❝How about, FUCK NO?❞ she mumbled to herself as she looked up from the machine in her hand telling her this was where the energy source was coming from. “I swear to fuck, if there is death in this fucking place, I’m gonna kill Coulson.”

_{making his entrance by simply leaning on a wall wasn’t the best way to entice dramatics, but it would suffice for the time being. besides, it wasn’t like he was expecting anyone to show up, and if they did? well, he was expecting more – not just her. 
so, color him amused as he lofts an eyebrow at her words. “there always is death, but it gets boring after a while.” at least in his mind. “round and round people go, but the death? it never stops. especially these days. so, by all means? kill him. i’d love to watch.”}