Bobbi (NPC Tripp) and Open
Bobbi stopped dead when she heard the announcement. The small corridor she was in was empty, but she heard the gunshots start and she ducked into the nearest office to take stock of her assets and liabilities as it was.
It wasn't currently occupied. It seemed to be extra spare real estate. Clint was gone with Coulson. Mac, she knew was out of the building. "Tripp." She said quickly into the comm. She wasn't sure if the comms were safe. When he answered she replied. "Meet me where we met."
Which would be amazing, considering she'd met him when they were shit newbies doing inventory in the armory.
She'd gotten there without being spotted, and she was happy to see that this place hadn't been cleared out.
When the door opened behind her she got into a defensive stance until she saw that it was him.
"Well, this is fucked up." She commented.
"Yeah, well it explains a few things that have been going on around here."
Bobbi gave a bit of a grunt at that. "Alright so, plan is we go kick some ass." She didn't mention how hard it would be to tell friend from foe. "Collect people on the way. See if there's a way out for any nonessentials?" SHIELD had a lot of science and support staff who wouldn't be able to defend themselves the way she and Tripp could.
She started loading herself up with a few weapons. Mostly extra ammunition. It was a bad idea to be weighted down.
With a good luck fist bump they reopened the door, and made sure it was clear before heading down the hallway towards the action.