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fyrewalks / jemma simons.
it’s not position she loves, even if she’s long used to being more of an agent than a scientist. all those years ago, she’d pushed to be in the field yet she hadn’t imagined a future as sci-tech advisor, third in line should something ever happen to the director of shield. sometimes, like now, she wishes for those early days. “to be truthful,” she adds, still vague in the hopes that the other will say it themself.
the truth and sarah were two things that seldom mixed. she was a spy, lying was practically all she knew how to do. that was a big part of who she was, of what she did, and telling the truth wasn’t something she often did. she’d been lying for as long as she could remember, long before she became a spy if she was being perfectly honest with herself — it was practically the first thing she’d learnt from her father. “you really think it’s gonna be that easy? you ask me to be honest, and i just do it? nothing in life is ever that easy.”
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shesdaylight / rapunzel carter.
she was glad that sarah was okay with that, and rapunzel had fallen silent as she tried to think about the cafe’s menu, trying to think of something she thought that sarah would like. sarah was basically a world traveler, certainly she’d tried so many foods and drinks; there was bound to be at least a handful she’d be wanting to try. “absolutely! and it’s pretty perfect time, too. they have amazing lunch specials!”
it was kind of exciting, getting to experience the things her friends enjoyed. she had nothing to share, not really; she’d get used to things in burbank over time, have her usual spots, things she could share in time, once she got a little more used to them. for now, she was happy to discover new things, things her friends enjoyed. “oh yeah? what do you usually get?”
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deathtake / amelia sinclair.
❝ I am that good ! ❞ Amelia whined in defense of her skills. ❝ You’re just… especially distracting. ❞ Green eyes turned to peer back at the prizes within; assessing the targets with one quick sweep. Some were more difficultly placed and located, but past losers had dropped the majority in convenient crevices. There was no doubt in her mind that she’d be able to win whichever stuffed animal was in here.
Amelia turned back towards the Jenny, chin lifted and a haughty air about her. ❝ I bet I can win you one ! ❞ She jerked her thumb in the machine’s direction. “You can pick any toy in there and I’ll win it, if I do win though then you… “ Quickly, she looked around before finding a worthy prize for herself. ❝ You gotta get me a large chocolate milkshake with extra whip cream and extra cheery. ❞ She held out her hand, raised a challenging brow. ❝ And if I lose… ❞ Words trailed off, puzzled as she tried to think of what Jenny could win to make this bet worthwhile. ❝ If I lose then I’ll be your servant for a whole day ! ❞
This was just another one of those things that felt weirdly normal. Jenny had never really hung out in arcades before, not with other kids, not to do normal things. She’d watched her father work his magic at carnivals and the like, seen machines just like this one while they were on the grift, but she’d never just hung out like this. It was different, and she liked it; she could get used to feeling like a normal teen, even if she knew it wouldn’t last.
For the time being, however, she was going to make the most of it. Even if it was just the once, it was worth it, especially because it meant more time spent with Amelia, something she really did cherish. Someday, they’d never see each other again...but hopefully that wouldn’t be for awhile. “Oh yeah? I think this is a deal I can get behind. Try for...uh...” she paused, grin on her lips, as she studied the stuffed animals inside of the machine. There were plenty to go for, though she pointed to one that looked a little harder. “The penguin. I wanna see how good you really are.”
#deathtake#deathtake / sarah & amelia.#｢ v: christmas at the burton household meant the annual salvation army con job / jenny burton. ｣#nothing but a spy / queue.
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lindscys / erin lindsay.
erin didn’t like thinking too much about the future. one wrong turn and things could change in a heartbeat –– and with that, the brief memory of jules, of nadia, flashed through her mind. two people who didn’t get the chance to know what their futures might hold, in any capacity. “moving forward. right.” because when did staying in one place ever get anyone anywhere. “does it ever worry you? not knowing what’s coming around the corner, what the agency might ask of you out of the blue?”
sarah was well beyond allowing herself to worry about those kinds of things. she knew fine well she could end up dead on any mission, knew that there wasn’t any guarantee of a tomorrow, but that was something she’d been used to for a really long time now. “it used to...but not really anymore. i’m used to it, they’ve had me do some terrible things — how much worse can it really get? i got over all that a long time ago.”
