Jul. 6th, 2013

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Jul. 6th, 2013 09:48 pm
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Accounting for Redemption

"Do you think God could ever redeem us after the things we've done?" He worded it carefully, threw it out right as he pulled out of his stretches and picked up the throwing knives.

Shift turned, glanced over her shoulder, but finished her own stretches before answering with exaggerated patience. "Justus. You're asking the wrong person."



How Many Ways Can You Make Me Bleed?

It wasn't any one particular mind that gave David pause, regardless of what he was willing to admit out loud. It was a particular kind of mind. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. What was nature thinking when it made him?



[insert working title here]

"You're the only operative we have available who knows how to infiltrate the Red Room for extraction of our compromised agent."

He stopped cold behind Phillipa, making her pause and look at him. Nikolai noted the shadows under Agent Coulson's eyes, the absolute conviction in them that he would agree.

"No."

"It's Barton."

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