heroic_dynamo:

Anyone at the makeshift camp where the Winter Guard was convening with Shield were likely to see a red-armored figure stomping past them, muttering a string of Georgian curses. This was utter garbage! After the Guard had contacted home regarding what had happened, the government decided that it would be a good idea for someone to remain in the West to make it easier for the two countries to coordinate efforts. The idea was sound, Zviad didn't dispute that, but what angered him was apparently he was being voluntered for the job. Of course by voluntered he really meant ordered. Technically it made no sense, he was the newest member of the Guard and thus knew less than any of them. Then again maybe that was the point. Plus he imagined more than a few of the brass leapt at the opportunity to keep him out of the country for as long as possible. Personally he would have liked it if he at least had a say in the matter. Zviad found a sturdy looking rock and sat down. Deciding it was pointless to keep his helmet on, he took it off. For the most part, people kept their distance, as Zviad's anger was palpable.

fleetfootmac:

It was going to be one of Mac's favorite occasions: a non-pointless game of basketball.

"Thanks for having me over, man," he told Adrian. "I can never resist a pickup game with a mutant Russian."

sea_shelly:

It was happening more and more frequently, and frankly, Marrina didn't know what she was going to do about.  Department H doctors had never had a clue how her biology worked to begin with (there were several organs they couldn't identify), even with all the records they'd kept on her mother.

And just as likely, Atlantis didn't know anything either.

But she'd nearly killed people, nearly...

She needed someone to talk to.  Marrina called her sister.