#levelone-skye

[theavengingagent]

Like Bond, but Cooler || Nick, Skye, Richard, and Phil

Phil was 99.5 % sure that the message he interceded was sent by someone other than Stark. Sure he had an amazing hacker on his team but even this had been too easy to grab. He read the message over once more before standing up and moving towards his closet. Never would he have thought that he would don mission gear again. But Fury did what Fury always did and dragged him into his plans. He slowly dressed making sure not a bit of his delicate skin was too exposed.

After all, one massive scar was enough for his old soul.

He head towards the doors, snagging the gun Melinda had specifically cleaned for this mission. Due to the situation only him and Skye would be attended but the others would be on comms ready to save them if necessary. Melinda was not necessarily pleased by the turns of events but she trusted Fury as well. He did want to do good. And unfortunately SHIELD was no longer an option.

Unless it was in secret.

Phil nodded at Skye as he passed her, waiting calmly. That was Melinda’s training right there. It had to be. He gently offered her his hand, helping her rise to her feet. This was going to be the first big mission since the fall. He would have to watch her carefully. They had no other choice. She was the best person for this mission. With this in mind he loaded into the car, making sure to wave at FitzSimmons unless they worried too much.

It took a bit of hiking to reach the spot when Fury had wanted them to meet, but not enough that they were late. He lead them over to the wall, carefully crouching down so as to make himself a smaller target until they were moving. It wouldn’t do them much good to be caught this early in the game. “So, Boss, what’s the plan?” He stared at the other man, falling into the cold agent persona that had been given to him. There was a reason most agents referred to him as a robot.

[theavengingagent]

Gift: My character gives your character something special. Or vise versa. Specify. (From Skye, him finally getting his Captain America memorabilia book)

“AC?” Phil lookedup from his position on the couch. For some reason everyone on this team seemedto catch him while he was reading something. Never would they catch him when heactually went to the gym. He closed the book Natasha had given him years ago,gently setting in on the side table. It was a strange book, probably a joke hedid not understand but it was an enjoyable read none the less. Certainlyfilling when his comics were back home.

“Yes Skye?”

“I have something foryou.” He watched her as she nervously twitched before holding out a bluepresent wrapped with a red bow. It was odd for her to be showing nervousness,at least with him. She was starting to get comfortable with everyone else aswell, which caused him great joy. He took the present and slowly began tounwrap it, taking care not to tear the part with his name and hers written insilver sharpie. Gifts were precious after all at least in his life they were.Audrey’s gifts had always been chosen with care and the ones she gave to himwere always stashed away where no harm could reach them. Especially with a joblike his. He pulled back the top just to stare in wonder at the cover.

Well, it was Captain America.

He ran his fingers over the vintage poster that was safelyprotected in the front cover with Steve’s signature. Where had Skye gotten something like this? How had she gotten Steve to sign this? His fingers trembled slightly over the signature a quiet “Skye…” escaping him. He opened the cover, theshock in his eyes being replaced with joy and excitement. It seemed this bookwas a memorabilia book. He chuckled quietly, flipping through the pages slowlyand carefully taking the moment to absorb everything that this book had tooffer. Clearly time and effort went into this. His Skye certainly had been busywith this little project. And something told him that a certain brown hairedsoldier had helped her with it.

Phil stood up after a moment, dragging Skye into a tight hug. This was by along shot one of the nicest things anyone had ever done for him. Including thetime Virginia had helped him find a gift for Audrey. “Skye…” he mumbledquietly, moving to whisper in her ear “thank you.” And with that he squeezedone more time before heading towards his office.

This was going in the indestructible safe with his badge.Nothing was going to hurt this if he had his way. Or take it, after all he now had something Stark would never have, Steve’s signature. 

[howlingwintercommando]

Behind the Facade | Bucky & Skye

Bucky walked into the room at SHIELD where he was meeting Skye, a bag slung over his back.  He had already dressed in his tac gear, and had just been to the armoury, collecting the weapons that he wanted for their upcoming mission.  They had been through the briefing - it was simple enough, he would get her in and out of the base, she would get the intel. 

Simple enough. 

He sat down opposite her.  "You ready, doll?"  He asked as he opened up the bag, pulling out a set of knives, stashing them quickly and efficiently about his person.  A few of smoke grenades looped into his belt, two hand guns strapped to his leg, another on the other on the other side.  He packed extra ammo, and picked up his rifle, standing up, slinging it over his back. 

It wasn't going to be pretty going in there, he knew that already.  Still, there was a job to be done and the quicker they got in there and Skye did her bit, the quicker they could get the hell out of there. 

[dakotanorthinvestigations]

You Can't Take the Investigating Out of the Girl || Skye

Dakota knew that she was probably not supposed to be snooping through SHIELD files. However, Fury had never really bothered to be particularly clear about what Clearance Level she was supposed to have. Coulson had walked right into her office and handed her a drink, for example, and most of SHIELD seemed to think he was dead.

So she imagined she was somewhere in the Level Seven-ish range.

Granted, she also wasn't an agent per say. Maybe the clearance worked differently for her position. Somehow, she wouldn't put it past Fury to stick her with some weird specific system just for her. The whole position was basically a big experiment anyway.

The point was, Dakota knew that she was probably not supposed to be snooping through SHIELD files but no one had actually expressly blocked her or given her access. Either way, she was in the clear. This user she saw snooping around on the network, however, was definitely not in the same boat. And the other little snooper had been peaking into some of the same virtual corners that Dakota had been.

Whoever they were, they were good. Very good. Almost technopath-levels of good.

That being said, Dakota knew a thing or two about investigating where she wasn't supposed to and knew how to identify the source. It was bouncing around, sure, but if he or she was accessing the network and moving through it with that level of accuracy...chances were, he or she was both very familiar with SHIELD and probably on-site. Most of the network was blocked off from the outside, anyway.

With a little bit of tracing and observations, it didn't take too long to locate the access point. This was how Dakota found herself standing behind a dark-haired girl on a laptop in what was supposed to be an empty office of a vacationing agent.

"Weird. You don't look like Agent Mires. You're missing the 'just got back from Hawaii' glow."

She doubted the woman was a threat, but that didn't mean every muscle in Dakota's body wasn't ready to sidestep and place a bullet in the woman's chest. After all, people didn't snoop around unless they had something to hide.

The irony of that sort of thought was not lost on Dakota, but self-reflection could come later. How did that phrase go? You can take the girl out of the investigations, but you can't take the investigating out of the girl.

"Nice snooping, though."