shield_legacy:

Tim would never let Sammy's birthday go by without celebrating it no matter where he was or what he was doing. He sent a text to her phone with coordinates and a time to meet.

Before she got there he'd have everything all set up. Two small tents, Tim would never assume anything, one with an air mattress in it for her. He knew Sammy wouldn't like sleeping on the ground. A nice sized camp fire was burning, coffee was made and there was a pot of chili bubbling in a cast iron pot. Tim also packed ingredients necessary for S'mores.

Now all that was needed was the birthday girl.

sammyfury:

Sammy Fury stood with fists planted on her hips and stared at the sign on Timmy's new clubhouse door.

PRIVATE. NO GIRLS ALLOWED.

shield_legacy:

Tim loved coming into work with Grandpa. SHIELD headquarters was exciting! There was so much to see and do with people everywhere. Grandpa occasionally had a meeting so Tim went into the daycare area, though he was old enough not need daycare. Though they did have good snacks and it just happened to be snack time.

aceofhearts:

Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks and months have gone by since Etoile lost her family. Upon arriving at the Mansion, her life had been altered in many ways. She gained new ground by establishing connections with her fellow team mates. Not only are they friends, they became her second family.

Etoile never gave up on searching for her family. To those who /know/ her, may have thought she forgot about her main purpose. In fact, she never lost sight of it. She spent every awaking moment to locate them. Whenever she wasn't doing a mission, she did recon missions to gather up information.

Each moment she left the comfort of the Mansion, she would come home with some sort of wound.

( Tattered, torn and bruised.... )

shield_legacy:

Tim managed to get a few days off and he headed to New York. Working on Top Secret stuff didn't allow for much social contact with other people not working on the project. A few days off was just what he needed to head to New York and check in on his best friend.

He headed into SHIELD's public offices and straight for where Sammy was at.

nextgen_parent:

It took a few days after the Helicarrier crashed - a few days to drag the river, check the hospitals...Nikki Coulson was MIA, presumed dead. Sammy had seen her in the lower levels a minute before impact, they'd been over the area with every scrap of tech and every ounce of man power SHIELD could scrape up looking for signs of life, and found none.

It had been a long time since Phil Coulson had been to the Helicarrier, and he didn't think it would be to try to recover his daughter's personal belongings. She had been a private woman, and the job....it had consumed her life for the last 10 years, there hadn't been anything else, Nikki had put every ounce of her time and energy into becoming a better agent - and now there was a hole in the ground with an empty coffin about to be put in it.

Stoic as usual, Phil waited in the back of the small chapel in Norfolk to greet the mourners, to robotically thank them, tell them Nikki would appreciate that they were there before the quiet service was to begin.

onearmofhydra:

Things were going according to plan. Viper was quite please by the way things were progressing. Alliances had been made. Plans were laid and the attack against the RenTech factory had been a great decoy. The real attack had been on another RenTech factory where working Zero Point Energy Modules were being stored. Once she had her hands on an energy source powerful enough to power the weapon scientists had develop she could initiate the next part of her plan.

The weapon was almost powerful enough to blacken a large city, but Olivia had other plans. More important plans. The ZPEM was put into the weapon and the weapon was on a large cargo ship in the Atlantic a few miles off the coast of New York Habor. The weapon was powered up.

A blinding white light shot forth from the weapon and blazed a trail across the sky. The light slammed into the Helicarrier, SHIELD's flying fortress.

While the distraction of the impact of the ion pulse slammed into the Helicarrier, a small flying craft came in right behind the blinding white light. It landed on the deck while panic and chaos broke out on the flying fortress.

sammyfury:

Sammy was still mad at Tim, but she couldn't let his birthday go by without some sort of acknowledgement. Not when she'd finally found the ultimate gift months before. She'd jumped through hoops to get it, invoked her father's name and still followed the rules exactly.

The rat hadn't even told her he was leaving SHIELD or where he was staying when he left! Some friend he was! But that didn't stop her. She had the three cases of Westvleteren Trappist beer delivered to the address she'd gotten from the deputy director. It was supposed to be one of the holy grails of beer and she thought he'd like it.

A card was included but not signed. She was mad!

shield_legacy:

Tim whistled as he walked down the busy New York sidewalk. Work was done for the day and now he'd refuel with some coffee before heading home and do some more work.

shield_legacy:

It took a little to get settled into the new job and Tim was quite content working for Stark Inc. The money and the opportunity were too good to pass up and it gave him the space he needed. Now that he was settled and could kick back a little and relax, he sent an email to people he knew. The invitation was to meet at the The Malt House in the Village for food and drinks.

