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[vintageset]

Hi!

This is my open RP Meme thread. This thread is the place to drop me a random or pre-planned thread that does not have to do with any RP Games I am currently in. PSLs, Random Memes, MVU and so on are perfectly fine here. Just make it clear what world we are playing in either in the subject or in your tag! You don't even have to talk to me, just toss a tag up and I will reply to it as soon as I can. I'm very open. If I don't care for the subject matter, I'll PM you. Either way, let's have fun!

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[vintageset]

Care package. [he said with a small shrug and leaned forward, elbows on his knees, head turned to look at the other as he toasted the bread like that. Or, well, burnt it.]

If there's one thing I know, its that you are a fast study. You'll figure this out. There are a couple of books in there. Paper. If you want to read them you'll have to figure out how. Use your mind in a new way. Think outside of the flaming box.

[It was warm in here, man. This was seriously saying something, as the bus was very Air Conditioned. But he didn't say that. And... and Ward, please. Back in the field? You're going on the list. There... there is no field after this. Or... some would say there is no field. Coulson wants to believe he can get it under control and back in the field.]

[He doesn't say anything about that right now.] You've got the time. We'll figure this out.

[ingrantitude]

[Think outside the flaming box.] Is Simmons okay? [That fire. The way it had been handled.

He runs his head through his hands.] Didn't mean to spend so much money flame proofing things.

[vintageset]

Simmons is fine. She's more worried about what she can do to help you then anything else. [He said with a soft smile, not at all happy to see Ward like this. He feels helpless at the moment.]

Don't worry about all that right now. What you need to concern yourself with is actually controlling this so you can get back to a somewhat normal life. [it'll never be normal again] Or at least something that resembles normal.

[ingrantitude]

[It's unexpected. Ward's eyes narrow and he lays his head back against the wall before he drags a hand through his hair and pulls it away quickly.]

Might be easier if you tried ordering me to produce a fireball or something.