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ᴍᴀʀɪᴀ ❝ ʜᴇʀᴅs ᴄᴀᴛs ❞ ʜɪʟʟ ([personal profile] brainsqueeze) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs2014-05-17 09:16 pm

three heroes walked into a bar

CHARACTERS: Maria Hill, John Grimm, Jason Todd
LOCATION: Space bar
WARNINGS: Nothing yet?
SUMMARY: New team meet and great

    [ Maria had gotten their details from Shepard. Their names at least - any other information Maria would rather have substantiated by them themselves. Only their names mattered, and what was real. She wanted to talk to them, to know who she'd be working with, and to know as much as she could about what they could do.

    She'd sent a message to them requesting to meet, giving them a location and a time. It could have been negotiated - the time at least but she had to meet them at some point, either now or on the comms.

    After arriving, a little early just to check the place out - apparently the bar was one of the first places a few people had thought to mention to her, Maria had ordered herself a drink, picked an empty booth and waited for the other two to arrive. If only she knew who to look for ]
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[personal profile] c24 2014-05-18 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ John had arrive a little early himself, curious to scout out the place before settling down in it. Obviously he hadn't been the only one with that same idea. The color scheme and lighting did nothing for his heightened senses, almost made him wince as he made his way through the bar. There were patrons here and there, but none that looked right.

The woman in the booth did, though. Honestly, non-civilians were easy to pick out from a crowd. They held themselves a certain way with a quiet air of confidence--Well, some of them. Army grunts were easy to pick out, but for entirely different reasons. Loud and pompous, they wanted to be noticed and threatening. Anyone a little more specialized generally had that same threatening demeanor without having to call attention to it.

John stood by the booth for a moment before offering: ]


Maria Hill, I'm assuming. John Grimm...

[ He carried nothing more deadly than a handshake. Although, these days that was pretty deadly. ]
Edited 2014-05-18 04:39 (UTC)
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[personal profile] c24 2014-05-20 10:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ He takes it readily, trying to be gentle with her more delicate hand. Hopefully it's still firm even if he's tentative to put much power behind it. Seriously, if he has to relearn how to touch everything again, he's going to be so pissed. ]

Yeah. Makes it a little easier to catch a bullet for you...

[ So maybe that isn't the best opener, but John's a little rusty with this kind of meet and greet. He's been surrounded by military testosterone for most of his adult life. It generally stunted your social etiquette. ]

So [ He slips into the booth opposite her. ] where in the hell do we start?

Edited (wow same icon in a row :T) 2014-05-24 03:43 (UTC)

Let me know if I should change this up.

[personal profile] ex_agoodsoldier468 2014-05-25 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jason had gotten the message after signing up with Shepherd; it didn't surprise him, and it cut out a lot of steps from his original plans. Better to just meet everyone face to face, rather than sneak around and try to spy on them from afar. In hindsight, after catching a glimpse of them upon entry to the bar, such a plan would have probably resulted in a confrontation he didn't want.

As he approached the two of them, he suddenly felt a little more conscious of the knife he had brought with him; he had no intention of using it unless he absolutely had to, but he also guessed if either of them caught a hint of it, it could make things tense. With his hands in the front pocket of his jacket, he shifted his arm a bit, trying to make sure the knife on the inside pocket remained as unnoticeable as possible.

As he approached the booth, he caught the last bit and decided to interrupt with his answer.
]

About five or six years worth. [ Nevermind that he looked like he was in his early twenties and actually was only eighteen. Child soldier, much? ]
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[personal profile] c24 2014-05-31 10:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ He could smell the stranger before he actually came to meet them, which was a little disturbing actually. The more he had to smell people, their pheromones and sweat, he wondered how dogs put up with that shit all their short color-blinded lives.

He scooted over in the hopes it seemed more like an invitation than avoidance of the kid. And he
was just a kid. Which was saying something because John wasn't much of an adult himself and this guy was much younger. ]

Eight years. Some in the Army, the rest as a Privatized Marine.
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[personal profile] c24 2014-06-18 11:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ The problem with that question was that his answer sounded so goddamn arrogant. There was nothing he couldn't do now, and weaker areas meant nothing anymore. His aim was impeccable, his strength and endurance off the charts. He could throw grown men across the room like medicine balls. He didn't need to take breaks or recharge with food or water... He wasn't weak.

But that wasn't something he wanted to admit for several reasons, so he dug a little deeper and came up with something more constructive. ]


I've only lead a few recon missions without my CO, so I can't say I have a lot of experience when it comes to leading a team completely on my own.

[ Or doing so hot during those leadership positions. That too. So far, he would have to say he was 0 for 2 with the last round of missions. He may not have been in charge at Olduvai initially, but as second-in-command and with the way Sarge was spiraling out of control, he should have done more than turned it into a solo act. ]