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bannannie / annie marks.
“i hope you’re better at figuring it out than we are.” annie and the others had tried to get out a number of times already - almost succeed too, but there was always sometime to draw them back in. one more money crisis and they were back washing money like it was something they’d done for years. “because believe me, those criminals? they don’t let you go easy.” well done to annie, for stating the obvious.
“criminals never do,” sarah pointed out, without missing a beat. while there were some — her father included — who were more interested in the money, more interested in themselves, plenty had too much of a focus on ensuring they never got caught, ensuring nobody ever figured out how to take them down. she’d dealt with plenty like that, made a lot of enemies over the years, though she was still standing, still in one piece. it wouldn’t be easy, but nothing ever was. she was determined. “this is what i do, alright? this is what i’ve been doing for a really long time. i’m not saying it’ll be easy for me, but i’m not gonna let them intimidate me. i’ve dealt with worse.”
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shesdaylight / rapunzel carter.
“if we’re going to be really authentic about this, then i’ll have to stock up on face masks and nail polish and stuff like that. but i don’t know, that just screams high school to me,” she shrugged as she thought about the sleepovers she’d went to when they were younger. she felt bad that jenny sarah was never there, though most happened before she even knew her. “other than that? movies, snacks, junk food. staying up until the early hours of the morning. definitely no prank phone calls.”
it really did sound like the kind of thing she’d missed out on as a teenager, but she wasn’t really looking to make up for it now. there were things she still wished she could do, certainly, but slumber parties weren’t really one of them. some things would likely have been better back then, not now. still, some of that didn’t sound half bad — maybe not makeovers or prank calls, but movies, food? well, she wasn’t really well versed in movies. it was probably time to try. “uh, sure. what kind of movies? you know i haven’t seen many.”
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a meme from amelia sinclair [...] ❛ i’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t distract me. ❜ sent by @deathtake!
“if you’re as good as you said you were, i wouldn’t have thought anything could distract you,” she pointed out, eyebrows raising, almost as if it was a challenge. jenny didn’t have many experiences with claw machines, though she’d always been told they were rigged; the lamest kind of con. still, she leaned against the next machine, watching amelia with an air of curiosity. she wasn’t sure whether she was about to be impressed, or simply witness amelia realise how rigged they truly were. “you gonna try and win one for me?”
#deathtake#deathtake / sarah & amelia.#｢ v: christmas at the burton household meant the annual salvation army con job / jenny burton. ｣#nothing but a spy / queue.
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a meme from bruce wayne [...] ❛ why didn’t you wait for me ? ❜ sent by @crimefightr!
“i didn’t know i was supposed to.” she was so used to working alone, to doing everything alone, it was pretty much second nature at this point. if something needed doing, then she’d get it done, she very rarely saw the point in stopping to ask for help. “i can handle myself — and i can handle this. but if you’re coming, then come on.”
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a meme from jemma simmons [...] ❛ i was giving you a chance. ❜ sent by @fyrewalks!
it almost sounded like a threat, though she wasn’t sure if it was intended as one. she and jemma had seemed to get along just fine, even if they were hardly the best of friends. it was all so complicated, but she somehow doubted if anything was going to come of it. still, as a spy, she was on edge, on guard; she found herself tensing, gaze drifting to look at the other. “what’s that supposed to mean?”
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a meme from rapunzel carter [...] ❛ i thought you were dead once, and it almost destroyed me. i could not bear it if you died again, not when i could save you. ❜ sent by @shesdaylight!
that wasn’t something she ever wanted her friend to go through again. rapunzel deserved better than that, she shouldn’t have to fear for her friend’s life, especially when there was already enough for her to worry about. their lives were in constant danger, she was completely unsafe, simply for being the intersect, and to think she had to worry about losing her too... “i’m alright, rapunzel. i’m fine. you don’t need to save me, you don’t need to worry about me. i wasn’t dead then, and i’m not dead now. i’m right here.”
