Let me see, what it it you'd want to know?
I am very much obsessed with books and writing.
My favourite foods are sushi, chocolate, pomegranates, mashed potatoes, and edamame. (Individually, not all together.)
I'm British, but can do a passable or better American, German, Irish, Scottish, & French accent.
I love to cook.
I love to bake even more.
I love pie.
I will never again eat a hot dog as long as I live.
I am a horror film junkie, the gorier the better.
I firmly believe that Sarah Williams is an fool for refusing the Goblin King.
I cry at any film involving true love, dogs, or the death of a main character, as well as every single Supernatural and Doctor Who season/series finale.
I am more than a little evil.
I am a quite firmly on Teams Bowie, Pine, Tennant, and Ackles, among many others.
The God of Mischief sat upon his golden throne, Scepter in hand. He perked a dark eyebrow as toxic green eyes flashed menacingly. Loki's posture was characteristically lax as his green cape draped about his legs. After a few moments, the God's lips curled into a malicious grin across his seemingly frail face. It was then that Loki spoke, his tone low but eloquent.
My, my, this is a surprise.Loki began, shifting his position so that his temple was rested comfortably against his knuckles. It is not often that my realm is visited by those who attempt to flatter me. Now, tell me Agent. What brings you to my sanctuary? I somehow doubt you came here to bask in my glory.
I heard that Fury and them were hiring folks with some cool tricks, what's your deal? Wade grinned as checked his weapons' ammo. He got a feeling that unlike other agents, this one wasn't entirely repulsed by his snarkyness.
S.H.I.E.L.D, eh?Wade chuckled sheepishly as he kicked the head of an U.L.T.I.M.A.I.T.U.M agent back into the blazing inferno. Oh you know, doing some freelance terrorist hunting. Had a bone to pick with these beret-wearing douchebags for a while. What about you? S.H.I.E.L.D doesn't have enough of you gals "Catwomaning" about?