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Jul. 1st, 2015 10:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_manNick Fury walks into the bar.
His coat is dusty. His hands and face are littered with tiny cuts. He smells like blood and explosions. He is carefully favoring his right knee.
It is safe to assume that he has had a day.
When he sits down at the bar, a large glass of whiskey appears in front of him, next to an even larger glass of water. He drinks half of the water in two gulps before leaning an elbow on the bar and settling in.
[Advance warning: I'm off to the land of no internet tomorrow. Fury is here post-Avengers for one night only! And now this post is closed and I am headed off. Thanks for your tags, everyone. I always appreciate them.]
His coat is dusty. His hands and face are littered with tiny cuts. He smells like blood and explosions. He is carefully favoring his right knee.
It is safe to assume that he has had a day.
When he sits down at the bar, a large glass of whiskey appears in front of him, next to an even larger glass of water. He drinks half of the water in two gulps before leaning an elbow on the bar and settling in.
[Advance warning: I'm off to the land of no internet tomorrow. Fury is here post-Avengers for one night only! And now this post is closed and I am headed off. Thanks for your tags, everyone. I always appreciate them.]
