Kate Bishop and OTA (multiples always welcome!)
Well, this was shitty. After a very lovely afternoon and possibly too many drinks (okay, almost too many drinks. Possibly almost too many drinks.) Kate was very much looking forward to going home. She wanted to sleep in her own bed, even if Starklandia was too freaking hot. But was she going to go home and get some rest? Not if fate had anything to say about it.
It felt like it came on suddenly, but maybe that was just Kate's perception. She was in one of the casinos cashing in, thinking the money would probably be a good thing to bring along with her whenever she went through the Doors--just in case--when people started shrieking and running around the casino, talking about the end of the world and aliens and all kinds of crap.
Kate rushed as best she could through the traffic, feeling very much like a fish swimming upstream as she tried to get outside. Once there she looked up and saw the space ships, along with people battling them, and little green men landing to terrorize people. Jesus.
"Get inside! Sir, open that door!" Using her most authoritative voice, she started ushering the people on the street into the casino. "Get in, keep moving! Go all the way back!"