Who: Radical Edward (Narrative but open if anyone gets worried and goes looking for her) When: Saturday Evening post raid and Hulk aftermath Where: Going from SHIELD HQ to a dive bar within the city then back to the tower. What: Radical Edward is not in a happy place after today's events. Rating: PG-13 (mostly since she's drinking at one point and just to be safe)
The woman known as Radical Edward was not in a very happy place after the raid on Stark Industries. After post Hulk clean up she had simply left SHIELD Hub without saying much. But she had slipped into her computer bay in R&D to check the status on one project before slipping back out. She simply vanished into the New York City night soon after, only telling a handful that she needed some time to herself before going home.
As she walked the hacker had already made one decision: she was never going into the field again and would give up field clearance sooner or later. *Hacking to help the cells is one thing, I'm behind a keyboard doing what I know best.* she mused to herself. *But now I feel like slime, I may have lost one of the few friends outside SHIELD I have and I'm not a field agent by any stretch. I'm just a crazy lab rat. Today was pure proof in spades.* She also had another surge of thinking,*Maybe its time to split from SHIELD? I could always get my bounty hunting license and go into business for myself and make my own rules?* but quickly discarded that idea just as fast. *But then people will only see the fact I'm only 25 and that only would cause another firestorm.* she decided.
But in the midst of her mental musings she just kept walking, not caring about the weather or even thinking about hailing a cab back to the tower. *People will worry but nope, nobody will even notice I'm gone given all the crazy.* her mind was having a field day overthinking something she was not even at fault for (which she would eventually understand).
That was when she found herself outside of a dive bar and made another decision,*After today's little nightmare I think a drink or three is in order. AKA time to get good and drunk to send the nightmare that was today packing*. slinging her bag over one arm and going inside. She passed off being there as a date gone bad and was waiting for a cab home,"Given today its going to be awhile." as she ordered the first of several beers.
After a couple of hours of drowning the worst day of her life Edward made another decision. *Its time to face the music and officially lose all my non SHIELD friends* as she paid for the beers and went outside to hail a cab for the eventually return to the tower. But as she stood under the streetlights outside the bar a few stray tears could be seen tricking down the newly blonde woman's cheek. Those tears were a sign that her heart was intact, that maybe she could still have friends and not be hated. The guilt was flowing and she realized something. *Just make amends, they might still hate me but it'll be ok in the end right?*
That was when she took a tiny leap of faith and hoped she still had at least one friend. She fished her phone from the side of her bag and texted one simple statement with sad faces to the one person that needed to hear it from her the most.