Wanda Maximoff (daddysredwitch) wrote in oh_marvelous, @ 2014-04-17 00:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | z: om1: !complete, z: om1: character: jessica drew, z: om1: character: wanda maximoff, z: om1: location: new york, z: om1: past character: clint barton |
Come on now cruel city
Characters: Clint, Wanda, Jess
Setting: Wanda and Jess's apartment
Content: Nothing questionable
Summary: Hawkeye sure knows how to make an entrance
With friends like these, Wanda thought to herself as she waited, anxiously outside her apartment in her pajamas with her phone in her hand. She'd bounded out of the apartment halfway through their conversation, breezed past a surprised doorman, and then stopped on the curb to stare frantically up and down the street. Seven months without a word from Clint and this was how he came blazing back into her life. He certainly knew how to attract trouble. Although that was something they had that in common.
"Come on, Clint," she murmured and watched the empty street, cars passing by at a leisurely pace and pedestrians giving her a wide berth as they passed. She knew she probably looked crazy out here in the cold with shorts and no shoes, holding a hand up in a fist like she might hit someone. They were going to have something much worse disturbing their quiet street soon, and she was prepared to stop that. She heard the screech of tires and the rapport of gunfire before she saw the cars. People froze and stared around in confusion, some of them with the good sense to duck into buildings or drop to the ground as two cars came careening around the corner and Wanda stepped out onto the road.
The car at the front was Clint's stolen Honda which meant that the one behind him (a gun firing from its window) had to be whatever trouble he'd got himself into this time. Wanda raised a glowing hand and let Clint's car pass. The other wasn't so lucky. Its brakes shrieked as it tried to stop before slamming into the wall of energy that suddenly sprang up in the middle of the street. With a quick maneuver that turned the car sideways as it skidded to a halt, they barely missed being smashed against the shield. As Wanda approached, scowling and blazing fingers pointed in their direction, the driver seemed to rethink his quarry and threw the car into reverse. It peeled off into the night and Wanda dropped her roadblock and went to the bullet riddled Honda pulled up to a curb. Wanda leaned against the driver side door to say into the open window, "Coffee or dinner might have been a much nicer way to catch up."