Tim sat at a table typing up notes on his Stark Tablet.

nextgen_holiday:

“Fathers, like mothers, are not born. Men grow into fathers and fathering is a very important stage in their development.” – David Gottesman

shield_legacy:

Lena would receive a package containing a few bottles of beer Tim brewed and a tee shirt that had the molecular formula for caffeine on it. In addition he sent a pound of Kona roast coffee. The card inside included an invitation to dinner on a night of her choosing.

shield_legacy:

Tim's lab was cleaned out of all personal stuff and he carried the last few items in a bag slung over his shoulder. The beer fridge would be dismantled and put into storage and kept there when he returned. If he returned. Maybe life's path wouldn't bring him back this way.

There was one last thing he had to do.

He knocked lightly on the door to Lena's lab.

shield_legacy:

Tim had been mulling things over for sometime now and needed to talk things through with someone. That someone was his cousin. Alice had always been there to listen to his woes and be a sounding board when he needed to get things out and hear them. Two bottles of his latest batch of beer in hand he went to find his cousin.

shieldbratgirl:

The Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. need some serious down time. The personal stresses were starting to outweight the professional stresses, and that was saying something. The answer? Copious amounts of alcohol, darts, and quite possibly kareoke. Nikki was down for at least two of the three as she got the first round of Patron shots.

shield_legacy:

Tim had taken a week off after he had been rescued and it helped clear his head. He had argued that he was fine and wanted to get back in the lab, but they forced him to take a week off. As soon as he was allowed back in his lab he got back to work. Work was the best way for him to deal with what happened and to move on.

He /did/ have a lot to catch up on and had eagerly thrown himself at it.

nextgen_parent:

The S.H.I.E.L.D. field team would receive an urgent summons to report to the main briefing room.

shield_legacy:

They had been working non-stop for two and a half weeks on the project and had made considerable progress. The notes Erskine's granddaughter had found were valuable and had helped them make the progress they had. Tim mused that if they had these notes decades ago they would have recreated the Super Soldier serum long before now.

Tim had been working for the past thirty six hours and needed a break. Maybe a quick nap and some caffeine. They would do the trick.

shield_legacy:

Tim wasn't sure what was going on, but he had been summoned to a mission briefing. He usually didn't get called to mission briefings. The only briefings he ever got to go to were ones where they did weapons demonstrations.

He entered the room and was surprised he was the first one there. He grabbed a chair and kicked back while he waited.

shield_legacy:

Etoile sent Tim a text message with an address and a time. What was that girl up to? Curious, Tim showed up at the appropriate place and time. The club he was standing outside of was rather busy and he could hear the music from the street.

shield_legacy:

Tim had promised Etoile they would go rock climbing and he wasn't one to break his promise. He gathered his gear and his suitcase. He met her at the airport and together they headed for Arizona. Once they touched down in Phoenix they climbed into a Jeep Wrangler and drove toward Canon de Chelly National Park where Spider Rock was waiting for them.

Tim pulled the Jeep into a small parking area and killed the engine.

agent_v:

Mission complete, thank God.  Peter had just returned to the Helicarrier, gone to his personal quarters, showered, and emerged once more to wander the halls.  He was on free time at the moment, for however long that lasted.  Why not take that time to see who wasn't doing anything important?

shield_legacy:

Tim had been preparing for Sammy's birthday for some time. He always did. Sammy wasn't the type he just bought something for. Each year his birthday and Christmas gifts to her were things he spent time making. This year he made a one of kind Sammy Fury action figure for her along with a new gun. It was encoded to her DNA and could only be used by her. The fun part was that it collapsed down to something about the size of an iPhone. It would fit in a pocket.

He left the items in her office with no note. She would know who they're from.

shield_legacy:

Big Nick's was one of Tim's favorite places for a burger and some beer. Sometimes he got pizza with the works instead. Tonight was a burger day with a glass of Guinness. It was on the late side of the night, but that was one of the great things about Big Nick's. It was open late to satisfy beer and burger cravings.

He sat in a booth and drank his beer while he fooled around on his computer tablet. His burger would be coming soon.

shield_legacy:

Tim stood by the SHIELD jet waiting for Brad to arrive. They were scheduled to test fly a new experimental plane, but first they had to get to the test sight. Tim leaned against the plane and checked his email. Despite being out of the lab for only five minutes, he was still working.

nextgen_holiday:


You are cordially invited to attend the 28th annual Maria Stark Foundation's Winter Charity event.

