Maria Hill /Parody

Wanna hear a joke? Decaf. °SHIELD Agent °No BS °Hit it until it breaks °Multi-SL °MS selectively and with chemistry

--Apologies for radio silence-school may be out, but I am teaching an enrichment camp for 2 more weeks. I haven't left!!!

--When you were on a roll, but then you stopped for lunch....

Slides a cup of REAL coffee over to @freedomsleader

Cap has abysmal taste in coffee...

just by his arm. No one would know, unless they looked closely into her eyes. She fired the shot A solo for @freedomsleader

him. He's alive. For now. Wrapping tightly in a little ball, she sobs until she can get herself in check. When she walks into his hospital room, she's quiet and composed. No one would know what she's just done...been through. Even as she sits by his side, one hand resting-

This is all her mess. She fired on him. "Ma'am, I'll take care of it, they need you." Running to the locker room, she locks the door behind her and turns on the showers. All of them. Heading to the furthest corner, she drops, fist in her mouth, choking on sobs They've found -

Hill?" Another mag drops, and she puts the gun down, stepping back. 'I asked not to be disturbed." She says softly, but tersley, jaw tight. "They found Captain Roger's, ma'am." Turning on her heal, she starts to leave before turning back. It's not her weapon, but it's her mess.-

him. She had sent him to his death, and they are still searching for him. Agents die all the time. It's the nature of the beast, but this is different. He is different. "Agent Hill?' A muffled voice filters under the noise and her ear coverings. More loudly now. "Agent -

only long enough to eject the mag and replace it. Muscles in her arm twitch as singed paper begins to float from the target. Decimated, shredded. It is her conscience, her heart. It didn't matter that he'd told her to do it, no, /ordered/ it, she was the one who had fired on-

hits the target or not. Do it now. Do it now. Echoes of his last words to her repeat over and over in her brain. His orders. Him, ordering her to send him to his death. Smoke begins to fill the air, making her eyes water beneath the glasses, clogging her throat. She pauses-

[Okay, Cap, get out of there.] A bullet rips through the target. [Fire now!] Another, follows it, barely touching the paper. [But Steve...] Her jaw clenches as she squeezes the trigger again, pushing back the guilt. [Do it! Do it now!] Over and over she fires, not caring if-

Awwwww!!! But Steeb!!! Your Steeb is amazing! Great writers inspire!

--Blames @freedomsleader for every MCU muse she's ever had running around in her head, trying to get out. 🤣🤣🤣🤣

NP: Come Sail Away Styx