wanda maximoff (redlittlewitch) wrote in avengers_logs, @ 2018-01-28 22:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | -complete, stephen strange, wanda maximoff |
WHO: Wanda Maximoff and Dr. Stephen Strange.
WHAT: Wanda arrives in NYC.
WHEN: Now.
RATINGS/WARNINGS: TBD.
STATUS: Incomplete.
Wanda knew immediately that she was somewhere different from where she’d been and that she was alone when she hadn’t been just moments ago. Even before she spotted the small stack of items at her feet she’d known that. Cities in America just had a different feel to them to almost anywhere else in the world, the energies flowed over her differently, she could never really explain it to anyone but there was just something about them. She looked around to see if she could see who had left the items on the floor but there wasn’t a soul in sight. At least whatever magic had brought her here had seen fit to drop her somewhere completely unpopulated, it would have been terribly inconvenient if she’d ended up in some busy street suddenly. She bent down and picked up the card on top of the pile, her name scrawled on the front so she knew it was for her. Upon turning it over she saw a username and password written on it so she picked up the cellphone, tapped a few buttons and quickly found the screen to log in using the information on the card. It very quickly became clear what was going on here so she slipped the phone into her pocket and went through the other items in the stack.
In the envelope she found a hotel key and some money, she pulled the phone out and looked up the location of the hotel. It was a little way from where she was according to google and Wanda knew she couldn’t go walking across the city without attracting too much attention so she decided it was time to use the network that had apparently been set up for her and others like her who found themselves lost in New York City, she also found herself wandering if Clint Barton had also been dragged here, she’d been with him since they’d left the Raft and to suddenly disappear on him wasn’t good. She wrote out a message and hit post, she didn’t expect an immediate answer but it wasn’t too cold out here so she didn’t mind waiting a little bit for someone to respond and hopefully come to her aid. Wanda bent down and picked up the other items off the floor, clutching them tight she looked around and saw a bench. At least she could sit down while she waited for someone to come for her, hopefully someone would and hopefully Clint would respond as she didn’t want him to worry about her any more than he already did and she would worry about him until she knew where he was and if he was okay.