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[This was suppose to be private to Lin and Coulson, but Carol isn't feeling her best at the moment so she didn't exactly filter it correctly.

Saying she looks like shit is putting it lightly. This was suppose to be over. She thought she was in the clear, but yesterday it happened again. She woke up, took a sip of coffee and spat it back out, the burning of the whiskey still hot in her mouth. She almost broke, but she promised herself that she wouldn't, she promised her friends she wouldn't. And even though they weren't here now she planned on keeping that promise.

But it hasn't been this hard since she started recovering, and she's not sure how much longer she can last.]

Hey, I know this is last minute but...[She rakes a hand through her hair] I'm not going to be in today or...tomorrow probably. I'm...I'm sorry.

[And she's not apologizing for the alcohol, because she hasn't drank anything, and she isn't going to drink anything, but she's just so thirsty.

She picks up a glass of water; her face contorts when the clear liquid turns amber in her grip.

She curses loud and throws the glass across the room as the feed goes black.]

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[He takes the hit, letting out a low grunt - she's stronger than she looks - so he can grab her wrist and pull, trying to knock her off balance.]

[Carol had expected him to dodge, so the wrist pull was not expected. She staggers for a moment, dropping her guard for the briefest of seconds while she regains her balance.]

[Sometimes you have to take a hit to make for a better shot. When she staggers, he sweeps one foot around to trip her, while aiming a push against her lower back. If it works, she'll go sprawling.

If not.. well, this is fun anyway.]

[Because she's already off balance-- and rather off her game as well-- the move works and Carol goes sprawling in the sand.

If he doesn't immediatly follow her to the ground to pin her she'll rolls up over her head and spring back to her feet, though she is breathing quite heavily and her stance is somewhat lacking.]

[As it happens, he does follow her, planting his knee lightly against the middle of her back while keeping most of his weight balanced on his other foot.]

Yield?

I yield.

[When Bro lets up she rolls over, but doesn't get up.]

When this spontaneous alcohol thing is over I want a rematch.

[There's a small smile on her lips.]

Heh. [He grins, offering her a hand up.] Deal.

[Carol takes the offered hand. She almost looses her balance again, but is able to steady herself with Bro's help]

Thanks for that.

[He puts an arm loosely around her waist to steady her, shooting her a small frown.]

That's a new one. I ain't ever been thanked for kickin' someone's ass before.

Sometimes I need a good ass kicking to get me thinking straight again.

[That and it was a nice distraction. She takes a step back and reaches back to comb the sand out of her hair.]

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Huh. [Odd philosophy, but he can see the sense in it.] In that case, I guess you're welcome.

Wanna come back to my apartment to grab a bite to eat? I have tuna in mac and cheese.

[He hesitates a moment, then shrugs one shoulder and grins.]

Woman after my own heart right there. Sure, I'm up for that.

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