As Arc was going over the specs of her bugs, how they would be providing basic overwatch for their little team, she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end, her street instincts warning her of a presence approaching. She trailed off about the basic range she'd be able to pull with her drones when she heard a gentle, masculine voice coming from the doorway.
"Hello Arc, how was your flight?"
Her cyberhand snapped to her lower back where her pistol lay, weight shifting on her hip as she turned side-view to the man, green cybereyes narrowed in scrutiny of the subject.
He knows my name...where do I know this fragger..why is he here...what... She flitted a momentary glance to Yelena in the corner, out of view, indicating to wait in case this was bad news. Straightening up, she huffed and pulled some red locks from her face.
"Flight wash good, tch. What'sh it to yeh..." Her eyes looked him up and down....nope, complete stranger...she was focusing so hard that she barely registered his next words...
"I was once Marco, but I call myself Blackbird now."
She froze, eyes going wide at the realization.
Of course...fragging mojo covering his hoop up. What... Her shock was apparent as her mouth formed the words of his name, silenty uttering them as she felt her body tense. The past two weeks flashed before her eyes...the struggle that Yelena and he were having..then his suicide, the anguish, the grief, the pain...all that had been wrought on her blood sister, and herself as a proxy...for that incident hurt those she cared for, and her in the process.
...so the next move she made was one of all those feelings she had worked through, buried for the sake of supporting Yelena, coming out at once. Her mind had put it all together in seconds, how it was even possible that he got here. And when the short mechanic darted forward, tears were welling in her eyes as her right fist came up to his cheek in an alarmingly swift right cross.
"An act? You fraggin' put ush through all that ash an ACT?!?!" What the frag were you thinking, if at all?!"As quick as the action came, she did not persist, her eyes full of emotion and passion as she waited for the reaction....