Maria Hill and Betsy & Open
Regardless of the situation, there was one thing that Betsy Braddock would always be ready for - a good fight. In this place where nothing made any sense and she hardly remembered a thing about her, battle struck her as a familiar friend, and once she'd used her telekinesis to stop her pod from barreling through the side of a building, Psylocke had taken position in one of the bigger buildings next to the desolate park. Her pod was in excellent form on the roof, but she'd dropped a few floors lower via the windowsills to keep watch.
A part of the building seemed to have almost been eaten away by something, and there was both decayed wood and splintered metal sticking out of the torn down walls. Instinctively she'd kept a mental eye on her surroundings, hearing distant psyches of others far off as she removed some of the metal with her powers. She'd taken to making her own weapon - a katana - as she psychically kept watch. She could sense that a physical weapon wasn't necessary, but this place gave her no answers and the threat of others led her to being determined to be as ready as possible.
The double sonic boom of Maria's pod crashing down toward the ground caught Betsy's attention. It was closer than any of the others had been, and she'd just using a piece of rebar to finish sharpening her new blade when the woman emerged from the pod. Purple eyes locked on the figure in the distance, her lips parting slightly as she watched the other woman start briskly across the park, headed in her direction. She didn't need to dig into her mind to know that the newcomer was as unaware as to why they were there as Betsy, the aura of confusion she was giving off reaching Psylocke easily. Part of her was urged to attack, but Betsy did her best to keep calm. The dark haired woman that approached gave off no vibes of malice toward individuals, and so Betsy went with the assumption that she was just as surprised to be here.
Just as Maria reached the edge of the park, Betsy used her gifts to bring up telekinetic shields around both her and the other woman, a pink aura glowing around her eyes as she did so. The shields were made to be visible and until Betsy leaped from windowsill to windowsill, working her way down closer to the other woman, Maria would see a pink butterfly in her mind - eyes on it's wings - and then it would disappear once Psylocke was close enough to see, only one floor up from the ground.
She was ready for anything, her mind on high alert and her blade held loosely in one hand at her side.
"Slow down, love," Betsy called out, leaning one shoulder against the brick wall next to the sill she stood on. "I've got you covered."