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73: Greatest success in life?
"... Marrying the love of my life." -- Leo Fitz, 73, on his deathbed.
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♒: Our muses are at the beach together, by accident or not, and yours was a bit too close to the waves- will my muse laugh or perhaps be helpful?
Anyil laughed as the wave nearly overtook Coulson; they’d finished a mission together and while waiting for transit had decided to check out the local beach scene. Coulson had almost wistfully admitted he’d heard it was wonderful, and Anyil had coaxed and cajoled him into allowing a *slight* deviation from mission parameters. The sun was behind some clouds, but it was still a pleasant day, if a bit brisk when the breeze came off the water. Seeing his predicament, she tossed him a towel and called, “I’ll take the position closer to the waves if we’ll finish playing frisbee, alright?" and ran down the slope of the beach towards the water.
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(>^ ▽^) > - I want to hug you
Dawww
Yeah... you can use my basement if you want. Just shift yourself into your old form and you can hide down there. ((Cough: So, er, Mun's favorite hero growing up was MMH...))
I can … shift? Phil… you seem to know an awful lot about what has happened here.
Visiting the Grandkids (Closed Rp)
Sigyn was both nervous and excited. The prospect if metting step-grandkids was not something Sigyn had envisioned happening in the near future. Although it had been something she thought might maybe one day happen, she had never thought it to happen so soon.
Phil Coulson was another matter. Sigyn's husband had killed him. Then, somehow, he had come back to life...as a Jotun. So far, Agent Coulson had been nothing but lovely and inviting towards Sigyn. But she was still afraid of possible ill feelings and awkwardness.
She neared the basement, drawing her cloak tighter around her. With each step, Sigyn could feel the temperature drop. She could see her breath in the air and finally, Sigyn reached the door. She took a few seconds to gather some courage and knocked.
Now, if you wish. They're sleeping.
Alright. I am on my way, Agent Coulson.
OOC
((Hi all,
So it turns out the draft of my thesis was due earlier than I thought. Much earlier. Consequently, I'm not gonna be replying to serious or plotty threads for a bit, though I'm happy to do quick fun things - like answering questions - as a break. Basically, if it takes brainpower, I won't be doing it until say tomorrow night or so, because every iota I'll have is tied up in writing my thrice-blessed thesis. To those I owe, my deep apologies, and I accept all the well-deserved blame for being a total idiot about deadlines. ^^;
Thanks for the understanding, folks, and if you want to ask a quick/silly question, that's always fun. Be back soon as I've slain this beast.
Hugs to all,
Anyil-mun))