#coldbloodedward

[vvingsofchange]

Carlyle reached down and checked their phone. They hadn’t heard from him in a while. And while they weren’t his keeper, Ward had mentioned catching back up after his trip. That was a while ago.

Curiosity, flecked with concern finally wore through Carly’s resolve and they started a new message to the burner he’d texted from last.

[unsent text:] Hey Mister. need a lift?

They erased the message. Was that the kind of image you want to send the man who would be the next leader of HYDRA? The one that you wanted to get to know better? And work with?

Pffttt. Normally Carly wouldn’t care. Normally, they’d not give a second thought what the person they was working for thought. OR whether they dropped off the face of the earth.

So, then why did it make them frown when there were no messages on their phone?

[text:] Got a faster plane. Want to see how fast we can make it to Port. St, LaBella? And back?

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[griim]

@coldbloodedward​ asked;  ∗ o5﹕ a  text  sent  out  of  anger .

She had heard about what he did, and, to say she was surprised would be a lie. Gemma trusted no one, but it still hurt to know that a member of the team had betrayed them.

                                         From Grim                     Listen, you piece of utter shit. When I see                     you again, I will make sure you regret choosing                     to betray us. Not that I am surprised. Cowards like                     you are always squealers. 

[agent-carter-13]

@coldbloodedward

Are they still babysitting you?

[jemmaqueenofspace]

Finding Hydra had been the hard part, getting in was easy. All she had done was hold up her hands and say ‘Take me to your leader.’ A surprisingly effective tactic really and entertaining enough to get her through the long wait. The hardest part was not freeing herself from the cuffs they had behind her back as she sat smiling placidly in this holding cell that couldn’t contain her save her wish to be contained. 

She couldn’t wait to see Grant again, now that she knew what had happened she found she missed him dearly. She hoped he would come soon, her shoulder was in a sort of awkward position and she’d like very much to stretch out. Her friends mind soothed her and reminded her to wait, it was so much easier with her friend here. She felt like she could do anything as long as her friend was with her. 

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[thelittlemiller]

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Eva had become quite the little escape artist which lead Mason to of course be mildly impressed and yet panicked all at once. Today of course much as expected she’d wandered off into the great expanse of the shield base, a recently acquired bag of open goldfish crackers in one hand and a zippy cup of juice in the other she ran down the hallway his eyes downward and focused more on the lights that light up with each strike of sole against floor. But soon enough she’d run into the legs of Grant Ward and promptly fell back, her zippy cup rolling across the floor, her goldfish spilling from the bag and her bottom hitting the floor harder than expected. Her lip jutted out and in true toddler fashion she started to cry. 

[shieldshawk]

WARD IS FOLLOWING ME.

THIS IS NOT A DRILL

OH GOD

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[lovelylostminds]

Continuation for @coldbloodedward​

“Well, how else are you supposed to know what it feels like?” Grant replied with a shrug. “Don’t want you thinking ‘oh this isn’t so bad’.” Of course he’d still held back, not wanting to cause serious injury, but he didn’t want to go too easy. She would never learn how to effectively block a real hit then if the speed and power was nothing like she’d experience in a real fight.

It reminded him of when he’d trained Skye, before the Fall. Before he’d been revealed as one of Hydra’s pawns. It still surprised him that they trusted him enough to let him train someone again, but he wasn’t going to turn down the offer just because he thought he shouldn’t have it.

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There’s a sigh that leaves her lips as she drops her stance, reaching up she places her fingers upon her split lip only to let ice cover the small wound to heal it and just like that, when the ice was gone her lip was back to normal. “Well if I was in my full organic ice form, I wouldn’t have felt that.” 

Charlotte knew that she needed to train like this as a plan B, she’s a mutant after all and there’s no doubt there’s ways to bring a mutant down easily and so this was a last resort to defending herself. “Okay.. I’m ready.” She took her stance again and when he was ready she went forward to throw a punch. Unlike her mistake before, Charlotte blocked the punch this time and took a chance on grabbing his arm and for a moment it looked like she was going to bring him over her shoulder but instead she was brought back against his chest and soon her back landed on the mat, knocking her breath away. 

She coughed loudly and rolled onto her side before her hands and knees as she tried to breath in “Damn.. okay I need a time out.” she breathed out harshly.

[thecharmingknightemma]

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After a nice evening with friends Emma had been driving home, eager to change into a pj and to wolf down the leftovers while watching Netflix until asleep. That was, until she spotted a man being chased to a dark alley and stopped the car. The safest thing to do would be to call the police and give them a heads up just in case; she had no gun, she was in a cute but not so practical dress, she was alone and it was two against one--"Ah, what the hell," she muttered, getting out and running to see. One of the chasers was down, the other was facing the victim who didn't seem in a shape to fight him off. "Hydra will never stop. You-" Emma heard the attacker say those words, gun in his hand, and in a crazy word-association impulse - cut one head, another grows back or whatever, right? - she followed her panicked urge to get that gun away by slamming into the guy, catching him of course by surprise, twisting the gun off his hand and shoving his head into the nearby wall. He was Hydra after all. "Well, this is gonna go well..." she remarked, picking up the gun before rushing to the other man's aid, "Are you alright? Do you need an ambulance?" A hesitation, while glancing back at the unconscious guy, her hand reaching out to instinctively pet the victim's shoulder in reassurance, "If you can even wait for one and for the police. If they are Hydra you shouldn't stay here..." Could she take him home while calling the police? This guy could be in serious danger if he had Hydra after him, whatever the reason was. Could she rope the guys at the club nearby to watch over the Hydra ones? After all she could make sure they were disarmed... “We gotta hide you.”