"Who the hell is that?" Tony asked as he blasted a few enemies over to the side and saw a woman helping out amongst the team.
"I don't know, why don't you go up to her and ask her." Clint replied as he started to take some agents down that were on h...
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ Walking into view of people, she looked around frantically to depict where exactly she was. There had been many places she had been at but because she had been kept in confinement for so long, it was hard for her to tell for sure. For all she knew, she could smack dab in the middle of a city that was practically in the middle of nowhere- but the familiarization of cars beeping and honking, people yelling at each other in the distance, the smell of sewage water from the drain nearby as a cart of hotdogs were on sell was all of the indications she needed. She now knew where she had to be.
Manhattan, New York.
The one place where Hydra's main facility was held. The last time she knew, she was imprisoned in Germany; but apparently, they had other places for her and decided to make a transport with her. Bring her from place to place to see if she was absolutely needed for a specific mission. Apparently, this mission was unsuccessful seeing how she was able to get out of their grasp. Took a majority of the agents down before they could strap her down and use her as some lab rat.
The rays of the bright sun that had reached its peak in the sky, was blazing down below to light the pathways for everyone who was up and about. It was too bright for her liking but that didn't mean that it wasn't manageable. She had to wince or, more of, narrow her eyes every now and then. What she really needed at the moment though were some sunglasses; would help with blocking the sun from hitting her eyes and giving her a major headache but it still didn't help with the fact that what she wore stuck out like a sore thumb. (What you're wearing below).
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A deep red near crimson-colored corset top with black pants, black thigh-high boots, deep red matte lipstick, dark eyeshadow, rings, and a few weapons. Ironic for a vampire-like her to be wearing a necklace with a cross on it. It symbolized something for her but she didn't quite remember what it was. It was a gift from someone but no matter how much she tried to remember the person who gave it to her, she just simply couldn't.
She didn't care much for all of the attention that was drawn to her due to how different her clothing was compared to how everyone else dressed. At the moment, what she was more focused on was finding a pair of sunglasses and figuring out what year it was. The last time she was out, the roads weren't how they looked now and the buildings were more complex than before; the new technology was more futuristic but she never knew the whole ideal with them.
The way she kept in contact with the people she enjoyed speaking with in the past was by letter or personally visiting them, but times have changed and now everyone had black boxes in their hands that were called cell phones. For letters, that had changed as well and now they have emails that people can access on either their phones or laptops. Basically, any electronic that gives them access to enter their emails.
