little lion man

Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. engineer. scottish. monkey enthusiast. [an indie rp blog for leo fitz from marvel's agents of s.h.i.e.l.d.] [mun and muse are of age] [multiship and multiverse] [tracking: scientistleopoldfitz] mun is: offline

[skirtedegomaniac-archive-blog]

                            "Welcome back to SHIELD, Agent Oswald." 

Mission Accomplished. Clara smiled and shook Coulson’s hand. “I think I’ll just go ‘round and introduce myself, get familiar with everyone.” She was dismissed, and then began wandering. She passed by the lab, and spotted somebody inside. She peeked her head in, and put on her best smile. “Hey, I’m Clara. Clara Oswald. I worked at SHIELD before. Fitz, isn’t it?” 

[scientistleopoldfitz]

Fitz was hard at work, trying to figure out how to engineer the cloaking device, to little success. Things hadn't been the same since the incident with Ward, his brain didn't work in quite the same way, and despite the fact that no one brought it up, he could tell that everybody looked at him differently now. He hated it; he'd lost the one thing that made him valuable to the team and he wasn't even sure why they kept him around nowadays. He was lost in a train of thought when he heard someone speaking, and he quickly glanced up to the source of the voice.

                            "Yes... that's me... Why?"

[skirtedegomaniac-archive-blog]

[ two away from 250 whaaaaaa ]

[david-tennants-little-fangirl]

Missy and the Doctor might go further than a kiss.

[ancientandforevcr]

[hardythehermitcrab]

[rexalexander-deactivated]

[thoscheiongallifrey]

[tevintersass-deactivated2015071]

[sweetlittlesoufflegirl-archive]

[otherworldlybennett]

       The brunette vaguely thought about how she almost preferred the humiliation in being in the backseat of a cop car to the cold, eerie cell they were shown to when they finally arrived. A few other people scattered the small room and although they didn’t utter a single word to them, their staring eyes failed to look away, causing Bonnie to feel slightly uncomfortable and move over to the other side with Clara by her side.

       Her anxious mood wanted to keep her on her feet, pacing repeatedly — or simply do anything but remain still. However, she made herself settle for one of the hard benches, tucking her legs up against her chest as her back leaned against the cold, stone wall.

           ”Reaching Fitz would be a miracle in itself,” Bonnie answered            the other young woman with a light, humourless laugh, “but            I think he’s all we’ve got for now.”

       The one con to starting your life over in a new city? Takes more than a month or two to gain friends close enough to bail you out of jail in the middle of the night.

[skirtedegomaniac-archive-blog]

Clara took one look around the cell, and quickly decided she’d be staying near Bonnie. She’d never been in a jail cell before, and she definitely did not like it. “Right, well, we both get a phone call. He’s bound to pick up for one of us. Hopefully.” She muttered. She stood up and approached the bars. “Could I have that phone call?” She asked as politely as she could.

The guard unlocked the cell and led her over to the phone. She took a deep breath and dialed Fitz’s number, hoping for the best.

                “Come on, Fitz.Pick up.” She muttered to herself as the phone rang.

[scientistleopoldfitz]

       Locking himself in the bathroom he shared with Clara seemed to be the only way Fitz got any sort of peace and quiet to himself to do his experiments and work on his gadgets -- except for when Clara was banging on the door, demanding to be let in because it was her bathroom too. So, frankly, Fitz had no idea they had even left the apartment, let alone locked up in jail.

       He was in the middle of trying to tweak a gadget, which required precision and careful attention, so of course that was the exact moment when his phone went off right next to him, causing the Scottish scientist to jump out of his skin. The jolt had caused him to hit the wrong thing, and for sparks to shoot out from the contraption, and his reaction was to let out a high-pitched yelp. Once he'd calmed down after that shock, he gave an exasperated sigh and picked up the phone in his hand, and checked to see who was calling, which earned a frown from the man. Why was Clara calling him?

                “Yes? What do you want? I'll have you know I was in the middle of a very important experiment!" Fitz complained, sounding extremely irritated by the interruption.

