what the latter thought of him. 

"Depends. SImmons and I tend to work on our research and experiments but we watch Disney movies too. Everyone on the Bus is normally good with playing a round or two of the stocked board game closet."

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"Yeah. I heard the story about Simmon's attempt at playing it cool. I can see how that didn't work so well. But with practice, I'm sure you all will get better. I mean you're technically field agents now, right? More so than you would be off the bus." Because really...there was nothing but the field on the bus. It was the one thing that, so far, she really liked about it. "My dad never asks what I do." Mostly because he didn't have to. But she wasn't going to share that part. "I guess I should be grateful for that."

"Disney movies? Do you have The Little Mermaid? Cause I went through this whole thing where I wanted to be Ariel."

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He tilted his head as he kept up his act. Confused innocent scientist was something he did well. Came to him naturally. It was how he was before HYDRA. Before he had to accept that he was to blame for thousands of people’es deaths. 

"I know, that the bus got took and all. I mean I was there, ya know. With Simmons and Skye. What i don’t get is why ya think I’m all of a sudden one of them. I was just working."

He gestured over to his things where all looked normal. His communicator was inside of his belt and out of sight. He kept up his image of the doe-eyed scientist as long as he could. He didn’t want to hit her with anything but if time came to it, he would. 

[preferredmacedonia]

Why did she think he was HYDRA? Because she saw the tech? His story could be...it really could have been something he found. Especially now that it turned out half the people they knew were HYDRA. Maybe she was overreacting. Fitz hadn't given her any reason to doubt him.

"You're right. Sorry. Guess this whole thing has me paranoid." She gave him a small smile. "Forgive me?"

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Steve takes slow, deep breath, trying not to look too stern. He's been told he gives "disappointed grand-dad" face sometimes, and he's been trying to avoid that. "Fine. I know very well you can kill a man at fifty paces with a paper plate or whatever if you need to. But if something's going on -- if you're in trouble . . . " He pauses, giving her an opening in case she'd like to change her stance on keeping mum on what exactly happened to her face.

Disappointed grand-dad face would be an understatement. But then, maybe it’s because Steve was so close to being just that. If he hadn’t gone down with the plane — if he and Peggy had managed to…well, then she’d have more reason to hide who she was then ever. 

But things hadn’t worked out that way. So here she was, face to face with the man her father hero worshipped. That her grandmother once loved. And she was lying to him about a black eye.

It shouldn’t be a big deal. Agents got into fights all the time. It was all part of what came with field work. But this…this hadn’t been obtained in the line of duty. Hence her reluctance to talk.

"It’s nothing, Captain Rogers. I assure you."

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Steve’s feelings about Alex were complicated.  On an individual level, he liked her — she had a strong sense of duty, a wicked sense of humor, and the guts and the skill to get to where she was without trading on her father’s name.  He admired that, and thought that she was someone who he’d be more than happy to have at his side on any given mission.

But — like everything else in his world — it was more difficult than that.  Alex was the future he would have had; in a different world, a kinder world, Alex could have been his granddaughter.  Should have been, if the world had been more fair, less demanding.  But she wasn’t — though her relationship with Peggy made it hard, sometimes, for Steve to be objective, to put away a sense or protectiveness out of proportion to anything he had a right to feel.

But this — this was something that had all his sense on red alert.  “If it’s nothing, you can tell me what happened to you.”  His voices softens.  “You can trust me, Alex,” he says, purposefully ignoring the formal address she’d used on him.  “Anything you tell me is just between us unless you don’t want it to be.  You know that.”

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"This has nothing to do with trust, Captain Rogers." Because she did trust Steve. More than she trusted most people. He was, after all, Captain Freaking America. If you couldn't trust him, who could you trust?

But this wasn't about whether she trusted him to keep her secret. And honestly, as much as it would pain him to do so, she believed he would. This was about the fact that this wasn't a secret you told. This wasn't something you shared with anyone.

Like all SHIELD agents, Alex had a private life. One that was, very much, private. Her own. And this was a part of that. It wasn't Steve's problem. Or Clint and Tasha's. It wasn't even her father's. Though she could already hear Tasha's voice in her head. Disappointed. Asking why she didn't just castrate the bastard. Or worse.

But she didn't understand. None of them did. And they didn't have to.

"It was a dumb mistake. I walked into a door.  I won't do it again."

Oh, Alex. Really. Walked in to a door is the oldest...and lamest...excuse in the book.

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"The only way out is up."

Steven nodded and started towards the stairs. “Do we have air support? ‘Cause there’s only one way off the roof and a free fall won’t end too well.” 

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Steven smiled at her admission, “Thank you…so will you promise me that you’ll stay here, no matter what happens, no matter who calls you back?” He looked at her, pleading slightly.

"Well this guy blows even Red Skull out of the water on Dad’s fan girl meter.He is a Howling Commando….his memories are completely wiped, and he’s…he’s not in the greatest shape mentally…” he didn’t want to say, but by the looks of it, it was going to come out eventually.

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"You know I can't promise that. If something happens...if the people I...we...care about are in danger, I'm going back. I have to. I can't sit here and just let something happen to them. You have to know that." If he really was who he said he was.

"You know you're making me want to ask, right?"

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"Wow, sarcasm. That’s original."

"But you just used sarcasm so it must pull some weight."

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"Ha, that’s funny. I was taught sarcasm by you…so if you’re doubting your teaching abilities…"

[preferredmacedonia]

"I'm not doubting my teaching abilities. I'm telling you you're not allowed to use what I taught you. Totally different thing. Sarcasm is for Dad and Clint. Not for me."

[preferredmacedonia]

//So while Mun has not yet seen last night's episode, she is aware of the major thing that happens at the end and will probably being throwing up an open relating to it.

I plan on watching the episode proper tonight.

[preferredmacedonia]

Steve takes slow, deep breath, trying not to look too stern. He's been told he gives "disappointed grand-dad" face sometimes, and he's been trying to avoid that. "Fine. I know very well you can kill a man at fifty paces with a paper plate or whatever if you need to. But if something's going on -- if you're in trouble . . . " He pauses, giving her an opening in case she'd like to change her stance on keeping mum on what exactly happened to her face.

Disappointed grand-dad face would be an understatement. But then, maybe it’s because Steve was so close to being just that. If he hadn’t gone down with the plane — if he and Peggy had managed to…well, then she’d have more reason to hide who she was then ever. 

But things hadn’t worked out that way. So here she was, face to face with the man her father hero worshipped. That her grandmother once loved. And she was lying to him about a black eye.

It shouldn’t be a big deal. Agents got into fights all the time. It was all part of what came with field work. But this…this hadn’t been obtained in the line of duty. Hence her reluctance to talk.

"It’s nothing, Captain Rogers. I assure you."