6831/Another day in SHIELD Gitmo

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Another day in SHIELD Gitmo
Date of Scene: 09 March 2019
Location: Recovery Room 02 - The Triskelion
Synopsis: Agent Ward comes to investigate the teenage WMD that is spending an extended stint as a guest of SHIELD
Cast of Characters: Nyx, Grant Ward




Nyx has posed:
It has now been over a month for Samantha since she became an 'guest' of SHIELD. She has gotten really familiar with this room in Medical with it's special setup. No electronics outside the TV and the closed system DVR with a wide variety of shows storaged into it. She has also gotten pretty familiar with late night visits to the Gym. Science R&D's Weapon Test Ranges. Various medical scanning rooms. The cafeteria for variety when she can sweet talk Phil, not Coulson, her main escort to take her there vs. food in her room.

Honestly the teenager may start to go absolutely nuts at this rate, this is worse than being grounded by her parents.

Right now she is tucked up on the bed, wearing a pretty typical set of SHIELD fatigues, watching a west coast reality TV show about super hero wannabes. "I could totally win this show and crush everyone in it...I'm not even sure half these people have powers...."

Grant Ward has posed:
He had been standing in the doorway for a moment, watching the new SHIELD "guest". If she had notcied him, she had given him no reason to think she was set to acknowledge his existence. Her file had been read, there were few files that he had clearances for that Agent Grant Ward had not read. Her file was interesting and because of this, Agent Ward had to come and see for himself what SHIELD was harboring.
"Half of them probably don't. And the ones that do more than likely have not fiugred out how to use them yet." A few steps are taken into the room and he stoicly announces his arrival. "Agent Ward. Grant Ward. Remember it. It will serve you well during your stay." He pauses a moment to look at the screen and then turns his attention fully to the young teen once more.
"You really think you could win this show? I mean..perhaps. Afterall, you have no idea what is going on with you..do you?"

Nyx has posed:
Honestly Samantha was busy watching the show and missed the whole entrance to her room. Not a whole lot of situational awareness to be honest due to a complete lack of training and skill in that department.

Nyx did notice, Nyx did not care.

When Grant speaks up though and enters the room Sam does notice turning her attention away from the show to the Agent. "Oh.. uh.. hey." she pauses a bit awkward. "Samantha.. or um Sam.. but you probably knew that." her attention flicks back to the show. "Well I am definitely more likely to win than that guy with a bow. I mean who the hell uses arrows." then she pales "God don't tell Agent Barton I said that..."

Grant Ward has posed:
His reply is quick and deadpan. "I know right. I mean a bullet travels much faster and is much harder to remove. You can tell Agent Barton I said that." There is the slightest hint of a smirk as he exhales slowly and regards her once more. "Samantha Twining. 18. School was not really your thing. Could barely hold down a job at a fast food restaurant as you were what one employer called." He pauses a moment and puts a finger to his lips in thought. "A Mc' Fuck Up. I must admit that part of your file made me laugh...a bit."
He slowly starts to pace in front of where she is seated and continues. "Destined for prison if the streets did not get to you first. And now...now your entire life has been turned upside down and you by no choice of your own are a guest at the Black Eagle Hotel."
He then moves to sit on the edge of the bed, not anywhere that would make the girl uncomfortable. "Your head must be spinning."

Nyx has posed:
Well she is scooted up against the headboard, so plenty of space at the foot without really invading her personal space.

"McFuckup.. jesus fuck you to whoever put that in my file." there is a frown from Samantha there. "Also.. Prison seems a little harsh..." though really her first act with super powers was to unsuccessfully try to rob some ATMs. Unsuccessful but still, she tried.

"I think it stopped spinning a couple of weeks ago to be honest, this is happening.. has happened. Are you here for more psyche tests or something Agent Ward?" yeah she has been through a whole lot of testing by psyche, R&D, medical, and more.

Grant Ward has posed:
Ward shakes his head slowly, his delivery still stoic and straight to the point. "No. Not here for any testing. I mean unless of course you want more. I am more than qualified to determine what's going on inside that head of yours."
He reaches into the inside pocket of his suitcoat and pulls out a pack of gum, tossing it on the bed in front of her. "There is one piece missing. That's what you kids are chewing these days right?" He does not even wait for the reply and then coninues on. "I had just been away for a bit and wanted to get up to speed on our new guest."
He looks to the door and then back to her with a raised brow. "Your little escort gone MIA?"

