Max has been (anything1) wrote in rooms, @ 2014-04-18 15:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | !marvel comics, *log, ella dean, max main |
Marvel, apartment: Max/Ella
[Max was a week into a search that felt like it had been going a year. She was used to having connections, names in a hat that she could pull out whenever she needed anything. Here, she was blind. She didn't trust S.H.I.E.L.D. enough to clue them in on anything, and she didn't trust herself to get into their systems without being caught. This wasn't home, and she just didn't have the equipment or the confidence in the systems that she needed to do the job she usually did without reservation. At least she was getting a handle on what she could and couldn't do with her mutation, and Dailey always made her feel like she had the upper-hand. Talking about doing something to help the people who'd been affected by the pulse, to keep them from getting caught by whoever had Corvus, by the government, by S.H.I.E.L.D., it was the kind of purpose that Max needed in her life.
All things considered, she felt better than she had since the CIA had tried to blow her up.
But Corvus was still missing. She had faith they'd find him, she didn't have faith in his condition once they did. And the fact that he was missing at all, that said they were going to have a bigger fight on their hands.
She gave herself fifteen minutes to go by the apartment and change, and she walked down the hall that led to her apartment in black and grey, jeans and a t-shirt, long gloves up past her elbows, loose hair blonde and eyes blue.]