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He had been expecting Katherine, or Kate as she liked to be called, to be here any minute now. He was running late and this new found music on playing over his speakers didn't make this process move any faster. As Lady Gaga's Abracadabra came on he couldn't help but sing and dance along to it, his shirt still not on. It was mid gyration that he found a familiar face in the doorway watching him.
"How long have you been there?"
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He had been numb. He had once felt something he thought was love for Kate and wanted nothing more than to be with her. His desire for her was so suffocating it ruined any friendship he had. Then he found Crys. Their relationship wasn’t as passionate and fiery as his and Aurora’s or as adrenaline and excitement fueled like his and Kate’s but it made him feel whole. He found someone to love him for him and who he loved for her. They were almost a family the way he helped her raise Luna and how he had been with Luna since she was only a baby and had the chance to watch her grow, the closest to fatherhood he had ever been, but none of that mattered. Crys was dead and he sought comfort from between Kate’s thighs and on her familiar lips. Their night together felt so familiar and right but so wrong. He went into partial whiterun to avoid his emotions for Crys and he was numb for it.
Laying in Bed next to a sleeping Kate he couldn’t find himself drifting off to sleep. He found himself with his arms around Kate and her ebony locks in his face as the familiar and comforting scent of Shampoo filled his senses. No matter how much he wanted to pretend he was spooning Crys so he could fall asleep the familiar scent of Kate’s shampoo was a constant reminder that she wasn’t her. Crys was dead and he fell back into his greatest temptation. The snake that offered him the forbidden fruit. Or at least that’s what he wanted to believe. It wasn’t his fault for this, it was hers. That would be so much easier. While she made the first move he was instantly pulled into the moment as they used each other for to vent their frustrations and tragedies.
Rolling off of her bed as quietly as possible he made his way to the shower. If he couldn’t sleep the least he could do was clean the scent of his guilt off of himself. The scolding hot water pouring down on his body brought him little discomfort as the room filled with steam. He thought that maybe, just maybe, he could lift the emotional haze that was hanging over him. Let himself feel fully the weight of everything going on. Then maybe, just maybe, he could determine if all of this whiterun business was necessary. As his mind cleared and he began thinking less clearly but more emotionally the weight of loss pressed down on his chest like no other as his tears blended with the water from the shower head. Falling to his knees he burried his face into knees and - for the first time in his life - truly let himself cry.
Drop the Gun (PAST) || Bobbi &Clint
That was it, SHIELD had fallen and now Bobbi Morse had to make sure her sector wasn't infiltrated by any HYDRA scumbags. That was going to be hard considering that some of the highest ranking agents had turned against the agency. People she trusted had suddenly become the enemy and pushed her to point a gun in their direction. Now, she was in one of the store rooms, hidden away behind the shelves and boxes and that had been packed away inside. There was someone else roaming the room and Bobbi wasn't going to let them get away without a proper interrogation.
The young agent was shaking slightly, but still managed to quietly maneuver her way around the shelves of the room. she came up behind someone and pointed the gun to the back of their head. "Drop your weapon and turn around unless you want a bullet through your brain." She wasn't going to take any chances, not today.
Text | Bobbi, Clint, Kate
Kate: OH. MY GOD.
Kate: You guys didn't tell me that I'm going to be an auntie!
Kate: Dibs on buying it its first bow.
Strike One || the Hawks
"You fucking suck."
Kate shifted in the air vent, cursing under her breath as she banged her head on the hard metal top. Again. Cursing under her breath as she rubbed the bump that had to be growing on her dark hair, Kate turned to look at Clint.
The vent itself was pretty cramped, but she had more space than her mentor did. There were perks to being lean teenage girls, the main one being that you could better squeeze into air vents. It was far from comfortable, but she didn't envy Clint in the slightest at the moment. Shifting so that she could better see out the vent, Kate felt her eyes begin to water from all of the dust.
"Excuse me Mr. Janitor, but next time you clean it wouldn't kill you to dust up here. Why do you even hang out up here anyway? Why don't you spend time with your girlfriend or something productive?"
Thinking Out Loud | Bobbi & Clint
Bobbi was relieved that her day of excruciatingly long classes and lectures were over. She'd already done the schooling, but knowing that she'd be an agent again once she'd finished with them was the only thing driving her to do well. Not that she had to try that hard of course. Bobbi was a genius at biochemistry and the only thing that separated her from the other science prodigies was that she was capable of learning everything offered to her. She was well trained in a number of fields and now all she had to do was prove it...again.
Once the students had left the science lab, Bobbi tied up her hair and set to work on some research she had been working on prior to the destruction of SHIELD. It was a long work in progress and she wasn't going to stop it now for a few textbook classes. This was more important to her and as the room grew quieter, she grew more and more focused.
6th Annual Hawk It Out
With a powerful performance awing not only the audience but also judges, Caitlin Shafer beat out the competition to win this year’s sixth annual edition of Hawk It Out on Thursday night, April 4. Shafer competed against six other contestants to win a total of $300.
Submitted by Seahawk Newspaper Staff: Amy Skiff