Nyx has posed:
"I assume Phil or someone is out there standing a shift. They don't stand here watching me watch TV though... I mean they don't have much to do unless I ask to go out to the gym or something." a shrug from Samantha there.

She picks up the pack of gum and looks it over then shrugs and takes a stick of gum out and pops it into her mouth. "You are woefully out of touch with teenagers for the record. You don't even look that old either." amusement from Sam there.

"SHIELD doesn't have a ton of guests... also what did you mean about Black Eagle ho... ooh the emblem.. fuck.. never mind." she didn't get it until she started to say it out loud. "I'm told it could be worse, there are actual prison cells somewhere in this building but I am a 'guest'."

Grant Ward has posed:
"Oh they assigned you Phil? Well I mean I guess you could have gotten worse. Don't tell him I told you this, but if you want to get on his good side talk about "The Bachelor". He shrugs his shoulders. "I read his file too." His eyes drift to the television then back. "You want to go to the gym ever you ask for me. I will make sure you get what you need. It's kind of my thing."
"You are a guest. A special guest...but don't expect a mint on the pillow and an afternoon massage. No doubt SHIELD is going to figure out all they can about you and only then decide what to do with you." He slowly rises from the bed with the slightest of winces and tries to hide the hand going to his ribs. "Do you need anything?"

Nyx has posed:
Samantha watches the wince and then looks to the television. "Man that show.. okay noted." she seems super skeptical, though she supposes she could watch the current season and mention it to the guard.

"I am pretty sure unless you are Captain America we shouldn't spar... I mean you said you read the file. I have no clue what I am doing and if I hit you by accident I bet I will get moved down to where ever the actual jail cells are Agent Ward." she seems sincere not sarcastic or arrogant about that. Also mildly worried.

At his ask about what she needs "Social media?" she quips, this though is sarcasm, she knows damn well that no one in SHIELD is giving her a computer or smartphone right yet.

Grant Ward has posed:
"Yeah, that show. No nee dto tslk about that." He turns to face her fully once again, folding his hands behind his back. "Oh I read your file, twice. It's what I do. I would not consider sparring with you. You are a little pint sized puncher arn't you?" A hand moves ot run across the back of his neck. "You got a lot going on Kid. Not going to lie to you. Let me assure you though, this is the best place for you to be, so cooperate as much as you can."
A seldom scene smirk is given at her mention of social media. "Yeah. That's not going to happen right now. As far as the world is concerned...you don't exist. So any using of Insta-chat and Snap-a-gram or Myspace is going to wait. I do hope you understand."

Nyx has posed:
There is a groan from Sam as she slumps back acting like she is mortally wounded. Then she blinks and straightens some "Wait.. you guy's didn't like delete all my social media accounts or wipe me from the books or anything did you??" okay that has the young woman pretty alarmed.

"Skye... I mean Agent Johnson said my parents know I am okay just unavailable." as much as Sam does not like living at home, she still worries about her parents freaking out about her or stuff.

Grant Ward has posed:
Another shrug is given. "Going to be honest. I amnot the social mdeia police here. I would ask Agent Johnson if you see her. She handles all that..or Agent Lewis. I tend to stay away from that area." He slowly starts to make his way for the door, stopping to lean in the doorway a moment. "Those who need to know I assure you know. Those who don't...well they don't." He looks over the television then back to her. "Friggin arrows. You won't get bullshit from me Sam. I won't ever sugar coat it. Remember that."

Nyx has posed:
The young woman considers all of that, and well not being erased from everything is reassuring, well she thinks that is what he said. Maybe. Anyhow Sam nods to his statement. "Okay, good to know Agent Ward." she offers a smile, if a bit unsure. This was a serious business sort of visit in her book really. The guy is serious. "Thanks for stopping by, helped break up the whole Saturday thing. Also yeah frickin arrows." amusement at the end.

Grant Ward has posed:
A solemn and simple nod is given. "Your Welcome McFuckUp." He then steps out into the hallway and apparently calls out to the man who is supposed to be outside her door. "Phil. Can you believe he voted off Kallie?" The voice inthe hall seems very excited in reply:
"I know right Agent Ward, it totally should have been..."
He is cut off as Ward simply says. "I don't care Phil."