#rosmission

[florenciadelagarza-blog]

In For the Kill || Mission 002 || Flor, Laura, & Harry

It was a familiar sort of job this time, nothing too taxing, but things like this could turn ugly quickly. She knew it wasn't a mistake that the daughters of Hydra had been chosen to take Harry Osborn captive and rob him of something valuable. It should be easy, or at least Flor thought it should be. She was pretty and had been picked to play the role of stewardess and Harry Osborn had an eye for pretty things. She could disarm him with her make believe charm and wit and maybe a little bit of cleavage. She just hoped he wouldn't expect more from her. She didn't do that in the line of duty. She didn't even do that in her personal life.

She didn't like the ridiculous outfit she had to wear. It was too tight and revealing and the worst part it was an actual stewardess outfit. She rolled her eyes as she tugged the skirt down over her thighs to make sure her ass wasn't showing. Knowing Laura she had gotten the uniform a size too small for her amusement. She gave herself one last once over and adjusted her sleek ponytail. "I'm ready," she called to Laura. Opening the bathroom door and showing herself to her comrade. "This thing is fucking ridiculous."

[ruinsofshield-rp]

LOADING FILE . . .

Two missions, each with very specific targets. Hydra has tasked four members to locate two things to help further their goal of taking down SHIELD for the last time. 

There is a specific object located at the local military base, Fort A.P. Hill, of unknown power and Asgardian make that is rumored to have just been found. Hydra has tasked Dmitri Smerdyakov and Ophelia Sarkissian with retrieving this item before it’s transferred to a SHIELD storage location permanently. Flash Thompson is currently stationed at this base so they may have to watch out for him. 

The second team consists of Florencia de la Garza and Laura Brown. The two Hydra legacies have been tasked with retrieving a scientific compound known only as ‘Venom.’ It is currently located as Oscorp so the two woman have been told to capture the CEO of the company, Harry Osborn, to aid in locating the compound and taking it to Hydra for future study and use. 

FILE FOUND 

Like last time, this mission will be divided into 2 teams. However, this time, each team has a different objective. Neither team’s objective will interfere with the other, so there is no need to worry about surprises.

We have already spoken to each team about part of the necessary outcome, but the rest is up to the players.

We do suggest that if you haven’t already, creating a private chatzy for the members of your team and an admin to discuss the plot for the event. 

Please use the tag ‘rosmission’ for these interactions (or at least the starter) so we are all able to follow the interactions!

If you have any questions, please feel free to let us know. We are always here to help.

For those not included in this mission, do not despair. All characters will have the opportunity to be part of a mission!

Just so you all know, both of these missions will be part of larger future plots so get excited!

[manoutoftimex-blog]

All This Bad Blood Here || The Rogue Team

With the headlights off and the vehicle quietly approaching the supposedly abandoned facility, Steve stopped it and turned the ignition off. The spot he had chosen seemed to work well, they were close enough to the entry way, but outside of the spotlight and the reach of the cameras Skye had mentioned were placed around the building. He made sure his comm was in place, pressing it harder into his ear, and turned to his passengers. Natasha still looked displeased for not being the one to drive and Skye's face, although determined and focused, gave away that the magnitude of their mission was not lost on her. Good, he wanted her alert and aware of all the possible dangers. 

"We go in and make as little noise as possible until we get to the control room." Steve repeated the plan they had gone over a number of times before they got to their destination. It was essential not to give away their presence right away. If Sharon was there, it could be the difference between life and death for her and he wasn't going to risk it. "And then we raise some hell." 

Quietly, he snuck outside the car and met with the two women, moving softly towards the building under the cover of the darkness. They barely made a sound as they approached it, though they were prepared for dealing with anyone who noticed them: Steve's shield in place, Natasha's hand on her guns, as well as Skye's, whatever her weapon of choice was. They stopped at the side of the building where two guards patrolled and Steve gave a curt nod to Natasha before they moved in on them. He could hear the string of her weapon cutting off the airways of her opponent and his shield gave away a low hum, vibrating from the impact against the other man's head who now lay by their feet. 

Briskly, they moved towards the door which were Skye's part of the job, as the electronic locks needed to be cracked or disabled first. "All good?" he muttered quietly, waiting for a response from the girl. Once they were inside, she would be their guide through the maze of hallways and rooms and without her, Steve knew they'd be like mice in a maze.

