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1x1 █ bones of the crossed

CHARACTER ARC: MCU 

With a DUFFEL bag always on standby ,   the blonde could be THROWN out on a S.H.I.E.L.D. mission at a moment's notice.   This was something they knew well ,   as she had little TYING her down that would stop her from her PURSUIT of justice ,   or exploration ,   or whatever else S.H.I.E.L.D. wanted to throw at her.   today ,   was no DIFFERENT as her alarm was another agent calling her into HEADQUARTERS.   Never grateful for what she did for them ,   Bobbi hoped that one day they would TREAT her and let her sleep in.   But SUPERVILLAINS seeimgly never slept ,   so neither did S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

She got LUCKY on entering the meeting ,   as the agent that had CALLED her at least did her the courtesy of ordering her a coffee.   Cradling it as if her life depended on it ,   the BLONDE sat down to listen to a BRIEFING ,   which in her mind sounded exactly like all the others.   An OPERATION with an obscure name ,   for some SUSPICIOUS activity that S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't know enough about so a recon team were being sent in before any of the HEAVY hitters   —   not that Bobbi couldn't stand her own GROUND but going into the unknown was one of her specialities.   As soon as her coffee cup had been DRAINED of its value ,   Bobbi BOARDERED a helicopter to be dropped off on a rooftop on the other SIDE of the city.

Bobbi silently dropped onto the CONCRETE roof of the office block ,   but the rattle of the lock being broken on the fire door MARKED her entrance.   No ALARM went off ,   which concerned her more than it should have.   Either the personnel had already conducted the NECESSARY activity ,   or they'd cut the alarm ALTOGETHER.   Maybe the noise hadn't alerted them to her presence ,   but there was SOMETHING yet to discover on the FLOORS below her.

❝ Brock ?!?! ❞