Ugh. Why must superheroes be so quippy? Alisha rolled her eyes at some of the comments her teammates were making. She was definitely the more silent type. Unless she needed to communicate something during a fight, her priority was more on winning than snappy comebacks.
Also unlike her teammates, Alisha was one of the few there who wasn't wearing some sort of suit. Instead she wore clothing inspired by her father's costume. Though it was far more modern looking. Tight black pants and a blue tunic. In place of his cloak, she had a red jet back that Kat had designed specifically for her.
And speaking of her best friend, Alisha kept a sharp eye out for the small girl. She definitely should have been here by now. Her forehead creased and she looked even surlier than usual as she began working on the shields Stark wanted.
She'd glanced to her right and noticed Quill not paying attention to his surroundings. "Quill!" She snarled in his direction. "How about getting the fuck off your comm and do something useful." She resisted the urge to conjure something to throw at his giant head and went back to her shield.