Tommy (Wanda's re-intro)
Wanda had been - well, she hadn't been doing anything important, but it had been a hell of a lot better than suddenly no longer being in her room at the Brotherhood house, and instead being in an abandoned theater room that looked way too fucking familiar.
Excellent. She was getting really, really, really fucking tired of this. Actually, rephrase that. Take out a few 'really's and add a few more 'fucking's.
"I swear to fucking god, if this happens one more time, I'm going to-" She cut off as she looked around and realized Pietro wasn't with her. Not that he'd been with her the exact second before she found herself here, but -
He had to be there. There wasn't another option. But a quick examination of the the theater room and the rooms close by turned up no sign of him, and she could feel herself panicking a bit. Fuck no. If she had to be back here, Pietro had damn well better be there with her. Which wasn't even true, really. It wasn't as though she particularly preferred being back in the Brotherhood house to being here. It was just - all right, it was mostly just that she just wanted to be where ever Pietro was. Which meant he had to be here. She would not allow him to-
All right. She had to calm down. Tearing the place apart until she found him would be more satisfying than asking for help, but it would also take longer. Assuming there were even people still keeping an eye on things here, but then, if there weren't, she could go back to plan A.
Wanda headed back into the theater room and turned her attention towards the camera monitoring it. "Someone had better come get me and tell me where the hell Pietro is, or I'll fucking find him myself."
There. That had been calm. She'd even managed to stop the little bits of blue that had started sparking at her fingertips before the debris around had done more than rumble a bit.