[ fitzsimmons 1 x 1 ] || fish and the rad cab||

[fish out of water]

"Its not if he knows how to." Skye chuckled. "Those two are pure geniuses."

//--//--//--//--//--//

"All very good questions. Honestly, i am not even allowed to know their purpose." Greyson agreed with a nod. "But i am afraid who i am working with is none of your business at this point in time-" "No deal." Jemma said cutting him off, causing Greyson to narrow his eyes slightly, and stand up, scratching his head and looking down at Simmons who turned her head up to look at him as he reached into his pocket to pull something out.

(hehe cliffhanger post woo)

[The Cab]

"Your right." Grant said. "They are pretty smart," he said.

Fitz tried to turn his head to see what might be going on. He didn't trust Greyson at all, especially not with something like a mine erasing icer.

[fish out of water]

"If anyone could fix this situation, it would be those two." Skye told him.

(cheesy lead ins. Thats a sin.)

//--//--//--//--//--//

Greyson smiled softly, shaking his head as he pulled a little silver-and-orange bullet out of his pocket and held it up for her to see, loading it into the icer and pointing it at her. "I could shoot you, right now." He said sharply. "and you wouldn't wake up for anywhere from two weeks to even months." he laughed shakily. "You know, the first person i shot with one of these-" he trailed off, looking up at the window before looking back down at the two of them. "He still hasn't woken up." He said, whipping something off his cheek, looking up again to see that it was rain.

(dramatic rainstorms. thats a sin.)
(sin tally: 11)

[The Cab]

"I agree." Grant replied with a nod.

"Even if you so shoot us with one of those, our friend will come and save us." Fitz said. "You aren't gonna get away with this." He said. "Not at all." He said.

[it just keeps getting worse.]

[fish out of water]

(jeez that level of sass is not good compliance, fitz.)
(you will not be re-WARD-ed for your compliance. sorry bad puns.)

Greyson pulled the gun down, and walked over to Fitz, tilting his head slightly. "You think your friends are looking for you, right?" he asked, breaking out into laughter. "They don't even know where you are!" He croaked. "Oh! spoiler alert! you are not in Ft. Lauderdale anymore." he said, walking in slow circles around them. "Honestly i would really love to know how long you would be out for." He said, stopping in front of Jemma again, who glared at him from her seat. He frowned slightly, looking down at her. "You..." He said accusingly, pointing a shaking finger at her. "You have changed a lot, Jemma Simmons." he said, almost... sadly. "Change isn't always bad." she choked out, but this only made him angrier. He lashed out, unconsciously sending a hand across her face.

Jemma reeled back, her brows furrowed together as she pressed her eyes shut, trying not to focus on the sting.

(dang i am craving some action today idk why.)

[The Cab]

Fitz jumped at his sudden movement to slap Jemma. "Leave her alone!" He snapped glaring at Greyson. He refused to let anyone do such a thing to a girl, let alone Jemma. He felt a sudden burst of anger flow through him. He wasn't going to let Greyson get away with anything like that, and would certainly not do what he wanted. Besides Greyson wouldn't shoot them, it was obvious he needed them to make the gun, so what's the point of going through all this trouble of finding him and Jemma just to keep them knocked out for a month.

[Can I be rewarded with ward? Cause that would be great.]

[fish out of water]

Jemma reached back, grabbing onto Fitz's wrist. She didn't want him to get any ideas with this man.

"Oh how cute!" Greyson sighed, walking around to the other side of the two to look down at where Fitz was sitting. "Do you two have something special?" he asked, suddenly curious, he dragged the chair over and sat down across from Fitz.

[The Cab]

"Possibly." He said. "Still that is no way to treat her!" He said glaring at him. He cared to much about Jemma to let him get away with something like this. He glanced back over at Jemma to make sure she was alright

[fish out of water]

Jemma blushed slightly when he asked about their relationship, but kept her head down, nodding to fitz that she was fine when he looked over at her.

Greyson smiled, rotating the icer around in his hand. "Ah yes! Love is in the air." he announced, reaching up to rub a drop of rain off his cheek. "And apparently so is this rain." he mummered, stopping the gun in his hand. "i can cut your ties if you agree to work." "And what if we refuse?" Jemma asked somewhat curiously, causing greyson to snap his head over and look at her. "In that case its going to be a long night."

[The Cab]

Fitz looked at him. He thought for a moment. Even if they did get their zip ties cut, he doubted they would be able to get out. He looked over at Jemma to see what she may think of this choice.