[otherworldlybennett]

       ”Hol — where did you even come from?! You just scared me half to death!”

[scientistleopoldfitz]

"I've been here for like five minutes... I just came out of my room..."

[skirtedegomaniac-archive-blog]

"Your bathroom is quite possibly the messiest bathroom I’ve ever seen!"

[scientistleopoldfitz]

"No! It's not! It's... organised. Yeah... Fine! It's a mess. But it's an organised mess!"

[scientistleopoldfitz]

The new Agents of Shield episode killed me. I'm still trying to recover tbh.

[charlestontucker-deactivated201]

[skirtedegomaniac-archive-blog]

"Well, apparently I’m living proof that time travel is possible. Even though I’m not sure I believe it. How could I be standing in a shop in 1940 one second and then 2014 another. That’s bloody ridiculous." Clark was beginning to freak out. "I just need to get back."

[scientistleopoldfitz]

"I'm not sure I believe it either," Fitz murmured, stepping closer to the boy, trying to study him close up. His eyes narrowed as he circled Clark, trying to see if there was anything different about him, anything that screamed time travel technology. There wasn't nothing too off about him, other than the fact he dressed in 1940s-era clothing, which helped lend to the theory that he had time-travelled, not that Fitz didn't believe him or anything. "Well, we're in one of the best-equipped labs in the world; you won't find one better than my baby." He patted one of the desks proudly, glancing around the room with a smile on his face. "If there's a way to get you back it'll be in here. ...Probably."

[agentxskye]

"Have you seen Simmons? —-I can’t find her.”

[scientistleopoldfitz]

"No, I haven't. Contrary to popular belief, Jemma and I are not permanently joined at the hip."

[shouldbepropernow]

itsnothingpersonalcap, scientistleopoldfitz, theskirtedenigma and @shuttityup-12 have entered the lab

"If I say it wasn’t my fault, will you believe me?"

[scientistleopoldfitz]

"It depends... what did you do this time?"

[thegunlady]

[skirtedegomaniac-archive-blog]

Clark had a comeback, but it was forgotten when the man mentioned the Depression being 80 years ago. “What d’you mean by that? The market just put itself back together, it’s been a year at most—- what the hell is going on?” 

[scientistleopoldfitz]

From the way the guy was acting, Fitz could tell that he wasn't joking around, and he didn't seem crazy. Maybe he really did believe that he was from the past, or maybe it was something more than that. "It's 2014, not the 1930s... Hmm, you could have time-travelled, though time-travel is only theoretical so far, there's no evidence to suggest it's actually possible..."

[skirtedegomaniac-archive-blog]

"If I knew how I got here, wouldn’t I have gone back already? I was in the middle of a conversation with the shop manager… He accused me of stealing food—- which I may or may not have done…. And then I was here." Clark explained. "The kids in the orphanage. I make sure they don’t go hungry. The Great Depression may be over, but those kids still go hungry." 

[scientistleopoldfitz]

"Well, with your awful lie, I think we can assume you did steal it..." Fitz mused. "The Great Depression? You mean, the Great Depression that happened over 80 years ago? Either you're crazy, or... no, you're just crazy."

[xgentmay]

"I want a sandwich." May said. "With ham."

[scientistleopoldfitz]

"May... I'm the engineer, not the chef. Though I'm sure Simmons or Ward would happily fix you a sandwich if you ask them nicely."

[scientistleopoldfitz]

"Yes? What do you want? I'm busy."

[skirtedegomaniac-archive-blog]

"Well, wherever I am, it’s weird." Clark said, examining his surroundings. "Who is Simmons? Have you brought me here for testing? You said this was a lab. I need to get home, those kids—- they’re depending on me for their next meal!" 

[scientistleopoldfitz]

"No, it's not weird, it's cool." Fitz's brow furrowed as he said that, trying to defend his pristine workspace. "Simmons is a...friend. No, you're not here for testing... In fact, I don't know why you're even here, how did you get here? What kids...?"