Who: Phil Coulson and [open] What: Exploring When: Wednesday morning Where: Catch him wherever you want Warnings: None I can think of Status: Open/On-going
Coulson wasn't at all sure what to make of this place, but he supposed it was better than some of the places he could have ended up. He also wasn't sure what it said about him that he wasn't really all that surprised to have randomly ended up somewhere entirely different than home. When you worked for SHIELD, though, you were pretty much conditioned to expect the strange and unusual.
Just because he wasn't all that bothered didn't mean he wasn't going to take stock of his surroundings, though. Military training died hard, and combined with SHIELD training, it had him on alert and aware of everything as he walked. It seemed like a pleasant enough town, but even the most pleasant of places could hide the darkest of secrets, so he wasn't going to take anything at face value.
He was, however, going to assume for the moment that he was relatively safe. So despite being alert and watchful for any sign of danger or trouble, he was also fairly calm and relaxed. He wasn't sure how those two worked when they were sort of at odds, but he'd always been a man of contradictions. This was nothing new, he was sure.
He stopped to glance in a store window. Oh hey, he'd just found the bookstore. He could use something to read, to keep his mind not entirely consumed with the situation he'd found himself in. And so he opened the door, very nearly running into someone as he entered.