InsaneJournal

WHO: Daisy & maybe her new condo-mates? (Wanda, Pietro, & Steve?)
WHAT: Oh, so new.
WHEN: Nov. 29th
WHERE: But in a city so.... not new.
WARNINGS: Language, possibly.




Daisy had woken up in stranger places.

It felt like the Framework, and yet, looking out her window, LA was very much the city she knew. The letter was... disconcerting. She was raised by nuns, but that didn't make her a believer by default. Now she worked for angels. Great. Her life got weirder every day.

She needed to investigate her surroundings. Was she alone here? No, very much no, her powers could feel the vibrations of energy from others at varying distances. She didn't have her bracers, and that would be problematic. Broken wrists and arms were the last thing she needed - although, couldn't angels fix that flaw in her code? Maybe? ....please?

She slowly opened the door and ventured out, hands ready to channel her powers if need be. "Hello? Anyone home?" she called out. Maybe they were like her, just stuck.