For kick_ass_curls
His footsteps didn't ring out through the halls as they usually do. Director Furys walk seemed different. A little less intimidating than usual. A little less... confident. He held a folder in his hand as he walked, a look on his features that hadn't been seen in a while. No one spoke to him as he passed, only throwing glances in his direction. Questioning glances as they wondered what was different. When he reached his destination of the mess hall, Fury, indicated with his head that everyone else should leave before he ordered them to. Her back was too him and he was glad it was. So that he didn't have to see her face before he had prepared himself.
Approaching her, he rounded the table to sit infront of her, folding his hands together and resting them over the file as he looked at her with a grim expresson. "There's something we need to talk about."
Approaching her, he rounded the table to sit infront of her, folding his hands together and resting them over the file as he looked at her with a grim expresson. "There's something we need to talk about."