Who: Wanda and Loki What: Wanda meets the Trickster God When: Bendy times Where: Outside the prison Warnings: Low I'm sure
Wanda didn’t venture out of the prison too often unless there was a good reason to leave. Her work in the infirmary was important because her abilities actually helped when it came to mending wounds. Wanda was learning a lot about self care as well as basic medicine. She never thought in her life that she would be assisting people this way but she was and it made her feel good about herself. Wanda just wanted to be useful and if it meant helping people heal then she would take it over being a soldier out on the front lines.
Today was Wanda’s off day and she left the prison without anyone knowing by flying off the roof. She wondered if others forgot that she could propel herself with her powers and soar the skies momentarily. Wanda dropped down just nearby, her powers shot down so that way she wouldn’t crash land and injure herself. She looked back to make sure that nobody was signaling for her. She was sure somebody noticed her departure but there wasn’t anything they could do to actually stop her.
She wasn’t going to be gone long. Wanda just wanted to pull her weight in others departments which was why she was venturing out to collect some medical supplies. She knew everything was probably cleaned out of the nearby convenience stores but Wanda’s powers allowed her to fly up and get to those hard to reach buildings.
Wanda had only gone to the hospital once with Derek and hadn’t returned since then. She was on her way there until she stopped, noticing quickly that she wasn’t alone as she sensed the presence of another. Wanda’s palms flared, her body turning to face her foe, thinking that it was maybe Mark or Luke.