[ If, at any point in time, she has to fill out a 'things you hate most about living in a world with superheroes' list, number one on the list is going to be how you can just be walking down a street and find yourself caught up in some kind of battle or - what even is this? She's really not sure. Bank robbery gone wrong, whatever, she doesn't care, because there was screaming and then -
Well actually, she's not sure she remembers most of what happened in the past ten minutes. Which could be a result of someone hitting her kind of hard in the head from behind or could just be because adrenaline had whited out everything, fight or flight response and hers always had tipped towards fight.
There's someone lying very dead on the floor of the alleyway she's in, and the knife in her hand pretty much indicates it was her that made him that dead, especially since no one else is here at the moment. She's not really sure how she got in an alleyway. She'd been with Tony, they'd been in the street. She thinks they'd been laughing. Maybe the dead guy had tried taking her as a potential hostage and that's why they're in an alleyway, he'd been trying to get out of the area. She would have been standing still with the initial panic of the crowd flooding her, she would have been what looked like an easy target, especially if the crowd had managed to separate her from Tony.
Tony. Finding him, that's what's important, making sure he's okay, but her head is pounding and there's still panicked people everywhere pressing in on her mind. She thinks she's broadcasting, probably is, but she can't control it at all right now. And that's about when she looks down and remembers how she got the knife in her hand. There had been a gun first, knocked out of both of their reaches. But to get the knife she'd needed him close. Too close, and that's a lot of blood for a cut that has to be shallow, it's across the ribs it can't have gone too deep, just wide, wide and bleeding too much. She's going to stop thinking about this now. And she's going to get her mind under control, and bandage herself up, and find Tony, and things will be - just fine. ]
/leans on
Well actually, she's not sure she remembers most of what happened in the past ten minutes. Which could be a result of someone hitting her kind of hard in the head from behind or could just be because adrenaline had whited out everything, fight or flight response and hers always had tipped towards fight.
There's someone lying very dead on the floor of the alleyway she's in, and the knife in her hand pretty much indicates it was her that made him that dead, especially since no one else is here at the moment. She's not really sure how she got in an alleyway. She'd been with Tony, they'd been in the street. She thinks they'd been laughing. Maybe the dead guy had tried taking her as a potential hostage and that's why they're in an alleyway, he'd been trying to get out of the area. She would have been standing still with the initial panic of the crowd flooding her, she would have been what looked like an easy target, especially if the crowd had managed to separate her from Tony.
Tony. Finding him, that's what's important, making sure he's okay, but her head is pounding and there's still panicked people everywhere pressing in on her mind. She thinks she's broadcasting, probably is, but she can't control it at all right now. And that's about when she looks down and remembers how she got the knife in her hand. There had been a gun first, knocked out of both of their reaches. But to get the knife she'd needed him close. Too close, and that's a lot of blood for a cut that has to be shallow, it's across the ribs it can't have gone too deep, just wide, wide and bleeding too much. She's going to stop thinking about this now. And she's going to get her mind under control, and bandage herself up, and find Tony, and things will be - just fine. ]