Getting Down to Business…

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As promised, it did not take Mouse long to get in touch with Nick Fury. He wasn’t happy with it, of course. The whole ‘breach of security’ nonsense that Maria didn’t care for, the feral scoffing at the old man’s threats. Yea, yea, yea. She shouldn’t have called. She shouldn’t have risked contacting him. Yada, yada, yada. In truth, Maria had long ago learned how to ignore things like ‘common sense.’ Plus, she always loved getting an opportunity for ruffling Fury’s feathers, so yea, bonus.

Maria set up the meeting in a most ambiguous of places. A late-night diner close to the Navy shipyards in Brooklyn. The owner was an old friend from Maria’s merc days, and allowed Maria to have her meeting late at night in his diner, allowing for them to not have to worry about Hydra picking up what they were planning, Maria also making sure to have Mouse check the place for bugs, the cyberpath finding none. It was close to one in the morning when Maria walked into the diner, the feral’s cat-like amber eyes sweeping the diner, seeing that instead for the cook and one waitress, it was empty. Maria nodded in their direction and headed to a table in the back, Maria nodding her head again when the waitress asked if she wanted coffee. Then, after getting comfortable, Maria waited for Bobbi and Nick to show, the feral mutant casually flipping her butterfly knife with one hand, while casually sipping from her coffee mug with the other.

Let’s see what the big bad Nick Fury would have to say.

WORDS: 294 // TAG: NICK FURY & BOBBI MORSE // OUTFIT: Feral is wearing THIS. // NOTES: Sorry about the shortness, but I'm utter crap at starting threads. PM if I need to edit.

[BOBBI MORSE]

Bobbi couldn't believe it that, Feral had done the unthinkable and managed to get hold of Fury with help from her friend. It was incredible at the short amount of time, mouse was able to track down the former director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Glancing up at the diner that Feral had select for the trio to launch out there plan, well.... Bobbi wasn't even sure if Fury would consider or even agree to such a mission. But she was was more than certain that Fury would like to get even with HYDRA one way or another.

Bobbi slowly got out of her car and sighed deeply for a moment, she had just stood there. All of what she had worked for the last year had come down to this moment and yet she found herself nervous almost at odds, Bobbi didn't understand why or the reasons behide her current feelings, but she knew that her and Feral had to make Fury see why they needed his help and why he needed to be involved in their suicide mission. Of course Bobbi had informed her best friend MARIA HILL of her intentions with HYDRA and what she wanted to do. She wanted to clear her friend's name along with Rogers..... She didn't exactly care much for widow. She might even ask HYDRA if she could be the one to bring Widow in dead or alive.

Wouldn't that stir up some feelings, perhaps it would even make @alice come out of hiding. Closing the door to her car, she pressed the button on her keys and locked the car whilst making her, way towards the diner upon entry. Her crystal blue orbs scanned the diner for a certain mutant. There she was in the corner deep in thought. Bobbi made her way towards Feral and took a seat across from her. "Do you think, He'll make an appearance?.." Bobbi asked Feral quietly, glacing over to the door of the diner every now and again. Now it was a waiting game. To see whether or not Fury shall make an appearance or not. He had went into hiding like herself for a reason, perhaps he didn't want to come out and declare his hand to HYDRA or to the world. 

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[NICK FURY]

Since the attack at Boca Caliente, Nick has kept a very low profile. He had been following what has been going on, but once the Ultron threat was dealt with, he decided to not get himself involved with any of the madness. And madness it has been. The Superhuman Registration Act, which to be honest Nick actually agreed with, was almost a done deal; Romanoff and Rogers had been acting their typical fools; their 'lackeys' had been following them right to the bottom of the pit and the U.N. and the World Security Council had been tightening the noose. HYDRA has managed, with very little work, to shift any attention from themselves to the Secret Avengers and to top it all up, the fools attacked the Hellfire Club, which even Nick was not crazy enough to do when he was Director of SHIELD and had all the resources he had back then at his disposal.

At least the only one who seemed to have common sense was Maria Hill, his former second in command in SHIELD, although if what he had been hearing was correct... she was sleeping with Stark? That was both mind-boggling and hilarious and Nick was not a man well known for his sense of humor, but still... it was hilarious. Hill and Stark were not card-carrying members of each other's fanclub, and yet... it seemed they worked out their differences. Nick thought Hill had better taste in men but then again, Hill was a survivor and if she saw a chance to clear her name by 'boinking' Stark... more power to her. At the very least she wasn't Rogers and Natasha, acting the idiots as they have been for over two years.

And now, he had been contacted by Callasantos and Morse...

Feral knew he was still alive, but he seemed to remember that he gave everyone strict orders not to go around mentioning that fact to anyone. Now another one knew he was not dead... Agent Morse. Clint Barton's biddy. Nick had no doubt she was a very capable agent, but he never approved of inter-agency relationships. He tolerated Romanoff's and Barton's because contrary to popular belief, Nick never could control the infamous Black Widow and she did whatever she wanted. So if letting her have her fun with Barton was all he needed to keep Natasha doing her missions, it was a small price to pay. It wasn't a serious thing between them. Morse and Barton, though, it was more serious but Nick back then had no time to deal with that nonsense, so he let Hill take care of it. Anyway, He was not sure he liked that fact that now someone else knew he was alive, but whatever. They wanted a meet with the semi-retired spy, well, so be it.

He arrived at the dinner wearing a very simple disguise: sunglasses to cover his dead and scarred eye, a baseball cap and a leather jacket. Hiding in plain sight. Old school spy shit. He knew that HYDRA was not looking for him because... well... he was dead anyway, so there was no need to wear some convoluted disguise. He entered the dinner and approached the two women. “This better be good. You two are making me miss an episode of Desperate Housewives.” He said as a way of greetings. Nick was not known for being very sociable.

@feral

NOTE: Sorry for the lateness in replying