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Yaakov "Jacob" Rozzarian / Agent Phil Coulson ([info]thesonofcoul) wrote in [info]thereincarnates,
@ 2013-03-19 00:05:00

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Entry tags:nova warden, yaakov "jacob" rozzarian

Who: Nova Warden and Yaakov "Jacob" Rozzarian
What: Nova is surprising Jacob with who knows what!
Where: La Guardia Airport to who knows where!
When: Saturday, March 16th, 2013.
Warnings: Nooo idea what's happening, will edit accordingly!

After getting the text from Nova, he only had twenty minutes to get ready. And, considering he was nowhere near the airport in question, that left him one option; run out the door while still getting dressed, hop on the closest MTN, and race to the airport. He may not have been on any missions lately, and have been sitting at his desk for awhile, but he was still in shape.

And you never left that mentality of being ready at a moment's notice, a soldier's notice, a spy's notice, any moment. Any.

So there he was, Nova, coming into the airport and looking around for what he assumed was going to be his partner in crime for whatever this little thing was going to be.



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[info]quantumspirit
2013-03-20 11:23 pm UTC (link)
For all the security that currently surrounded airports they were remarkably easy to get in to. At least, Nova thought so. It didn't matter that she'd been breaking in and out of every kind of facility for the last ten years. Challenges, she had learned, were hard to come by that or she was far too good at getting into where she shouldn't be. Nova didn't like to think about it too hard. It was good to keep one's self humble after all.

She came up behind Jacob, stewardess uniform and slightly altered facial features aside there was no denying it was Nova. Stepping beside him she placed an arm on his elbow to guide him.

"Mr. Baker, please allow me to escort you to the first class lounge." She was grinning, the game was already afoot.

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[info]thesonofcoul
2013-03-25 01:21 am UTC (link)
What. The. Hell. Was. Going. On. It was absolutely Nova, because really, who would pick Baker as a last name besides her? Even when he was undercover it had never been something so laughable. But that did make it funny, this whole thing was funny.

Nova had never really steered him wrong. Perhaps not in a direction he would have gone into, but, granted, it was incredibly fun while they were doing whatever it was that she had planned, or not planned.

"I must have won some kind of lottery, to get to go to first class," He gave her a bemused look, one eyebrow raised questioningly. Still, he followed her, eyes darting around them to make sure everything was fine, before looking back at her. "I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name?"

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