Betsy had waited until Hank had left for his lab before sliding out of bed. She quickly (as quickly as she could really) made her way to her old room, air stale, and grabbed one of her old suits that remained, pointedly ignoring the single suit with a halo. She changed and assured herself that she had everything she needed and looked herself over in the mirror. Still bruised up, banged up, face not as swollen as before. She could do this, she’d just have to trick her body into believe it was healed and she could at the very least walk normally.
With a nod, she slipped out of the room quietly and made her way to a discreet corner at the mansion to wait for Billy— O-343. God, that poor boy. Gone a week her time, a year for him…all because of that damned bastard. How he got into their Universe, she couldn’t say, but she was going to find a way to send him back to that hell-hole he came from. If he left with a few broken limbs or his mind wiped, that was another story entirely. She wasn’t doing this as an X-Man, she was doing this as Psylocke.
«Ready when you are…»
Emma got dressed, grimacing. She had a whole new wardrobe just because of the babies and would sure as hell, be burning them when they were done. Having twins, her stomach was growing twice as large as it would be and for three months, she already looked like she was in her fifth or sixth month, not to mention the little devils had started kicking…
She made it to Loki’s, sighing, she reached up and knocked on the door.
Maria stepped out of the cab in front of Billy Kaplan’s apartment. She wrapped her coat around herself and headed into the building, walking up the stairs to the door. She knocked softly, not wanting to startle him after all he’d been through.
“Mr. Kaplan? It’s Agent Hill. I hope I didn’t arrive too soon.”
Motion || Warren/Sylvie Rescue
Of course, Tony had seen better days, but having gotten at least four hours of proper sleep instead of his usual two hours, head-on-a-lab-desk restless slumber, he felt more rested than he’d been in months. Most people would stumble around with only a little more than four hours of sleep, but Tony had never needed much, not to mention that coffee was one of his best friends. That being said, he was in a better mood and felt more prepared for the mission than he had been over the past few weeks. That didn’t mean that he wasn’t nervous, or that he was truly confident — just that it would be easier to fake it. Technically, he wasn’t the leader anymore, but he was still a prominent figure and this kind of impression was important.
Tony was the first to get to the conference room assigned for the meeting in the late afternoon, but he wasn’t surprised. He had been in the building since nine a.m. at least, after having spent the past night at Pepper’s. And he would keep pretending that being on speaking terms with her again didn’t have anything to do with how calm he seemed, at least compared to the past few weeks. He plugged the USB Jeanne had left him in the overhead (an overhead. What was it with SHIELD and their ancient technology?), and a map was projected against a tactile board in front of the round table, X’s marking the coordinates Jeanne had gathered for the possible locations of where Warren and Sylvie were being held. Jeanne had given four possible locations — that number had to be narrowed down, obviously, before each defensive and offensive techniques were briefly discussed and they could head out.
Posting Order:
(According to the order of replies to this post. Subject to change, ofc)
- Tony
- O-343
- Betsy (if Del figured out a way to make it work?
Here’s to hoping that I got your name rightAnyway, let me know if you need more time and I can put you in the end) - Thor
- Loki
- Alex
- Natasha
- Steve (if you can?)
I think that’s all I’ve got. Feel free to join as we go, though. <3
ALSO. Tag everything under warrensylvierescue. For the convenience of those of us (me) who easily miss replies.
