Owner	Pose
Nyx	Samantha is on day number two, well the evening after her second day on the new job. One thing for very certain, her previous jobs were way less intense than SHIELD. At most she had to fill out paperwork for HR, watch an orientation video or two. Then get shown the differences in the new deep fryer. Yup this is definitely more complicated than Bat Burger. Which is why Samantha is holed up in the foodcourt, two empty cups of coffee and a fresh one by her as she looks through the pile of paperwork and her SHIELD sanctioned tablet with more than one manual on it right now. "Geeze.." she takes an absent minded bite of a sandwich the kitchen staff made her and squints at a form 47B for HR, security clearance questionnaire. "I'm pretty sure I am not going to pass this... wonder why they are having me do it."
Phil Coulson	"Because it doesn't hurt to try." A new voice enters the food court as Phil Coulson walks in. The middle aged man giving all the presence of a fatherly sort as he looks over to Nyx, and moves towards her. "You submit it, and they tell you if you succeed or fail... and if you fail, you get told why you failed, and you can fix it next time." Phil advises Nyx as he moves over to her table, skipping over the food portion of 'food court' entirely for now. When he arrives at her table, her extends a hand, gesturing to the seat opposite. "Mind if I sit with you?" He gives a warm, almost fatherly smile that reaches his crows feet.
Nyx	Samantha sets her sandwich down now and then gestures to the chair across from her. "Sure if you want to." I mean to be fair the teenager doesn't recognize or know Coulson. There are numerous Agents in this facility and SHIELD as a a whole she doesn't know and has not met yet. "Isn't security clearance required though... I mean to some degree..." she leans and flips through some of the other paperwork now for the orientation packet. Sam starts to turn through it. "I suppose I can be a trainee for an extended time.. it is better than medical." That last part seems to be an attempt at humor, offering Agent Couslon a smile. "Hi, I'm Samantha.. or um.. Agent in Training Twining. Pleased to meet you...?"
Phil Coulson	"Phil Coulson. Senior Agent with SHIELD." Phil introduces himself as he sits down opposite Nyx. "Been with SHIELD for decades now, probably as long as the Director himself." Phil looks to the forms, and gives a nod to them, before his eyes go to her own, "Security clearance is most definitely a thing with SHIELD, but you sound like you're expecting to fail." He tilts his head just so in a non-verbal question, "care to explain why?"
Nyx	Well at least Sam wasn't drinking her coffee when he introduced herself. Instead she just drops a couple pieces of paper onto the table by her sandwich. "Oh um..." " she blushes a bit there. "I guess my juvie record isn't that bad or you guy's wouldn't have offered me the job." she just fidgets with the paperwork now. "I am pretty bad at tests though... " yeah Sam never did get very good grades and she definitely didn't qualify for college. Honestly getting into SHIELD like this is like an athletics scholarship greasing the wheels she figures.
Phil Coulson	"I've read your file. I've got a pretty high security clearance." Phil offers in explanation with more of that fatherly tone. Young girl who hasn't had much in the way of guidance and little self-esteem? It's most definitely triggering the paternal tone from the older man. A hand reaches across the table and taps the forms, "I can help you with this, if you need it. SHIELD can be... rough... on people who are getting used to our organization."
Nyx	Samantha notes with still half a smile "I'm pretty sure everyone has higher security clearance than I do around here, even Micah." the other 'meta' though the term is used loosely trainee. "Um... I could definitely use a hand." she pauses "That isn't like cheating on a test is it?" Sam actually looks worried it might be cheating. "Will Skye .. I mean agent Johnson mind?" pauses a beat "do we do demerits here?" yeah she wants help but man the kid doesn't want a demerit.
Phil Coulson	"I don't know if she's the possessive type. Skye is your handler, then?" Phil brings his hand up and rubs his chin in thought. "I'm not going to give you any answers. I'm just going to explain the forms and what you need to know. Do's and don'ts. That sort of thing." Phil continues, before he once again taps the form in front. "Not looking to steal anyones thunder here... just looking to help a young woman make the most of an opportunity in front of her."
Nyx	Samantha considers Coulson's words and then looks down to the form he taps, thinking quietly for a stretched out moment of thought. Then she nods and offers a smile. "I'd really like that Agent Coulson." god Sam hopes she managed to pronounce his name righ with everything else going on. "HR said stop by anytime but S.... Agent Johnson has me pretty busy between the new trainee training and stuff she gave me to work on. I could use some pointers for sure."
Phil Coulson	"Good! Then let's get started." Phil stands, and moves around the table, sitting next to Nyx and starting to read the forms himself. "Been a while since I've seen this one. What's the problem so far?"