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[the-keeper-of-pandora]

A trick of the light?|| agentmauriecarter

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Alyssa hissed as hot tea spilled down the front of her shirt. Just great. She grabbed a napkin from the counter and began trying to wipe it off, hoping the tea hadn’t drawn long enough to leave a stain. To her misfortune, it had. And just when she had an interview for a new job too. 

She rolled her eyes in disgust but snuck a quick glance around the shop, to make sure no one was looking before using her magic to clean the stain. 

“There! Perfect!” she exclaimed, dabbing the now clean shirt and getting ready to move on only to ocme face to face with someone who had most definitely seen that little display of magic. 

[dontcallmeaurorastark]

Friends in Strange Places || Closed for agentmauriecarter

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Rori was muttering something about how Nick abused his right of using her as an agent as she walked into SHIELD headquarters. Which she kind of had a right to. Her dad wouldn’t do anything for SHIELD, most of the time. So Nick would call her in. It may be for something as simple as a hacking or something as big a full blown mission. She never knew. It was fun, some times. This was not one of those times. 

On her way to Nick’s room, she bumped into someone. This might not have happened if she had actually been watching where she had been going instead of tracing where she walked. She looked up with a nervous smile. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to run into you like that.” 

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Trouble // Maurie & Quint

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It had been at least seven months since Maurie started working for Quint and despite his never telling her so he was grateful she had stuck around as long as she did. She was definitely the longest to stick the job out. She knew how to deal with his random mood swings and anger- and that was a rarity to find. Especially when he was in a drunken stupor and she found ways to keep him from chocking on his own vomit. Not only was she a hard worker but she was very good at keeping discretion. 

“Maurie!” He called to her, outside his office door, before turning back into his office in a huff. He walked over to his desk and started pouring himself a drink but decided to just drink straight from the bottle. He nodded to the mess by the his fireplace. There were a few smashed bottles and papers thrown about.  He was already drunk- waddling around, barley keeping his balance. “My bad.” He said with a chuckle.