OOM: 2011, Helicarrier

[redintheledger]

It's good to be back on the Helicarrier.

Even if - once she's showered, changed into comfortable civilian clothing, grabbed something to eat - there is a massive amount of paperwork to get started on. She'd started drafting her after-action reporty in her head on the flight over, but she wasn't looking forward to writing the real thing.

Then again, she was pretty sure no one enjoyed writing those things, no matter what had happened.

But before she can start, there is one person she needs to talk to.

"Sir."

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[the_man]

"Good."

The silence stretches.

"All right, get out of here, I'm starting to feel like a high school principal. Come back when you're ready."

[redintheledger]

She wouldn't go so far as smiling at his principal comment, but there is a faint curl around her mouth.

"Yessir," she says, getting to her feet and moving quickly out of the room.




Under the circumstances, she's fairly certain that that went as well as could be expected.

[the_man]

Once she has closed the door behind her, Fury reaches into a Top Secret desk drawer and pulls out a flask.

"Kids," he mutters, and pours himself a drink.