Oct 4, 2015
It feels like every time I write something, Raina decides to verbally kick everyone in the crotch...
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It feels like every time I write something, Raina decides to verbally kick everyone in the crotch...
× lanyardsplease started following you ×
❝ AGENT KOENIG, how many times are you - or the other you - going to make me do this? I passed it the first time…and the second…the third - you get it. I thought you, or again the OTHER you, told me the first time that not even ROMANOFF beat this thing. You’re acting like HYDRA pulled a fast one on it and figured out all it’s secrets and broadcast it in their weekly newsletter under the NAZI OF THE MONTH section. ❞
"Let me guess, this lanyard only lets me get into four rooms, I have a curfew, and I’m not allowed to go anywhere without adult supervision?” Raina asked, with a thin lipped smile. The woman slipped the black cord around her neck, wincing slightly as pain lanced through her body.
“And somebody wants to have a meeting, where I get to make up all sorts of fun stories about why I’m still alive. Is there... somewhere I can sit down? I think I need to sit down...”