Four Seasons Hotel
57 East 57th Street
New York, NY 10022

Friday 21st of September
Seven O'clock pm - Midnight

Formal dress required.

Please bring a donation for Toys for Tots.


The grand ballroom of the Four Seasons Hotel on 57 East 57th street was festively decorated for the holidays. A series of lit candles on every table gave off warm light and the dulcet tones of a jazz ensemble filled the room.

People, the upper elite of New York society, Hollywood celebrities, musicians, politicians and even superheroes moved around the room. People sat at tables and talked, while some moved gracefully around the large dance floor.

Tables loaded with unwrapped and unopened toys lined one wall and at one end stood a very large decorated Christmas tree. Wrapped presents sat under the tree, but they were just empty boxes wrapped for decoration. Mistletoe hung from the ceiling near the tree and people stopped to kiss.

The air was light and the mood happy and festive.

girlspy:

Alice did not like how mopey her cousin had been lately. She knew Tim was feeling a little blue lately, and she was going to fix that. She'd made a call to the Baxter Building, and set Tim up on a blind date with Valeria Richards of the Future Foundation. She was cute. She was nerdy, and she loved science. Perfect for Tim. He deserved a nice girl. And if he if also got laid in the process, then that was pretty awesome for him, too.

Alice made her way to the lab when she knew that Tim would be there by himself. She walked in, grinning from ear to ear.

"Hey, Timmy!"

Nope. Totally not up to something at all, not her.

shield_legacy:

Tim did the one thing most people do when they didn't want to think; he threw himself into his work. He spent the past week in his lab working on projects. When he was working he wasn't thinking about things like feelings and whatnot. Life was better that way.

treadlightly:

So, Anya talked him into hosting this year... so Avengers Mansion is all set up for a proper party in the main lounge. Extra couches set around the giant screen, plenty of food - ranging from the chips and soda to the pretzels and beer.

The front doors are left watched, but open, and invitations have been sent out to the guys on all the teams the Avengers are in contact with... so... potentially a lot of people.

shield_legacy:

The labrats, Tim included, loved the holidays. At least the ones where they were allowed to decorate. They had a ton of decorations and they took a day to decorate the lab. This year was no exception. The lab was decorated to the hilt. They had a fireplace, with a real fire, a recliner and a Christmas tree in the middle. They even had holographic projections to turn the lab into Santa's Workshop. Snow fell all around the lab and went from flakes directly to gas, not leaving any water anywhere.

They even had a remote controlled Santa with sleigh and reindeer flying around the lab. Once in awhile it would buzz close to someone's head and then zip away. All of the labrats wore santa hats or elf ears. Humorous Christmas songs played on the sound system.

Someone had even put some mistletoe over the main entrance to the lab.

nextgen_holiday:

"Nothing is more honorable than a grateful heart." - Seneca

In America today is a day for being thankful for the things in people's lives. Today was a day to celebrate family, friends, prosperity and health with food, family and friends. It is a time to reflect on what is important us and to recognize the gratitude we hold for having those things in our lives.

sammyfury:

Armed with a notepad and PDA, a list of properties, and a Hulk-sized travel mug of hot coffee, Sammy used her elbow to knock on Tim's door. Today was the day and he /promised/ he would go with her to check out apartments. She was going to hold him to it, unless he really had work to do, or an important experiment on the cooker, or if he really didn't want to go. Her back up, Power, was currently in the middle of his psych eval, and Alice was off again. Tim would be the better choice. He had an eye for details that her parents would take seriously, and he was fun to hang out with.

nextgen_holiday:

All Hallow's Eve, or Halloween as it has been come to be called, is a popular holiday with children and adults alike. It is a holiday that had its roots in the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain or Summer's End. Samhain celebrated the end of the "lighter half" of the year and the beginning of the "darker half".

On this evening the barriers between this world and the Otherworld were believed to be thin and the spirits, good and bad, of the dead could pass through. The spirits of the family's ancestors were welcomed in while evil and bad spirits were warded off by the wearing of masks and costumes. The costumes and masks disguised one as a harmful spirit and avoided harm from others.

It was also a harvest celebration and time to take stock of food stores for the winter. Livestock were slaughtered and the meat prepared for storage. It was the final harvest of the year and the crops were then stored for the winter. Celebrations included bonfires and tales of the family's ancestors.

It was a celebration of the dead and of the harvest.

