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Autumn Meme

THE AUTUMN MEME

It's that time of year again; Autumn.
Whether it's raking the leaves or running to Starbucks for a Pumpkin Spice Latte,

the season is back upon us and it's time to enjoy it before winter comes.

Scenarios:
Look at all the pretty colors - Maybe you just feel like strolling down the street and looking at all the leaves turning colors. Maybe you're shopping for something to fit in with the autumn theme. Or you could be setting up an easel to try to capture how the trees look like they're on fire. Just enjoy the turning shades.

I didn't agree to be in this movie -Yes, it's that time again, fog time. It can be creepy or beautiful or both and guess what? You're trapped in it. Are you alone? Are you at home looking out the windows, or stuck somewhere waiting for it to clear so you can drive? Maybe you're walking home late at night and the fog is as creepy as hell and was that the sound of someone sharpening an axe?

Something to warm the cockles - Coffee house prompt. You want your pumpkin spice latte and you want it now. Or maybe you want extra nutmeg. Or maybe someone made a pumpkin cheesecake and you want the line to move faster before someone gets the last piece. You're in a coffee house and there's coffee. Have fun with that.

I just raked that - Yes, it's lawncare time. You've been ordered to clean up your yard and make nice efficient piles. Or maybe you're strolling down the street and you happen to see a nice pile just begging you to jump in. Or push your friend. Or maybe someone's dog or cat is hiding in one and is ready to jump out and scare the crap out of you. Only one way to find out.

But it's only so many days until Halloween - Oh. You're one of those. The ones that love Halloween and start setting things up as soon as there's a slight briskness to the air. Well, time to go shopping. Or maybe you need to start setting up the decorations in the window. Or the yard. Or buying candy to appease the inevitable hordes. Halloween comes but once a year, so get ready for it while you can.

Wildcard - There are plenty of autumn activities to do. Make some up on your own, be it strolling with a friend or curling up with someone special and enjoying something sweet

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Edited 2014-10-30 16:43 (UTC)

[Simmons had been examining the trapped glucose in the maple leaves, fascinated how a simple change in how a tree functions produces such bright colours.

Said red appears in her cheeks when she's sure she's spotted someone frighteningly familiar. Once upon the time, she would've shrunk away, called for May, or anyone really, but now.]

I meant it.

[Subtle? No, considering she's shouted it.]

[Ward's hands raised and he turned to look at her, groaning as he spots her. He wasn't intentionally trying to find her. So, of course he would run right into her.]

Now Simmons... I...

[Finally, he had escaped his brother. He knew he wasn't welcome with Coulson and his team, but he wasn't going back to his brother either. He'd rather die first.]

Don't shoot. I... I'll leave.

[Raised hands mean nothing to her. Ward's attempt to kill them, and a good dose of survivor's guilt, means that the Simmons Ward knew, is long gone.]

I didn't say I'd shoot you. I said I'd kill you. Shooting means you can recover.

[Fitz can't recover, so why should Ward?]

[Slowly, he starts to back away from Simmons. He knows he'll never be able to get her to understand, just like he failed getting Fitz to realize his intentions. It even sounded far fetched to himself.]

You don't understand what I was going through at the time. I can't begin to put into words what a predicament I was in. You wouldn't believe me, so... So it's best I just go.

So nearly killing Fitz was you working out your issues?

[He may back away, but she's taking a step forward (okay, two steps as he's a lot larger than her) to keep equidistant.

And you can't go. I haven't killed you yet!

No, that's not what I meant. I was trying to save you. He wanted me to kill you both with a bullet in your brains, but I was trying to buy you time until you could be saved. I... I was trying to help.

[He took another step back. He knew he shouldn't be afraid of Simmons, but seeing that look in her eyes, he was.]

Funny, I don't really want to die tonight. Then it will be twice I've escaped someone trying to kill me.

Trying to save us? Is that what you tell yourself so you can sleep at night?

{She's already reaching in her pocket for something, not that she's subtle about it, because this is Simmons. Such a thing isn't possible.]

Did you see what you did to him? Do not walk away from me!

[Really, Simmons?]

It's the truth! I had... I had to do it. He was the only family I had for a long time. I couldn't just let him down. I didn't want to hurt you at all. I thought I was doing a good thing.

[He shakes his head and turns, running until he's ducking behind a large tree, running into the woods. He hopes that the autumn leaves and the forest can hide him from Simmons, at least for now. He's not walking away now, he's running.]

Had to do it. No one makes Grant Ward [She uses her imitation voice this time, though it's nowhere near as cute as before.] do anything! You chose a madman --

[Oh great, he's running, and while she's taken up running while with HYDRA, for the obvious reasons, she's not half as quick as him. She's also not half as quiet, as the leaves crunch loudly underfoot.]

I've already called May!

[It's the most effective threat she can come up with, and it's true, though more sent and alert, than call.]

[Ward shook his head, moving to crouch down behind a bush, waiting. She didn't know anything about him. There was two men who could make him do things he didn't want to. Things he felt he had to, even if he didn't agree with it. Garrett and his brother. Two people he hoped he would never see again after today.

