|Hope van Dyne is a (quantum_wasp) wrote in avengers_logs,|
@ 2020-09-10 23:33:00
|Entry tags:||-complete, hope van dyne, stephen strange|
Who: Hope Van Dyne & Dr. Strange
Where: Downtown NYC
Hope had been working out, in her suit, trying to keep on top of her training. Physical training was just as important to her as exercising her brain, she was no enhanced human, no Asgardian or alien. Every skill she had was hard earned and hard kept. She didn't begrudge them their abilities, she simply knew to keep up she had to work at it.
So she did.
Daily, without complaint. She was nearing the end of her workout when she shrunk down, hopping up and over a projectile, and when she resized to normal, she was not in the gym anymore. She was standing in the middle of a street in what looked, and sounded, like New York City.
She'd not been in New York City last she checked, San Francisco was a lot warmer, it had been summer. Well, at least she had her suit. Hope shrunk before a car hit her, and she flew over to the sidewalk, returning to normal size.
Now the question was: how did she get here? Who's fault was it? And how was she getting back, there were experiments to keep track of that really couldn't wait. Her eyes darted around before they landed on the corner stand, and she walked over to look at the newspapers and magazines. "Thor and Dr. Foster got married, huh, alright then." She lifted the magazine to look at the date, "oh well that isn't right."