Today we dress up in scary and not so scary costumes and masks and go door to door for candy or attend costume parties. It is a night for revelry, pranks and fun.

shield_legacy:

It had taken some time to figure out exactly how to do this, but it all came down to the wording. Tim didn't lie on the requisition form, he did need a cooling unit in the lab since there were chemicals and things that needed to stay cool or they would go boom, but the cooling unit wasn't exactly a typical lab type of cooling unit. With the newly renovated lab space there was enough room for Tim to finally have space for what he had been dreaming about for some time now.

On the Purchase Rec it was a cooling unit. In actuality it was way more than that. The rec went in through the normal channels and got approved. A few weeks later it was delivered and Tim had set it up in the lab. One side for beer and one side for those things that would go boom. He had put those things that go boom in there and had put some of his own brewed beer in it.

shield_legacy:

Tim had wandered out of his lab early in the morning to head down to the Mess for some coffee. Normally he made it in the lab since a coffeemaker was a vital part of lab equipment, but he was out of beans and hadn't been down ground-side to get some. So the Mess it was. The Mess didn't have the high octane coffee like the lab, but it would help him make it through the day.

He filled his mug and grabbed two donuts and found a seat.

shield_legacy:

Tim tried not to forget birthdays, but occasionally one slipped by. Thankfully this time he was only a day late. He got his hands on a book of the history of aircraft for Brad and threw in a gift card to Amazon. Along with those two items, Tim put in a slip of paper promising Brad first dibs on the new experimental aircraft that would be ready soon.

nextgen_misc:


You are cordially invited to attend

Terra Nova Charity Fundraiser

Twenty-Fourth of September Two Thousand Twelve

New York Botanical Gardens' Enid A. Haupt Conservatory

Seven pm until one am.

Formal dress required

shield_legacy:

Tim hated the yearly psych eval, but if he didn't get them they wouldn't let him play with all the cool toys. He didn't particularly like talking about himself or what was bothering him. He had a personal policy of never talking about personal things with people unless of course it was Sammy. Even she didn't know everything.

He made it to Valini's office and knocked on the door.

shield_legacy:

Tim was horrible with dates unless they were a deadline and it was normal for him to miss things. Thankfully he set up reminders for important things like birthdays. The only one he ever remembered without a reminder was Sammy's.

When the notification came in for Josh's birthday Tim took some time in the morning to head into New York and get him a gift. Tim wasn't exactly sure what to get him, but he did find a few things. He left a wrapped copy of Sun Tzu's Art of War and a gift card to Barnes and Noble on Josh's desk in HQ.

battle_shield:

 Director Fury was calling for an update on various operations. Josh's job was keeping track of developments from various criminal organizations and superhuman threats. As such, he was among those called.

bio_nerd:

Getting her out of the lab was an achievement itself. Getting her out of the lab to go to an amusement park? That was even more of a feat.

sammyfury:

Sammy made good on her promise. She flew out to Arizona to meet Tim and go with him to San Diego. She even allowed him to pick out her costume. What she didn't sign up for was the long drive across the desert to get there. For some weird reason she expected them to fly.

She fell asleep immediately when they left before dawn, only to wake up when she sensed the car wasn't moving any longer. It was hot already when she opened one eye to see where they were. Which was nowhere. All she could see was the highway shimmering in the distance and lots of flat land covered with scrub.

Sitting up, she covered a yawn and shook her head awake. "Are we stopping for breakfast? Is there coffee?"

bio_nerd:

Stepping out of the roadside diner they'd made a stop at, Lena feels refreshed and ready to go. She figured it was her turn at the wheel now anyway, poor Tim had done most of the driving until now.

"Okay, I'll admit, I know about your whole thing about getting fellow lab people out and about to enjoy society and all but this is actually quite fun. There, I said it. I can enjoy being out of the lab."

In fact, maybe she'd make the effort to leave it more oft- ...damn it. No. This could not be...she'd bet the new equipment on it's way to her lab that they'd parked the car right there! And it had been locked. 

There's some unlady-like swearing under her breath now. 

sammyfury:

Sammy was on her second cup of coffee and swiping pictures across a tablet while she waited for Tim. She needed his brain and good sense, and his company. They'd been friends practically since diapers with their families so close, and she lorded her six month edge over him at every opportunity. It had become even more necessary when he shot past her in height before they'd reached junior high school.

Her shoulder injury was on the mend, but it had given her some time to think. It seemed only natural to talk about it with the best friend she had outside her Glock.