She doesn’t need superpowers she is the weapon

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She doesn’t need superpowers she is the weapon
you’re a spy handler waiting on a park bench for your agent to show up | waltz loop 4hrs
he’s always late, you remind yourself. for someone trusted to execute incredibly complex operations, you’d think he would have better time-management skills. but you, at least, are good enough at your job to expect this and to come prepared.
you’re in disguise as a little old lady today, so you have some knitting to keep your hands moving while you sift through the latest enemy chatter in your earpiece. it sounds like they’re scrambling in the wake of your agent’s last mission. excellent. even if he can’t show up on time, at least he’s good for something. even if he’s been radio silent for the past 18 hours. probably he’s fine.
a chill wind passes through you and you snuggle deeper into your scarf. you can see the eddies and whorls of dead leaves on the path as the breeze swirls on. one leaf gets stuck in the wheel of a child’s buggy and the woman pushing kneels down to dislodge it.
your heart constricts at the sight. you’re reminded forcefully just what all your hard work is for. it’s for this woman and her child. it’s for the young couple strolling arm in arm farther up the path. for the old man feeding the birds on the other side of the lake. you and your agent, and your agency, have caused so much harm in the world in the name of keeping them safe. more harm than good, you sometimes worry. but you also know that you would make the same choices again, given the chance.
“gorgeous as always, my darling.” his voice breaks you out of this reverie.
“and on time,” you clear your throat. “unlike some of us.”
spaziergagner im bois de boulogne - van gogh c. 1886 | the merry widow waltz - franz lehar c.1905
Spy core things;
traveling a lot
making split second decisions in stressful life or death situations
being a great shooter
always carrying a handgun
suits, ties and weird gadgets
being chased on the road in a car
vice versa; chasing enemies
being completely anonymous
struggling to keep life and work seperate
or not having a normal life at all because of the job
single-handedly getting yourself out of tough situations
going undercover to gather intel
sneaking past security cameras
rescuing people
working together with hackers, forensics and scientists
listening to mission briefings
not having normal work hours and just being called in whenever there's a threat
getting locked up and escaping
massive gunfights
defusing a bomb when the timer says one second left
planes and helicopters
confronting the bad guys while pointing guns at each other
stubbornly wanting to do a certain thing your way regardless of the rules
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