general_fury (general_fury) wrote in newalliance, @ 2012-05-22 18:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | nick fury, tigra |
Who: Nick Fury and Tigra
Where: The Helicarrier
When: May 23rd, early morning. Before anyone is up.
What: Nick Fury is the spy's-spy but he still has to keep his reflexes in top condition.
Rating: PG.
The electronic display had him clocked at ten miles already and Nick felt all the tension leaving his body. Exercise had been a requirement as his body aged well into his forties but a second benefit emerged. It was a good way to unwind. The job he had been given was one that came with a liberal amount of stress and very little sleep. It was nice to have time to him self if only for an hour. He could pretend he didn't have to prepare for the growing threats in Asia or the presence of veritable gods running across the eastern seaboard..
His head bowed for a moment as the treadmill kicked into cool down mode and the incline began to stoop down. After the cool down mode was through he climbed down from machine, his equilibrium shifted causing a momentary bout of vertigo. He shook his head and then began to wipe off the beads of sweat. It had been years since that happened but he knew it was just a sign of trying to maintain his balance on there.
The director steadied his breathing and began to use the free weights. He was instantly aware when he wasn't alone and the muscles in his back tightened as he assessed who it was. "Good morning Agent Nelson."