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a meme from rapunzel carter [...] ❛ if you didn’t say it, you didn’t do it. ❜ sent by @shesdaylight!
“what? what does that even mean?” sarah’s eyes settled on rapunzel, considering that for a moment. she did plenty of things without declaring them first, she hardly thought there was much point in that, most of the time. “why would i have said anything?”
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shesdaylight / rapunzel carter.
at that rapunzel could only smile. it was refreshing to see sarah in a different light than the one the cia tended to shine onto her; the serious agent, the greatest spy in the entire agency. the world. “well then i guess we’re going to have to make this cia sleepover the best one yet.”
it was likely the only one there’d ever been, but she supposed she didn’t need to tell rapunzel that. it was kind of obvious from context, it wasn’t as if agents were going around having slumber parties all of the time. if they were, she’d certainly never been invited. “i’m guessing you know a thing or two more about sleepovers than i do. you have ideas?”
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🐝 * ― 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. ( all of these are taken from the movie ‘the princess bride’ released in 1987. feel free to adjust to better fit your muses. )
❛ your vote of confidence is overwhelming. ❜
❛ are you trying to trick me ? ❜
❛ what if something happens to you ? ❜
❛ i will never love again. ❜
❛ am i going mad, or did the word ‘think’ escape your lips ? ❜
❛ you are sure nobody’s following us ? ❜
❛ out of curiosity, why do you ask ? ❜
❛ i suppose you think you’re brave, don’t you ? ❜
❛ i do not accept excuses. ❜
❛ did i make it clear that your job is at stake ? ❜
❛ i do not think it means what you think it means. ❜
❛ i don’t mean to be rude, but this is not as easy as it looks. ❜
❛ i’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t distract me. ❜
❛ you are better than i am. ❜
❛ please understand, i hold you in the highest respect. ❜
❛ i just want you to feel you are doing well. ❜
❛ we must all be ready for whatever lies ahead. ❜
❛ could this be a trap ? ❜
❛ if there can be no arrangement, then we are at an impasse. ❜
❛ i could have sworn i saw something. ❜
❛ you only think i guessed wrong. ❜
❛ i was giving you a chance. ❜
❛ you think your dearest love will save you ? ❜
❛ what can i do or you ? ❜
❛ nothing you can say will upset me. ❜
❛ you can die too, for all i care ! ❜
❛ i told you i would always come for you. ❜
❛ why didn’t you wait for me ? ❜
❛ death cannot stop true love. all it can do is delay it for a while. ❜
❛ is everything clear to you ? ❜
❛ you mean you wish to surrender to me ? ❜
❛ don’t make yourself a fool. ❜
❛ we can live there quite happily for some time so whenever you feel like dying, feel free to visit. ❜
❛ i thought you were dead once, and it almost destroyed me. i could not bear it if you died again, not when i could save you. ❜
❛ who says life is fair ? ❜
❛ life isn’t always fair. ❜
❛ i’m telling you, you’re messing up the story ! ❜
❛ i’m sure you’ve discovered my deep and abiding interest in pain. ❜
❛ this is where i am, and this is where i’ll stay. ❜
❛ you don’t look so good. ❜
❛ i just hope it’s enough to buy a miracle, that’s all. ❜
❛ there’s a big diference between mostly dead and all dead. ❜
❛ all your worst nightmares are about to come true. ❜
❛ have you been chasing me your whole life only to fail now ? ❜
❛ i think that’s the worst thing i’ve ever heard. ❜
❛ you’ve got an overdeveloped sense of vengeance. it’s going to get you in trouble someday. ❜
❛ what hideous sin have you committed lately ? ❜
❛ if you didn’t say it, you didn’t do it. ❜
❛ i have been in the revenge business so long, now that it’s over i don’t know what to do with the rest of my life. ❜
#yeah i posted this on all 4 of my blogs and i've never seen the movie dw about it#no secrets，no lies / ask memes.
