Jones Sparrow
Veilsight
ICanBeAnyone
WolfLover
erikh
ChronicleMan
“This is bad…” Sharon said. As the computer began to talk the blonde quickly began to go through the room, this wasn’t the time to listen to the screen talk; something was wrong and in her gut she could feel it. Shit shit shit shit SHIT! We need to leave, we need to leave! Her movements took her around the room as the computer screen began to talk listing off their information; there has to be a way out, this isn’t good this isn’t good at all!
Her movements froze when her name was called and her attention turned to the screen in horror. He knew of her nickname, that information was so confidential that hardly anyone knew of that. Instinctively her gaze turned to Natasha who shot her that “We’re talking about this later.” look before going back to listening to the voice. Sharon’s head hung slightly as she had never wanted to keep something like that from someone she trusted so much but she didn’t have a choice.
Arriving to a computer, her fingers began to fly across the keys. “This is bad!” She shouted to the group who turned to her. “There are missiles locked onto our location coming directly for us. We need to leave.” With that the impossible mission began. The girls jumped on two computers and began to type. “Captain!” Sharon called out to him. “Please see if you can bust a way out of here, we’ll buy you some time.”
“You are in so much trouble.” Natasha muttered under her breathe as she typed on the computer.
“We don’t have time for this.” Sharon muttered in response.
“You’re Irma.” Natasha barked at her sounding annoyed. “Didn’t think your streak was better than mine!”
“That’s what you’re worried about?” Sharon said, her voice was filled with a small amount of laughter.
“That’s part of it, we will be having a serious conversation after this.”
“Captain. Where’s our exit?” Sharon called out in an attempt to ignore Natasha glaring.
Her movements froze when her name was called and her attention turned to the screen in horror. He knew of her nickname, that information was so confidential that hardly anyone knew of that. Instinctively her gaze turned to Natasha who shot her that “We’re talking about this later.” look before going back to listening to the voice. Sharon’s head hung slightly as she had never wanted to keep something like that from someone she trusted so much but she didn’t have a choice.
Arriving to a computer, her fingers began to fly across the keys. “This is bad!” She shouted to the group who turned to her. “There are missiles locked onto our location coming directly for us. We need to leave.” With that the impossible mission began. The girls jumped on two computers and began to type. “Captain!” Sharon called out to him. “Please see if you can bust a way out of here, we’ll buy you some time.”
“You are in so much trouble.” Natasha muttered under her breathe as she typed on the computer.
“We don’t have time for this.” Sharon muttered in response.
“You’re Irma.” Natasha barked at her sounding annoyed. “Didn’t think your streak was better than mine!”
“That’s what you’re worried about?” Sharon said, her voice was filled with a small amount of laughter.
“That’s part of it, we will be having a serious conversation after this.”
“Captain. Where’s our exit?” Sharon called out in an attempt to ignore Natasha glaring.
