‘til the bottom drops out and we learn / sharon + maria
LOCATION : YANKEE STADIUM TIMESTAMP : 29 MARCH 2019, OPENING DAY
‘ HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT ’ SEEMS DISINGENUOUS, TALKING ABOUT THE PAIR OF THEM. Time and tension might have frayed edges, sure, but you could always count on Maria Hill and Sharon Carter to TAKE UP SPACE, unapologetically, when the situation called.
--- --- Or when it didn’t.
( Take now, for instance : what’s two more baseball caps inside a grey - and - blue sea, really ? What’s the point of all that exhausting CLOAK AND DAGGER BULLSHIT if blending in was already a given, anonymity purchased for the low, low price of a paper - wrapped hot dog and a lukewarm ballpark beer ? )
I didn’t think you’d actually show rides on the tip of Sharon’s tongue like the chalky streak of a burn, a punishment for impatience, maybe. But there’s something sort of hysterical about standing elbow - to - elbow with Maria during a poorly - rendered version of the National Anthem that works its way down through the trapdoor that divides her brain and her mouth, eventually.
❝ If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were USING ME for an afternoon off. ❞ The searchlight’s swing of her gaze from side - to - side is a habit that’s not getting broken any time soon, yet somehow she STILL MANAGES to not quite force eye contact. Nice. ❝ Although I know better, you don’t take those. ❞
@redvcted !