Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Sunday

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Coulson decided to get into the spirit of the weekend at work. There were a few weapons that he liked enough to name and, frankly, was waiting for an invasion so he would have an excuse to use them. Like Jenna, the sniper rifle. Or Kristen, the vintage six shooter. Or Alexis, the big energy gun that Coulson wasn't sure he could even lift, but that he suspected could shoot through a tank.

Today they were James, Christopher, and Alexander. Nobody would know this, of course, because Coulson didn't make a habit of telling people that he named the weapons.

Wellspring Arms was open!