"No time," she replied when he asked for a reason. "I need it."
"I can't just give out quinjets, Natasha." She heard his voice tighten at her name. It plagued them all – a reminder of someone they loved and lost.
"The New York Sanctum is under attack," she explained briefly.
"How do you know?"
"A source."
"Reliable?"
"Very."
"By whose standards?"
"Mine."
A long pause made her think she lost him.
"It's coming."
"Oh, I love secret passages." Kiania said in a low voice, playing with her knife in her pocket as she scanned the damage around them.
Artemis slipped next to an urn, and pulled it’s handle down. The wall behind it hissed open, revealing a hallway dimly lit by flickering torches.
Kiania's eyes visibly lit up, though figuratively. "Nice." She whispered, lips twitching just slightly.
(Wow I missed a lot)
Kerenza shifts at voices, and she grabbed her gloves, running and bumping into Kiania. "Sorry!" She says qickly.
As Artemis snuck down the hallway, she heard loud shouts and the sound of shattering glass. She flinched at the noise, but continued on, determined to protect her home.
Kiania winked at Kerenza before slipping the knife from her pocket, the military grade folding knife glinting wickedly in the dim light as she held it in a way that definitely suggested she knew how to use it. She followed Artemis closely, preparing to draw on the energy she had stored if need be.
Nat's foot tapped impatiently as she waited. "Damn it, Nick…"
I think I might leave this rp)
(Aww! If you don't know where to come in, Eliza can find Nat.)
(Uh… ok?)
"Hey! Hey, Nat!" Eliza swings forward, running when she hit the ground, "What's going on?!"
Nat turned on a dime and was in a fighting stance before you could say Captain America.. Her eyes narrowed. How did this girl know her? "Who are you?"
(Nat never saw Eliza cause she was in the tree. Also, it was just a suggestion cause we both missed out on the sling ring portal XP)
(I mean it works. Thanks XD
"Ah! Wait! Sorry! Uh… your name is Nat right?" She had her arms up defensively. She had only known that name from her dad
(Yup, np!)
Nat's eyes narrowed. "To some people. Who are you? Don't make me ask again."
She kept her arms raised, "I-Im Eliza parker. Hi nice to meet you." She says this very fast with the same sort of stutter at Peter.
Nat relaxed a bit at the name, but was still ready to fight, as a habit. "Parker?"
"Yeah! Or are we going with fake names?" She looks up around her arms hesitantly
"Eliza… Elizabeth?" Nat asked, putting pieces together quickly with her sharp intellect. "Elizabeth Parker, daughter of Peter Parker, Spiderman?"
She pauses but nods, "Yeah. Elizabeth." She drops her arms slightly and slowly
Nat dropped her stance. "So, you know who I am?"
"Sort of? Dad has told me about you and your mom. Maria? But…" she trails off awkwardly, "Anyway! What has been going on?!"
Nat crossed her arms and nodded. "The New York Sanctum is under attack currently, and I have a quinjet on its way to pick me up. You're welcome to come."
"A quinjet? I've never been on a plane before " her clueless self beams. She looks up at the sky, trying not to use her senses at all
(hey so I think I'm gonna have to drop out. I just can't keep up with this rp since I'm really busy w school and stuff)
(Aww, that's okay! I understand!)
Nat arched her eyebrows, watching Eliza with an amused expression. "You've never been on a plane before?"
"No I've seen them. Just never been on them. I can swing instead." She says simply
Nat nodded. "Makes sense," she replied logically. She checked the time. "Damn it, Nick!"
"Nick? Nick fury?" Eliza crouches down in the clearing, still looking up at the sky
Nat blinked. Shit. "Uh… yeah."
"Woah! You're on speaking terms with him?" Eliza looks up at her, running hand through her hair