Carmine Jewels ║ Wanda Maximoff

Chapter 51 - The Beginning Of The End

"You know, Wanda... It's not a crime to buy your own clothes." Keira slowly fanned herself with a newspaper, trying to keep cool. While it was a rather pleasant day in Nigeria, she had always had a problem with heat. If given a choice, she would always choose the cold, considering that she always ran hot. And the thin fabric of the parasol above her did little to stop the hot sun from heating her up like a pizza in the oven.

A couple of tables over, Wanda was casually adding sugar to her tea, a small smirk twitching in the corner of her lips. "I know that. But yours are just so much more comfortable." She said in a low voice while she stirred her tea and readjusted her seat a bit.

Her accent was less pronounced by now. Natasha's voice exercises had done wonders and with some more training, Keira was sure that she would be able to drop it completely.

Keira just shook her head. "I swear, if anyone else on this team starts stealing my clothes, I'll be forced to walk around naked." She mumbled, casually leaning back in her seat to get a glimpse of the police on the other side of the street.

Just like with any other undercover mission, Keira couldn't help but be amused. The Avengers' go-to was always a cap, like the one Wanda was wearing, or sunglasses, which Natasha wore. Or sometimes, even a mix.

Keira had chosen to go with sunglasses, because she didn't think she would be able to function if she had a cap pressing down on her skull and trapping the heat in. It was already bad enough that her baby hairs were already clinging to her face for dear life.

"Oh, god. Natasha and Wanda, please stop stealing Keira's clothes. None of us wanna see that." Sam quipped in, parading around up on one of the roofs.

Natasha raised her cup to her mouth to try and hide her smirk while pretending to take a sip. "No need to lie, Sam. We all know you've had a crush on Keira ever since she outran you."

The cola that Keira had been sipping on got caught in her throat and Natasha had to lean over the table in order to hit her on the back to try and get the liquid out of her lungs. "I- Is that true, Sam?" She coughed while wiping a stray tear from her eye.

"Hey, I'm a simple man, okay?" Sam grumbled, happy that none of the team could see his face. "Everybody gets a woman's crush sometime in their life, okay? Anyone who says differently is a liar. And besides, who doesn't love a superior woman?"

Keira couldn't help but chuckle and now, when she wasn't choking on her drink anymore, her fingers continued to drum impatiently against the table. She was too restless to just sit around and wait like this. "I agree with the last statement, Sam." She smirked, sending a wink in Wanda's direction, who just happened to catch it and blushed furiously.

"And I with the first statement." Natasha quipped in.

"Focus up." Steve's voice broke through the comms, trying to get his team's mind back to the mission at hand. "Alright, what do you see?" He asked, redirecting the question to Wanda, wanting to test how attentive she was.

"Standard beat cops. Small station. Quiet street. It's a good target." She recited, having noticed all the little details. Keira couldn't help but feel proud of her, she was learning quickly.

Peeking through the curtain from an upper floor, Steve nodded to himself. "There's an ATM on the corner which means..." He trailed off, waiting for Wanda to fill in the answer.

"Cameras." Wanda answered confidently, scratching herself above her lip as she did so to try and cover up the fact that she was speaking into thin air. It was always more difficult to pass off talking into thin air when you didn't have a person opposite you, like Natasha and Keira had.