[ Sleeping in the rundown van she'd been coerced into purchasing on a shady loan somehow seems the better option than staying in a questionable hotel on her own and running up a tab she isn't sure how to pay off yet. Everything about this place and the entire situation has her on edge, a million questions running through her mind as she struggles to put the pieces together and accept what she's been plunged into.
Why couldn't it just be another apocalypse or a supervillain with delusions of grandeur? Those would have been so much easier to deal with.
Daisy is still awake when the power goes out, the exhaustion weighing her down not quite enough to get past how unsafe she feels here. She stays down in the back of her van, curled up on a blanket she'd salvaged on her way to the city, listening to the gradual increase in sounds of life outside the vehicle. It's only when that scream pierces through the darkness that she moves, instinct driving her up and out the back of the van, and shutting the door behind her as she looks around with more than just her eyes.
The person approaching registers in her Inhuman senses before his voice reaches her, each footstep vibrating through the ground just lightly enough that she has to concentrate to really feel it. Her eyes slowly adjust to make out the shadows of him, and after glancing in that direction, she gives the stranger a nod. ]
Thanks.
[ There isn't even a moment of hesitation before she turns and begins walking quickly, purposefully toward what is undoubtedly trouble. She isn't armed, and in this place her suit might be anything from tactical to some strange company uniform, but her attitude says she means business. ]
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Why couldn't it just be another apocalypse or a supervillain with delusions of grandeur? Those would have been so much easier to deal with.
Daisy is still awake when the power goes out, the exhaustion weighing her down not quite enough to get past how unsafe she feels here. She stays down in the back of her van, curled up on a blanket she'd salvaged on her way to the city, listening to the gradual increase in sounds of life outside the vehicle. It's only when that scream pierces through the darkness that she moves, instinct driving her up and out the back of the van, and shutting the door behind her as she looks around with more than just her eyes.
The person approaching registers in her Inhuman senses before his voice reaches her, each footstep vibrating through the ground just lightly enough that she has to concentrate to really feel it. Her eyes slowly adjust to make out the shadows of him, and after glancing in that direction, she gives the stranger a nod. ]
Thanks.
[ There isn't even a moment of hesitation before she turns and begins walking quickly, purposefully toward what is undoubtedly trouble. She isn't armed, and in this place her suit might be anything from tactical to some strange company uniform, but her attitude says she means business. ]