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lindscys / erin lindsay.
there was a commonality between them, even if it wasn’t something that they were both willing to talk about openly. maybe they’d never really know just how similar they were, with the barriers that they kept in place between one another. it was almost ironic –– how two people so similar could be so reluctant to actually talk to one another. “maybe. or maybe i’d have been the next elon musk. it’s all about should-a would-a could-a isn’t it?” sh gave another shrug of her shoulders. “guess we’ll never know just how different things might have been.”
that was the thing, wasn’t it? nothing was ever going to change. nobody could go back and change the past, there was no undoing the way things had turned out. no matter what, sarah had made her decision, she couldn’t undo it, choose not to be a spy, pick a different path. maybe someday her life would change, but only if she made that decision, and only the future. there wasn’t much choice, she wasn’t sure if she ever truly could get away from the cia. “life is just about the choices we make, right? one tiny thing done differently, and who even knows where we’d be now? i guess, uh, it’s the same moving forward though, right? nobody knows where we’ll all be a year from now, five years.”
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silverscreengoldenpages / rose tyler.
“Exactly, it’s 2008 and you have a computer in a bloke’s brain…“ Rose shook her head. “Maybe you’re right, maybe there’s not alien’s messin’ with your history, but it’s still wrong.“ Unfortunately, she couldn’t afford to stay and help. Rose hooked a finger in the chain around her neck, tugging the dimension cannon out from under her t-shirt. A glance down at it. She groaned. “And it’s still recharging. Sorry, you and your little piece of asset are stuck with me a while longer.“
Rose slumped down on the top step of the staircase, turning the yellow disk over and over in her hands. If this world had truly never had an alien invasion, then she was traveling away from the Doctor, not towards him - the worlds ought to be getting more and more similar. Of course she wasn’t completely discounting the theory that Ms. Perfect Spy was just a bit thick.
“What is that?” The yellow disk wasn’t like anything she’d seen before, weirdly enough. It wasn’t like it looked like something otherworldly, but it certainly looked like a piece of technology, like a button of some sort, something that did...well, something. She couldn’t quite figure it out. Even the CIA didn’t have anything like that, unless it was some sort of an emergency button, and it didn’t exactly look like one.
Everything this woman said sounded insane, for she was stuck on the fact that the government were bound to know if alien existed, and had been anywhere near the Earth. They would have procedures in place, departments to deal with extra-terrestrial life...the fact they didn’t said everything she needed to know. “I want some honesty this time.”
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doctordonovan / maeve donovan.
what does she know? the further from lab work, from books, their conversation gets, the less maeve knows how to answer the question at hand. she knows enough to know how many gaps there are in her knowledge: for all scientist’s skills… it hard to place herself in a world that has always been little more than theory to her. ❝ oh, you know, the traditional bits and pieces. ❞ over years, she has tried out many dishes, the products of many cultures. a variety of things meant to fill spare time && keep hands busy.
❝ I like spicy food, so I’ve been cooking that lately. ❞ well, as lately as it gets. it’s been too long since she simply set aside an evening to do something for herself - to cook or read something other than useful texts and latest research. ❝ greek food too. my interests change with my moods, really. if you could choose any cuisine - any food you’ve ever tried when on a mission or simply living… what would it be? ❞
it was almost funny to think that, of all the things they could possibly talk about, it was something so simplistic. it made sense, though, because anything else might be a little too much for the spy. small talk wasn’t exactly her forte, but it beat out having to talk about anything real or deeper — favourite foods, while perhaps not something she’d thought much about, wasn’t like discussing where she grew up, who her family were, what her life was liking before or outside of the cia. she’d have had no answers.
“oh god, hitting me with the hard questions?” it was something of a joke, not that sarah made a lot of those. there’d never been much of an opportunity to do so, but weirdly enough, she felt comfortable with maeve; it was a lot easier with her. “uh, well, i’ve kind of been all over, you know? there’s such different foods in different cultures, it’s hard to narrow it down. have you ever had knödel ? i guess any kind of dumplings are pretty good. but i’ve spent a lot of time in europe. i guess that was pretty obvious. i’d ask you the same, but uh, i guess you already kind of answered that one. what about, you know, like, bucket list foods?”
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