He sighed, covering his mouth and crouching down low enough that he hoped he couldn't be seen. The minute she ran past him, he would double back. She doesn't get it, doesn't understand the pain he was in. He had come in with a mission, before meeting people who actually cared about him. It was a foreign feeling to him.]

[Simmons sees him as a man playing the victim, and refusing responsibility. She knows what Fitz almost did to him, and that angered her more. Her Fitz should be incapable of trying to rob someone of air. It's easier to blame him for everything, as if that will somehow fix the problem.

She stops about four metres away from him, but she's not got years of stealth training.]

Do you know why trees shed their leaves? It's a way to protect itself, it doesn't have enough energy to keep the leaf, so the chlorophyll breaks down, and the leaves fall off, but it always leaves a scar. Did you know that? It's like what happens to the body without oxygen!

[She's babbling, trying to make him respond. She doesn't want May to get there and Ward to have vanished.]

[He isn't just a man playing the victim, but even he can admit that it sounds that way in his head. He tried to take responsibilty for his actions. That's why he had stayed down in the prison Coulson built. That's why he didn't try to break out before. Why he tried to give them good intel and tried to rebuild trust. He had failed, of course. He knows that he'll be the blame, always the blame.

He takes a deep breath, slowly exhaling out of his nose, not his mouth, trying to remain quiet. He listens to her, smiling in spite of himself. Fitz and Simmons were so smart, smarter than anyone he'd ever known. He'd been impressed by their genius, amazed by it. Even now, when she's trying to get him to talk, he can't help but be intrigued by the amount of information that she knows. Not that he'll answer her.

He needed to get out of there. He didn't want to stay, to try to convince her again of his reasons. Reasons she wouldn't listen to or ever believe. Reaching down, he grabbed a rock and threw it, far off to the left so that she might think he was making noise over there. After a few minutes, he calls out to her.]
Do you know what happens to a body when a bullet goes through it? When someone forces your hand? Sometimes, you have to do what you think you need to do to save everyone.

[He slowly rises to his feet and moves to the right, the opposite direction of the rock he threw.]

[Acceptance would be accepting anything. He owed a debt, and if the only way to pay it was to be turned over to his brother? Just another case of Ward's base nature of violence when he doesn't get what he wants.

That's all Simmons sees.

Being terrible at this, she addresses what she says next in the direction of the rock.]

To save everyone? You nearly had us all killed? What about Koenig? Didn't he matter, or was he no longer useful to you like Fitz?

[This would likely look braver and more confident, if she was looking in the right direction.]

She'd needed away for a while which was why she'd headed out. Yes, by herself and without anyone with her. It might of been a bit dangerous but that was neither here nor there. Finding a nearby coffee house she can't help but smile a little. Maybe a little hot chocolate was in order. Something warm on this chilly day that they were having.

Regardless of the reason why, she was heading out. And he didn't like that. She had to be watched. She was a big part of his mission. If something happened to her, he would be upset.

So, he followed her. And he knew she was going to be pissed off about it, but the mission had to come first. Following her into the cafe, he smiled as he leaned over her shoulder. "Fancy meeting you here. Can I buy you a cup of coffee?"

It takes a lot for her not to nearly jump out of her skin. The fact that Ward had found her was interesting as well. Not that she thought he wouldn't. "No, but you can buy me a cup of hot chocolate. In the mood for it rather than coffee."

Oh, she wasn't happy that he was there or had followed her, "What're you doing here, Ward?"

"Mmmm, with whipped cream as well?" He smiled warmly at her. "Maybe some chocolate shavings? You can't just have hot chocolate without all the rest of it?"

Yes, he could tell she was really unhappy with him. He wouldn't let that deter him. "Looking for a good, hot drink. Is that so wrong?" And, following her as well. "If you want me to leave...?"

She knew that he was there for another reason all together and she honestly didn't like it. What in the hell was he going on about? Other than hot chocolate. She shakes her head, "You can stay but we're not talking about work." It was really all that simple.

"Fine." He smiled as they moved up to the counter. Pulling out a twenty, he ordered a mocha and a bagel. "And whatever she wants." He steps aside, so that she can come up to the counter and place her order. He doesn't care what they do or do not talk about. He just is glad that she hasn't hit him yet.

To be honest, she wanted to deck Ward but it would make a scene. Something that, in that moment, she didn't really want. So instead she orders a bagel and a nice hot cup of hot chocolate. Then she turns to Ward, eyes narrowed. "So did he send you or are you doing this of your own accord?"

It wasn't often that they got a chance to just relax, especially since HYDRA had been a constant threat every since the fall of the Triskelion and the collapse of SHEILD as a whole. So when they had been offered a little bit of downtime? It hadn't taken much urging from Mack to get Fitz to leave the base for a little bit.

He'd ended up taking a walk, by himself for once, bundled up in a jacket as he wandered through the small wooded path that lay not far from where their base had been established this time around. Mack knew where he was, as did Simmons, and he had a small comm device tucked into his hand just in case something happened.

But right now? Right now was good.

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