[ There's not real reaction to that door clicking open. Part of her was almost expecting Coulson to be standing behind her. She's dressed in casual clothes herself which is just as unusual for her. She was that sort of person who tended to take work home with her. Her uniform hidden under long black hoodie and her hair pulled back in a tight ponytail.
The sound of May's voice made her drag her eyes away from the city lights. There's only a flicker of a smile on her face at the sight of her. This isn't a social visit. She'd been dodging Coulson's and Hand's calls. For two very different reasons. Dating someone in house was always presented it's own challenges after all.
She finally turns fully around, her hands over her chest. She makes no attempt to go for her glock. At this point it was almost a safety blanket for her. She'd use it if she needed it. Unlike May, she didn't "take a gun if she needed it." She always had one.
There's a pause before she speaks. A moment that simply hangs in the air between them. Her lips pressing together as she soaks in the sight of her.]
no subject
The sound of May's voice made her drag her eyes away from the city lights. There's only a flicker of a smile on her face at the sight of her. This isn't a social visit. She'd been dodging Coulson's and Hand's calls. For two very different reasons. Dating someone in house was always presented it's own challenges after all.
She finally turns fully around, her hands over her chest. She makes no attempt to go for her glock. At this point it was almost a safety blanket for her. She'd use it if she needed it. Unlike May, she didn't "take a gun if she needed it." She always had one.
There's a pause before she speaks. A moment that simply hangs in the air between them. Her lips pressing together as she soaks in the sight of her.]
Agent May. Director Fury sends his regards.