May 11, 2018
@rosalindprxce
“Mother.”
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@rosalindprxce
“Mother.”
secondchaircellist replied to your photoset “Look me in the eye and tell me the writer’s just happened to have...”
Right!!! I'm forever bitter at the writers for not doing what they set up!
@ Writers:
(ง'̀-'́)ง
rosalindprxce replied to your photo “I sent this to @morethan084 since I was rewatching. And the decided...”
Omg LOL
The more I rewatch the beginning episodes, the more I’m just like “AOS, you could have just had one line where Linc or Ros said ‘She’s my mom/he’s my son’ and I would have believed the Hell out it EVEN if you never brought it up again.”
I think appreciation and respect needs to be paid to Cassidy ( @secondchaircellist, @rosalindprxce & @slingshxt) for playing and giving those strong women some much needed respect and attention! Keep it up sweetheart!
“She’s ATCU?”
“Don’t tell me you’re scared for me, Mom. If you actually had spent some time at home instead of playing super secret agent all over the damn world, maybe, just maybe, I would believe you.”
Time blended into itself here in her newest cage. The only constant was the scientists come to make sure their newest lab rat didn’t starve. For a time she had refused to eat, then Daisy had come... now she ate because in her somewhere was hope she could get through to her daughter still. It was a little thing, the pray that she could save her from evil.
There were questions, she had answers, she didn’t give them. Carrots she ignored, Sticks that had no meaning to her. The Nazis here had no idea what they had made, she hoped they would learn when her fingers were sucking the life out of each and every one of them. she didn’t have much hope though.
She was staring at the wall as she had stared at it for countless hours before. She had but one choice, what to stare at. Others might exercise, do something to drive off the boredom but thank to her fool of a husband... her once docile sweet ... she could barely lift her own head. Her spine was snapped and the healing was years off without more life force to drive it. Besides, she had blood behind her eyes and death howling in her. She was never bored.
She wasn’t expecting a visitor. She wasn’t shocked at one’s arrival either. She just sat in her chair and stared beyond them as if they had not come in at all.
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The young Agent rung the phone of the only other person she knew who to ring. Leaning over the holo-table, Daisy held a worried expression upon her face as she dialled Rosalind’s cell phone.
“Pick up Ros... please..”
Daisy muttered as she lifted her hand to rub over her lips. She needed the woman to answer; to know if Coulson was with her or not.