We’ve all seen them, those blow-uppy action movies. The kind that ends (or middles, because the very last thing is usually a fist fight) with 57 smashed-up vehicles littering the flyover and the streets below, including a school bus, a Greyhound, a semi-truck with a Humpty Dumpty logo and at least six police cars? Or the ones with a shootout that
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"We keep getting complaints about the conditions of the sheets, whenever Barton and Romanoff have been some place. This is the third one in four weeks."
"Send out that memo again, then. You know, the one about how to get the blood out? It's not rocket science, is it."
"Emm ..."
"What is it? Come on, spit it out. I got work to do. That place in Yerevan, where Barton stashed the zombie monks? The owner wants compensation -- he can't the smell out."
"Emmm ... It's not blood they're complaining about."
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Will get right on that. I just had to go wrap up my remix first. Which, wrapped. Yay.
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LMAO
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Drat it. Not finding it. Sorry.
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I'm just imagining a whole lotta people applying for unemployment.
Also...Astana, Quito and Milton Keynes...can I admit I have never heard of any of these places? So unsophisticated!
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But yes! To the pension plan issue. I remember the woes here in Silicone Valley North when a lot of the HiTech firms crashed, and pensions were lost ...
And unemployment? Imagine Clint having to try and file:
"I apologize for the wait, Mr. Barton. Recession, you know. So, what did you do for the government?"
"I kill people."
"Now, Mr. Barton. I realize you've been standing in line for three hours, but that is no reason to get snarky. I'm a government employee too, you know. we're practically colleagues."
"No, really. I kill people. Including Nazi bureaucrats."
"Very funny, Mr. Barton. Dying of laughter here. I'll put down 'stand-up comic' then."
"Remember that African dictator that died mysteriously in a hail of arrows a few years back? Was all over the news. And that guy they found in TriBeCa last night? Nazi bureaucrat, that last one."
"Oh. My. Holy ... Yessir. Whatever you say, sir."
"Right. Oh, and assassin has four 's'."
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But man, it really makes you wonder about some of the protocols they have in place for certain events. I was hoping that Agents of SHIELD would go into this a little bit more, but they chose to introduce SHIELD academies (while claiming to be a secret organization) and other things, and it felt like Hogwarts, so I stopped hoping for protocol porn from them.
I really want a fic where Clint gets bored of writing reports and starts using a thesaurus to make things more interesting, much to the annoyance of the records office.
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LOLLLL about the thesaurus. I can also see him writing. "Flew to Beijing. Shot arrow thru eye. Flew back. "
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But, yeah. Protocol.
"Does SHIELD expect us to fill out a kill report when it has tentacles, Coulson?"
"Absolutely. That was a sentient life form, Skye. They are equal to humans."
"I think that's Star Trek you're thinking of, sir. Isn't it, Fitz?"
"I don't remember anything about sentient life forms when I went to the Academy. I do remember that kill reports went up to 32 pages after I left the field, though."
"Second thought, you're right, guys. We'll file it under scampi, super-sized. Fry it again."
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Standard SHIELD procedure requires that all safehouses be “cleaned” after any occupation lasting longer than ten minutes.
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The cleaning girls always know exactly who has been in a safehouse just by looking at it.
“Which is technically really bad,” Katie points out as she cheerfully disposes of the rumpled sheets left by a more amorous partnership. “If we can identify someone by their bad personal habits, then so could someone else.”
Hayley shakes her head at the ceiling. “Can somebody please tell Hawkeye to stop throwing things?”
Katie raises her eyebrows. “Don’t think they’ll get very far.” Then she cranes her neck to look upward. “What’d he do this time?”
“Her shirt had blood on it.” Hayley’s lips thinned into a frown. “That’s genetic material, peoples.” She threw up her hands and went to grab a stool. “Field agents.”
“Blood…” Katie grimaces and breaks out the carpet cleaner.
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They fill out the very, very, very long form at the end of their visit, checking ( ... )
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