Jack Hammer aka Weasel (the_penetraitor) wrote in marvel_united, @ 2012-05-10 22:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | agent coulson, weasel |
Who: Weasel, Agent Coulson
NPCs: SHIELD Agents
When: Thursday, May 10, 2012
Where: Airfield in NY
What: Weasel is heading West
Rating: PG
They had not blindfolded him this time. That was a good sign, right? It meant he wasn't going back to the SHIELD prison. Still handcuffed, though, sitting in the back seat of the van, on a bench that caused him to bounce around every time they hit a bump. No windows. The only thing of interest was the armed guard that was sitting across from him, looking menacing. He tried to strike up a conversation about his firearm, but the guard, who wore full SHIELD assault uniform, did not make a sound.
"So much for that," Weasel muttered and hung his head.
Time passed, Weasel didn't bother to pay attention how long. He actually nodded off to sleep a couple of times, but the movement of the van would jar him awake. Finally the van stopped and the back hatch was pulled open. The flood of daylight made Weasel squint, but he had no time to complain, for he was quickly being ushered outside. His legs had gone a little numb during his trip and made it difficult for Weasel to walk, but the agents were there, one on either side, roughly grasping him by the hoodie jacket that he wore.
Looking to his left and right, he realized he was on some sort of airfield. They were heading straight for a small plane that sat there with the motor running.