Coulson had been FINE however. He was back and away, at a post where he could too, keep an eye on the rookies, but also the site. His eyes were not as good as Bartons, but they were good enough to see the one go down.
"Meyers took a hit. Looks like a dart. Two men in camos came out and dragged him in. Hutchinson..." just marked her grave by... "went after." He was already gathering up a few things, intending to start to move. "Communications seem to be down as soon as they stepped inside." No wonder they haven't heard anything.
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Date: 2013-04-25 04:12 am (UTC)"Meyers took a hit. Looks like a dart. Two men in camos came out and dragged him in. Hutchinson..." just marked her grave by... "went after." He was already gathering up a few things, intending to start to move. "Communications seem to be down as soon as they stepped inside." No wonder they haven't heard anything.