Maria Hill

Holds an icepack against her head. "It's hard to be the boss sometimes.."

Trip to the store was the last thing I wanted to do tonight.

Out of wine. Greeeat.

Shit changes. I also have a lot of help this time around.

Training. We actually have the budget for janitors in this iteration of SHIELD. You're free to come back and help them if you'd like, Morse. You were a pretty good scrubber.

Just... Not tonight. Not missing a trip to Brazil again.

Way too many impulsive agents these days. Gotta reel them in with some training soon.

Text to @FaceCoIIector: 📲 If you're still at my place, get the teapot ready.

"Another week of PT and I should be good."

@FaceCoIIector "They're not leaking, so don't worry." Limping inside, she found the first seat to collapse on with a groan, kicking her shoes off.

@HillsSecrets "Let's be sure to keep that human life of yours long and healthy so you can see them, hm? Now go on. Inside, don't bleed on my rugs."

Frantically presses the button that calls @FaceCoIIector for immediate evac, rushing down an alley. "Come on, come on, come on..."

@FaceCoIIector "Glad to know there's a lot, at least." Hill puts herself at rest right next to the door.

@HillsSecrets "Oh, Maria, we could be married and I wouldn't tell you of the many hiding places I own in this city. I'm a spy and a damn good one at that. "

@FaceCoIIector "There's at least that..." Hill glanced up and down the halls they went through, slightly holding onto her patched wound. "This one of the many hideouts you haven't told me about?"

@HillsSecrets There's a small glance as the duo walked off the helo and down the stairs. Regan throws a smirk to Maria. "Be grateful the wound is cleaned, I guess?"

@FaceCoIIector "Depends on how well you patched me up."

@HillsSecrets "Out we go. Do try not to bleed all over my carpet when we get downstairs, will you?"

@FaceCoIIector "I'd love it, truly, but it's not the time. Get me under a roof with the fireplace on, then we can talk."

@HillsSecrets "I just watched you sprint several blocks away from oncoming fire and you don't want me to kiss you? Oh, Maria, you wound me."

@FaceCoIIector Her wounds didn't make it an easy feat, but she eventually got to place where she could stand and lean against Raven. "You have to stop kissing me with company around."

@HillsSecrets She stopped mending, opting to kiss the director instead. "Stubborn ass. Get up. We're starting to land now."

@FaceCoIIector "Feel like shit too. Never stopped me." A wince here and there, but nothing she hasn't been through before. "Leave the rest for when we land. I want to stretch my legs out a bit before I start walking."

@HillsSecrets She began cutting fabric that got in the way of the wound. Cleaning, mending the scar over her body as they approached their destination. "You look like shit."

@FaceCoIIector Hill rested her eyes for the remainder of the trip, pulling up her arm to stop the blood flow to her wound.

@HillsSecrets Nodding over to the pilot, the body of Lady Mastermind taking place of the metamorph. "You know where to land. Let me help our stowaway."

@FaceCoIIector "Even better. Hope you have some bandages at this place." Hill took a peek out the window, tapping her watch to dismiss a message.

@HillsSecrets "Sorry, this isn't cleared for a SHIELD helipad, and the hired help flying us right now isn't interested in aiding the feds." "We're landing in Hell's Kitchen. Off the grid."

@FaceCoIIector "I wouldn't be doing my job if we didn't." She closes the door and leaned back on the wall, slumping to the ground. "Get me back to HQ and I'll spill the beans. Oh, and choose a better face. Bobbi's halfway across the world right now."

@HillsSecrets They aimed their shots at the climbing Maria. More than enough reason to grit down, and unleash flaming hell from above. The slug struck contact, leaving behind them a blaze of carnage. "...we must stop meeting like this, Director."

@FaceCoIIector Hookshot aimed and shot for the helicopter's interior, pulling herself in with couple of shots into the smoke. "Get us out of here!"

@HillsSecrets A napalm launcher slung over the window of the cockpit, as their pilot hovered a rope for Maria to latch on. "Come on...just one good opening for the Director."