#nameisagent

[hydrasweapon]

@nameisagent liked the starter call

The house looked cozy but not really lived-in. Maybe the director had moved in recently or maybe she was working too much to be here for more than a few hours of sleep. The Soldier’s eyes moved around until he’d mapped every little detail, every potential object that could be used as a weapon. The real weapons (three guns and all of the kitchen knives) were now safely stored away. His handler had told him not to risk anything;; the director was a highly dangerous threat.

Taking position behind the thick curtains of a window, he looked out. He waited patiently for one hour and thirteen minutes until a black car approached and stopped in the entry. The Soldier’s fingers tightened around his pistol, the left arm was emitting soft noises. The director of SHIELD got out of the car. She was wearing a red dress.

Something in the Soldier’s brain backfired. He nearly dropped the gun instead of taking a head shot.

[wcrldliar]

❝    i’m a distrusting woman.      betrayals don’t come from your enemies,  after all.    they come from your friends.    ❞ 

     @nameisagent    /   starter call.

[bornsoldier]

                      prior to the fall from the helicarrier and the breakup of shield, steve had thought only one ghost of his past would be brought back to his side. living, breathing... alive. not lost in time as so many other things were. but since he’d taken that plunge into the water, he couldn’t stop replaying the events in his head until it damn near hurt. fastest way to a migraine yet. he can say he’s a bit relieved that stark tower functioned as the new base of operation — no snakes in the grass. nothing... too unexpected. still...   “   i have to tell you something... about the fight on that carrier.   ”   

@nameisagent  ♡ ‘d for a starter ! 

[flagburied]

‘ you can barely stand. ’

@nameisagent // hurt prompts

“i think i can manage, carter.” never mind that he should be on bed rest or that he could barely cross a room without being short of breath. never mind that it had only really been a few weeks since hotel staff had found him bleeding out from a bullet to his chest. he’d made sure he left the hospital as soon as possible, spent a couple of days at home before deciding he was fine. if he stayed on desk duty, he’d be fine. but maybe she was right, a hand reaching out to use his desk to steady himself and guide himself back to his seat. slowly lowering down into it with a slight grimace. “i just need a minute.”

[fearfeeling-a-blog]

“  it’s nothing, peggy.  just a little bit tired from working. i promise.  y’don’t need to be worryin’ about me, okay ?  ”

@nameisagent  /  s.c.

[dustxrgcld]

Starter for: @nameisagent

            IT HAD BEEN A SHORT BRIEFING.  the confirmation on some locations he had already delivered.  HYDRA’s bases scattered all over the world but he had managed to locate some of them. Still, the Colonel was a man of a hard-earned trust but he had managed so far ------with fleeting thoughts, flashing memories and a face that fought to never leave his mind.  he had been distracted for a long as the briefing lasted. MIRACULOUS that the unmoveable colonel hadn’t mention it.

                  His steps were forced to halt. when muscular frame hit lightly a much smaller form. He hadn’t notice, his body still to big, still too large for him. taller. when he was used to looking UP, not down. not that Agent Carter was ever a woman to look down.

                  “ Peggy -----Agent Carter.”  voice trembled, NERVOUSNESS filling him, running through his body like LIGHTNING BOLTS.  He was still unsure of how to act around the other.   “ I ----I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there.”

[jarvisity]

@nameisagent liked for a one-liner.

          “I’m afraid I can’t hear you over the music from the radio, Miss Carter.           Did you say you need the car or the tar?”

[timeforgcda]

         To say that fighting Thanos didn’t go as planned is an understatement that adds fuel to the guilt that sits on Steve’s shoulders.  Bucky lost to the ether yet again.  This time, the answer was literally in the Captain’s hands.  If he’d been stronger.  If he’d been better he could’ve taken Thanos down or at least ripped off the gauntlet.  Now half the universe was gone with a literal snap of someone’s fingers. What was even more confusing was that the entity that made it happen was nowhere to be found.  It’s like Thanos accomplished his goal then disappeared into thin air.  No gloating.  No attempt at a hostile takeover.  Just gone.

         In researching the possibilities it was discovered that time travel was possible.  If they could go back to disrupt even one of the infinity stones then the present Steve was living would be something else entirely.  Then again, it could also be worse.  But, it was all they had to go on and they had to try.

         First was the tesseract since Steve was very intimate with that timeframe.  It also seemed like the easiest to ascertain since he’d discovered Howard Stark comes into possession of it sometime after the death of Red Skull.  He’d pulled it from the arctic, presumably while searching for wreckage from the Valkyrie.

         Being back in 1945 was strange.  Thinking about the plane crash and about suffocating in the ice brought a pain to Steve’s chest.  It pulled tight, making it hard to breathe.  Images flashed before him.  Sweat beaded at the center of his palms.  Somehow, though, Steve managed to make his way down into SHIELD’s research facility.  One thing about being in the past was the security protocols were a lot easier to deal with.  A disguise and a smile was all it took to make it inside the building.   //   @nameisagent gets a plotted starter