[savingtheworldwithsnark-blog]

Highway to the Danger Zone || Fitz, Delilah, Clint

Each movement Clint made was well honed and spoke of years of experience. Normally he would be putting on a standard black Shield issued uniform, but fuck that. He was heading into enemy territory to take names and blow shit up. So instead of black he chose the purple and black uniform he favored when helping out the Avengers. He hadn't much of an excuse to wear it lately and well no one would dare write him up. Rather he dared anyone to write him up. 

A smirk turned up the corners of Clint's mouth as he strapped on his wrist brace and made sure his bow and quiver were stowed safely in the trunk. A car wasn't exactly the most badass way to get to a mission site but resources were stretched thin. Carter and Ward needed to be brought back though so a team was assembled and dispatched. Clint would've preferred a few other people on his team. Natasha for one but he had his orders. He might not always like them but he still followed them... more or less. Hey the archer wasn't going to complain when he had permission to use excessive force and set stuff on fire. It made the teenager in him giddy with joy. 

After checking on the rest of his hidden weaponry, Clint went off to hunt down Agent Hall and Agent Fitz. He wasn't sure where they were but it wasn't here and ready to go. Perhaps he was just a little anxious, though he wouldn't admit why. He didn't have to go far before he spotted the pair. "You guys ready to go make a mess?"

[pettynarcissist]

Catch me now, I'm falling | Sharon and Grant

Despite being in almost constant isolation for the past few weeks, the first thing Ward had asked for when he arrived at the secret Hydra facility was a small, private room, away from prying eyes. Okay, a shower had actually been the first thing he'd asked for, but the private room was next on his list.

It was a small, dimly lit room. The windows had long since been blacked out and the walls were in serious need of a fresh coat of paint. In comparison to SHIELD, Hydra's bases always seemed sorely lacking. That was one thing he missed; the comfort. It wasn't like the place was completely bare, though. At the centre of the room sat his most prized possession, currently. Agent Sharon Carter. High-ranking member of SHIELD and right now, his one last chance of gaining some leverage around here.

He hadn't exactly expected a parade when he triumphantly made his return to Hydra, but he thought that he at least warranted a thank you. Instead, all he'd gotten was a curt nod from one of the bases guards and blatant distrust from the rest of facilities agents. Turned out, after Garrett had died, so had all of Ward's goodwill. To them, he was nothing more than a former double agent who'd been stupid enough to get captured. Without SHIELD, he always assumed that he'd have Hydra to fall back on. That they'd give him a purpose. A reason. But now, he didn't have either. If Ward didn't earn back Hydra's trust, what was he? Just a man, caught between worlds?

"Sharon, sweetheart, I'm here to tell you, I'm impressed." He knelt down in front of the chair she was currently bound to. There were small, shallow cuts dotted all over her bare arms and the beginnings of a large, nasty looking bruise was starting to form on her right cheek. "For a while there, I thought I might be losing my touch. You holding up okay?" Tipping her chin back, he gave her face a quick inspection. "Might wanna put some blusher on that." His smile was thin as he stood back up, shoving the blonde's head back down. Grabbing a chair, he pulled it up just beside hers and sat himself right down next to her, casually draping his arm over her shoulder. "I really do hate to do this, you know. Torture's just so... inefficient. But Hydra needs information." He licked his thumb and attempted to wipe some dried blood off of her cheek. "And, really, I just need to let off some steam. It's nothing personal."

Slipping his arm out from around her shoulder, he slammed his hand down hard on her thigh, which, not moments ago, he'd stuck a knife into. "Look, I admire you're strength here. Really, I do. But if you don't start spilling some of those juicy SHIELD secrets soon, I might have to call my friend in here to take over. Believe me, you won't like that." His hand tightened around the wound on her thigh, enough to draw some more blood through her jeans. "You might have heard of him. Tall guy. Long hair. Wears a mask a lot. Not really sure why. Probably has bad breath or something. I think you guys call him, the Winter Soldier. Bit dramatic for my tastes, but he gets the job done." He finally released her thigh and instead tucked some of her hair behind her ear, leaning over to whisper into it. "You don't want me to call him in. He's not nearly as nice I am." God, did he pray that she'd give him something.