:'D That's how I got the job
"That doesn't sound fun," Coulson breathed, and he rolled blindly off of the table, coughing and hobbling away from the cloud of chemicals so he could see what he had to work with. He grabbed a knife, and followed it up with the biggest, most high tech looking gun he could find, hauling himself up, and leaning against another table to support his weight.
"You're going to want to wash that out," he offered, bracing the gun on his shoulder, and firing an experimental shot towards the god. The bright light that shot out of it was a bit of a surprise, and Coulson pursed his lip with an impressed nod, hoping it worked better than bullets as he struggled to put his ear piece back all.